Chapter 158: Townia's Submaster (3) (1)
The structure of the waiting room had changed much more than I had expected.
From the 3rd to the 4th floor, it wasnt just an increase in the number of floors. A school containing the entire training facility had been established, and every facility from the warehouse to the equipnt manufacturing shop had been upgraded by one level.
A foundation for systematic operation had been established.
There were changes in the luxury accommodations on the 4th floor as well.
Each party was allocated a mansion.
The mansion included not only private rooms but also a large dining hall, a lounge, a bathhouse, and a private training room. There was no longer a need to go anywhere else.
If one more thing was added.
An office had been created.
A wooden desk and chair, and drawers for stacking docunts.
The desk was piled high with papers. These papers contained various matters regarding the waiting room, investigated by prospective administrators.
What, what is this? Who are you!
In front of the desk, a man scowled fiercely.
The man was on his knees, and Velkist stood behind him with an indifferent expression.
Is this the guy?
Thats right.
Velkist answered.
Mark Kellain. Correct?
You, you bastard, acting tough just because youre a bit strong, but even rats and birds Ah!
Thwack!
Velkist continued speaking after slapping Marks cheek.
Answer the question I asked.
You damn to think youll be safe after this Cough!
Velkist began to beat the man rcilessly.
A rciless flurry of blows. Blood and broken teeth scattered on the floor of the office.
Hmm.
I watched the man with my hands resting on the table.
This hero in front of my eyes, nad Mark, belonged to the 1st floor. Two months ago in waiting room ti, he was summoned here as a 2-star hero. But his actions afterward were sowhat unusual.
Unlike other heroes who chose to train and beco stronger, he chose to remain on the 1st floor.
Sto, stop
Mark, with a bruised face, mumbled.
Velkist snickered and then kicked his face.
Ack!
You wont die from this.
Are you planning to kill ?
That wouldnt be too bad, right? Youre trash anyway.
Hes trash indeed.
This guy, seizing the mont when the Masters attention was elsewhere, organized a special gang on the 1st floor.
What was its na again? I cant quite rember. But one thing is clear
You diverted and hid items from the waiting room, right?
I spoke up.
No
Dont say no. I know everything. Ive just been turning a blind eye until now. It would have been fine if it were just diversion. But assault, threats, robbery. Youve committed every cri there is.
I glanced at the testimony.
It was written by a female hero belonging to the 1st floor.
Mark, after silently bowing his head, began to sob.
Damn it, to hell with this
Crying out as if lanting.
What do you want
to do! They dragged us to a place like this, to fight and die! If you didnt want that, you shouldnt have summoned
in the first place. Do you think I wanted this! Making us eat potatoes three tis a day, what do you expect
Thwack!
Velkist slapped Marks face again.
The fallen man did not get up.
The trash dares to talk back too. How should we deal with this? Perhaps synthesis?
I believe there are a few more people.
All have been caught. They wont be much different from this one.
Well done. I did well to leave it to you.
Well done my foot. Dont ask
to do this again. Its annoying to death.
Velkist spat out.
The task I had given him was to eliminate the gang created on the 1st floor.
They were more like thugs than a gang. Active stealthily when the Master was not connected, extorting items from other heroes, and committing various cris.
Ive left them alone because we were busy elsewhere.
But now, the situation is different.
Previously, heroes were summoned and then left to fend for themselves in the waiting room. Now, from the mont of summoning, education and managent are introduced. The goal is efficient training and motivation. Mandatory education is implented.
Soon laws will be established too.
Well, its not complicated.
Kill and you die.
Steal from the Master and you die.
Do anything harmful to the waiting room and you die.
Townia changed from being a simple gathering of heroes to a group with rules and discipline.
And the Sub-Master stands at its apex.
Senior, are you planning to continue with such troubleso work?
Velkist, wiping his bloody hands, asked.
I dont think I can focus on training.
Youre right. Its getting busy.
Busier than imagined.
I havent finished skill training yet.
At this pace, Ill be stuck in the office without being able to move an inch.
Isnt it a loss?
It would be nice if there were soone suitable to entrust it to
The Sub-Master is the strongest in the waiting room and the most beloved hero, but fundantally, a delegate is appointed to handle the work. Ti was too tight to juggle training and work.
I feel the sa. I havent even touched my sword today.
Ill find soone and get you off this job quickly. It wont take long.
The beginning is us setting an example.
After that, its not possible. We are the main raid team, after all.
We had to find administrators to manage the waiting room.
That role is currently being handled by Neryssa.
Anyway, leave it to . I will sort it out within three days.
Velkist dragged Mark out of the office.
Left alone, I sighed deeply and picked up the docunts.
The daily yield of iron ore is
I pulled out a white paper and began to write with a blue ink pen.
I was making a report to submit to the Master.
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The sky beyond the window brightened.
Anytng had logged in.
The Master is the sky, huh?
I sat in the chair and crossed my legs.
If I eat that guy, I could beco the Master of Townia.
My climbing speed would increase several tis.
The detailed thod Well, Im sure Ill find it out as I go along.
Nonsense.
I laughed bitterly.
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