Chapter 82: The Choice is Yours 

“Hello?” 

“…”

The guild leader didn’t look like he wanted to greet me. 

I didn’t care and went inside. 

Isaac cleverly pulled a chair and set it aside. 

I sat down, crossed my leg, and said calmly. “My name is Fiona Heilon.”

When the guild leader heard my name, he fumbled and opened his mouth. “Pl, please.. Please make yourself feel comfortable….”

“Sure.”

I squinted my eyes while crossing my arms. Simply put, I was here to argue. Why did he accept such a request for the guild? My gestures were meant to be a little intimidating because he brought me here with force. 

“Recently, I had a fun incident caused by this guild’s mercenaries, so I came to file a complaint.”

“….”

There was no answer. I think he had a rough idea.

“Guild.. Is always neutral. So I have no intentions of arguing in detail. I just have one question.”

“What’s it?”

I leaned forward.

“Who requested it?”

“….”

The guild leader was silent again. 

Was it ‘the right to remain silent’?

I sighed briefly and glanced at one of the knights.

BANG!

Immediately, the knight pressed the guild leader’s head on the table. 

Ouch, that surprised me.

I didn’t expect them to do things to this extent. So I opened my eyes widely and spoke in a calm manner, hiding my agitation. 

“Heilon is a family that always maintains good relations with mercenaries.”

“….”

“So, I’d like you to tell me a little bit.”

The guild leader said with a groan in a depressed state. “In principle…, we.. we should not mention the identity of our clients….”

I rolled my eyes at him. No matter how ‘strong’ mercenaries stood by their principles, they would never want and it would never be pleasant to turn a noble family into their enemy, in other words, the client was a tycoon enough to take the risk of being hated by the ducal family. An opponent whose request was difficult to refuse. It meant they were higher than a ducal family. 

I lowered my voice.

“Ah, is it difficult to tell even if the Duke of Heilon family asks?”

The guild leader, looking around, nodded very faintly.

Ah, my prediction was correct. Now, the candidates were drastically narrowed down. There were not many opponents who were similar to or above the Duke of Heilon.

“It seemed like it would be difficult for me to open your mouth. Okay, then I’ll let it slide.”

If they were higher than Heilon, no matter how much I asked, they wouldn’t tell me anyway. Because it was going to be hard to handle. I couldn’t even kill the guild leader here.

Perhaps the guild leader was aware of that fact, and he breathed a light sigh of relief.

“Instead.”

“….”

I whispered so that others could stop listening.

“Of course, next time this happens, you’ll give me a sneak peek, right? I’m a weak noble woman and I’m afraid of being subjected to this again.”

“Haa.”

Isaac who was beside me clicked his tongue. Ah, he had good ears. 

The guild leader’s eyes rolled. 

Ah, his brain seemed to have stopped working again.

I glanced at the knight.

The knight who held the guild’s master’s head, again, BANG! He pressed it.

“What’s your answer?”

“Of.. of course, my Lady.”

“Don’t be too sad that I did this. I know, high-ranking nobles must be cheap, right?”

“Naturally…”

Alright, that was enough for now.

I laughed softly.

“Stop it. His throat must be hurting.”

Then the knight released his hand from holding the guild leader’s head. 

The guild leader rubbed his neck and slowly raised his head. He finally clearly saw the face of the unidentified assailant.

‘He must have thought of the resemblance between me and Abel.’

I gave my social smile and stretched out my hand to have a handshake. 

“That was rude of me to meet you like this for the first time.”

The guild leader reached out both of his hands with a mixture of feeling absurdity and tiredness. 

“Uh-hum.. so we are, my Lady. Please speak well to the duke.”

“Of course.”

I smiled and got up from my seat. 

The client was above or similar to the Heilon family.

This was enough information.