Returners Guild Must Grow Properly

Chapter 72 (Auto Generated Chapter Title)

“… … .”

At the words of the youngest, Jun Doha remembered Uma Han who said he would help find his second child.

In terms of size, he is leading a larger guild than Houn, so Do Ha-joon thought that he would be able to find the second one soon with the help of Ma-han Woo.

But that was a huge misunderstanding.

‘Oh, I’m sorry. The secretary stopped destroying the hard drive.’

Wouldn't you blow up the materials you borrowed?

‘Did you ask me to search Jamsil? I found out about Imsil and sent guild members there.’

“… … .”

How the heck did they get the word, and they sent the manpower to a strange place.

Doha-jun sighed deeply. At that loud sigh, Dohain screamed at the whale whale.

“Umahan, things have gotten worse since that bastard helped! Brother, are you listening to me?”

“… I am listening.”

Do Ha-joon answered without strength and tilted his head, but picked up a glass of wine.

“Stop drinking! I can’t even drink!!”

Dohain took it and shouted.

“Umahan, let that bastard just turn it off! I don't need your help, let's just say that!!"

Do Ha-jun sighed again this time.

He felt like he wanted to do that. However, the news that the two guilds, who were growling at each other, joined forces to find one person, were coming out everywhere.

“Shouldn’t good things be widely known?”

It was Umahan's work. In a situation like this, I didn't know what words would come out if I suddenly said that I don't need your help.

‘And there will be damage to Houn as well.’

They were talking everywhere saying they were wasting precious manpower. Jun Doha rubbed his face once, and said as if breathing a sigh.

“Hein, it’s Houn. just… Maybe he ran away with Rowoon?”

“Damn, don’t even say that bastard’s name! And why is he running away!!”

“Haun… … .”

Jun Doha paused his speech for a moment, then opened his mouth again with a muffled voice.

“Remember when Houn came back? You acted like you were going to disappear at any moment, kid.”

"Anna. I don't remember!"

It was a lie.

His face was distorted as if a Doha-in was about to cry at the old incident that was brought out suddenly. Despite Doha In's words, Doha Jun continued his words.

“Hein, how many days did I stay in front of Houn’s door at that time? I'm afraid he'll disappear again."

"brother."

“But look. The child disappeared again.”

Dohain shouted at him.

“It’s not gone! He's in Korea... I am here in Seoul!!”

I thought it might be somewhere other than Seoul. However, it was Doha who was convinced that Dohaun was in Seoul thanks to the harmful appearance he had seen last time.

“Then why didn’t you show up?”

Ha-jun Do took the glass from Do Ha-in's hand and threw it. Along with the loud crashing sound, Do Ha-joon let out an angry voice.

“Why isn’t the kid showing up? Why is no one seeing it?! I put a bounty on it, and even threw out knights, so why?!”

At those words, the Doha In shut his lips as if honey had been in his mouth to the fullest.

“The same goes for harmful seeds! Whatever he asks for if he kidnapped a child! There is no such thing!!”

So Do Ha-joon thought that Do Ha-un might have just escaped with Ha-won. But he couldn't comprehend it as it was.

What the hell is the problem?

Doha Jun made a single sound of pain in the question that filled his head.

There was only silence between his brothers. It was the Doha who broke it. The Doha-in said as he put the broken glass away from his toes.

“… Tomorrow, I will visit CEO Kang one more time.”

Doha-jun didn't respond to that. Nevertheless, Dohain said.

“So, hyung, stop drinking and close your eyes.”

At Doha In's words, Doha Jun raised his hands and rubbed his face. Doha-in contorted his face as if upset by the sight.

He thinks that the damn sister is filthy on the inside.

* * *

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : I just can't eat it.

“… … ?”

At the message that suddenly appeared, I muttered the cookie I was biting on.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : What can I not eat?

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Running a company? You can't eat it if you can't do it. If you can't do it, the company will go bankrupt.

―Are you kidding me!!

"Ouch! Fuck!!”

Unknowingly, I spit out swearing at the sound of my eardrums hitting my eardrums.

“… Gilma, why are you suddenly like this?”

“Why all of a sudden!”

After I got nervous about the harmless wizard, I sent a message to the damn spirit.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : You bastard! I told you to blow some mantras!!

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : So, who comes up with such a story? It's bankruptcy! What a sensitive word that is!

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Sensitive, sleepy and won't go bankrupt!

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : Of course not!!

After sending such a message, the spirits explained to me how the quarterly performance was and how many outstanding trainees were there. It's a story I'm not interested in, so I lightly ignored it.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : What else can you do?(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : Guild leader, I'm not going to fall behind you!!

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : What are you doing behind my back?

I don't know if I'm after you. I picked up the cookie again with a sullen face.

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : Oh, Ifrit!

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : Did you say what are you doing behind the scenes?

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : Every time the Deputy Guild Leader in Doha visits, how hard am I to stalk the Guild Leader!

I felt the cookies I picked up crumble in my hands. I wiped my dusty hands on the floor and frowned.

“Hajun-nim said that he even came to visit Jungryeongsa? Or the master?”

“… Why didn't you tell me, did you know?"

The master who was playing with the Archduke's phone grinned and smiled. I clicked my tongue briefly at the sound of laughter.

|Pr. Spirit Temple| : How long are you going to go out?

“Can’t we just go home now?”

Spirit sergeant-sama and magistrate-sama, it's probably not just the two of you exchanging messages.

I asked the Spirit Master to deal with Doha a little more and then said.

"No. knowing what would happen What should I do if I go back and my brother and Doha-in get caught up in a frivolous thing?”

“Isn’t it because I couldn’t think of any excuses for running away?”

Instead of answering, I threw the handkerchief tissue lying on the table.

Hae-roon skillfully avoided this and opened his mouth with a mischievous face.

“Our Gilma, when I return home, I may be banned from going out again.”

"shut up."

“Maja! Noisy!”

Hearing the child's voice from below, Hae-roon tilted his head slightly.

“Rim, why are you awake?”

“Rooney is noisy, so get up!”

“It’s Rowoon. Who would call your name so rude?”

Hae-roon sits Harim on her lap and asks. Instead of answering, Harim picked up the tissue paper I had thrown at her.

Then.

“Ah! Hey!!"

He slammed Harmonic's head so hard that the tip of the tissue paper was crushed.

Wow, I'm not a dragon for nothing.

“Gilma! look at him!! He only learned bad things from Gilma!”

“What am I?”

He shrugged his shoulders and spread his arms toward Harim. Harim quickly returned to her true form and took her into my arms.

- Mamma!

He must have learned to speak, but in the form of a dragon, it was Harim who only shouted 'Mamma' on a fictional day.

I wondered what the heck was the problem, but I thought it wouldn't matter since I was only talking in a human form.

“Dohaun.”

With an open door, the Demon King appeared with his head raised for some reason.

“Damn, are you here? Are you a little late today?”

"Yeah. Lord, are you late today? The judge was happy to know that he wouldn’t come until tomorrow.”

The Demon Lord frowned fiercely.

After I told Harim to pull out the master's hair, I asked the Demon King.

“Then why are you standing like that? Don't come inside."

"Ah."

The demon lord made a sound of drowning once, and then turned his body aside.

“My nephew, say hello.”

"nephew?"

If it's the Demon King's nephew... … .

Before I could continue my thoughts, a young child I had seen a few times crouched and greeted me.

“Hello.”

“… … .”

The guild leader, and the wife of the guild leader who does not know his face or name!

What on earth did you believe in to entrust your child to Mahoon Woo again!!

The boy who greeted me with a straight smile looked at me and widened his eyes.

“Angel Dalmung noona!”

“… Hi."

|Pr. 9 Circle Archmage | : An angel-like sister?

Damn it.

The judge asks with a message, asking if the angel-like older sister was pointing to Gilma. I lightly ignored the message of the wizard and sent a message to the Demon King.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : My lord.

|Pr. Demon King | : Why are you calling me?

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Why did you bring the child here?

You may have seen the message I sent, but the Demon King did not reply. He was just stroking the boy's head, with his cheeks bulging out.

Then the toxic judge bent his knees and met the child and her eyes.

“Are you the Demon King’s nephew?”

“Are you our three-year-old Demon King?”

The judge looked at the Demon King, and then smiled brightly and nodded his head.

"Huh."

“But I said it wasn’t my dad!”

“Ah, that’s it… … .”

“Your father is talking nonsense.”

“… … .”

At the words of the demon king, both the priest and the demon king's nephew looked at the demon king with a expressionless expression. For some reason, it sounded like the guild leader was grabbing the back of his neck.

The magician briefly clicks his tongue and turns his head away from the demon lord. Then he looked at the child and smiled softly.

"What is your name?"

“It’s Yubin, Yubin.”

It was a look that did not discriminate. Well, it's been like that since the first time I saw it. I frowned and asked the question again to get an answer I hadn't heard.

“The devil, no. Mahoon Woo, why did you bring the child?”

“Dad and Mom say they are busy today!!”

It was Yubin who answered my question. The Demon King nodded at Yubin's words.

“So I decided to take it.”

“Will those two just leave it to you?”

"no!"

This time, it was Yubin who answered my question. At Yubin's words, the Demon King nodded again this time.

“But why… … .”

“There was no one to take care of you but me.”

“I’m not running daycare today!”

The voice that speaks again and again is very clear. Seeing Harim in my arms, the child opened her eyes and asked.

“Sister, what is that puppy? Is your sister raising you?”