Kylie complemented in a calm tone. Black hair held together with a barrette, light brown pupils and long-narrow eyes could be seen from the interior of her glasses. The secretary of Barlux had good looks and skill combined, and a sword could be seen at her hips.
“As usual, Kylie did her work fast. The guild master should follow her example.”
“Our sub-master is excellent, old man Royl.”
“Can Barlux-sama focus on your work a little more?”
“Uu”
“She has no mercy.”
A few words from Kylie break the joke from Barlux. Barlux was not bad at office work particularly, but Kylie still seemed to be dissatisfied with him.
“…………”
“Hmm, were you surprised that this is different than you thought?”