Chapter 295 A Day as President

That night, nothing else happened.

Early the next morning, while the other team members were lazing around in the room, I had already packed up my things, brought my knife, and was ready to go.

Cagalli asked in confusion: "Why are you going so early in the morning?"

I looked back and smiled: "As the president, I have the obligation to work harder than other team members, strive to be a role model in everyone's mind, and strive for the future of the guild!"

"Tsk tsk tsk" Billy opened the door to the room, stuck his head out, and said with disdain: "It's just you, you can do it even if you work hard, forget about being a role model. You don't follow the team every day, you only know how to play solo, and you are willing to leapfrog. You want to be like everyone If you act like this, a large number of people in the team will have died a long time ago."

Before I could reply, he was pulled back by Gordo, and then the door closed with a bang.

I didn't react at all when he choked me. I had long been used to it, but when I faced Cagalli again, both Phoenix and Barbara stuck their heads out and stared at me.

I spread my hands and said, "I just want to kill monsters quietly."

Cagalli waved her hand: "Go ahead, go ahead, but don't forget our agreement."

"Understood, as long as you reach level six, I will return to the team and act with you." I made an 'ok' gesture, indicating that there was no problem.

The three women then retracted their heads and closed the door to the room.

Jackson stuck his head out again: "Hey, Xiaoyi, you didn't bring your weapon."

He said, handing out the Naotachi I usually use.

"Give it a day off today. Let me try out the new thing I got." I patted the Odachi sword that was as long as a bamboo pole behind me. There was a bit of shame on my face - this sword is too long, too long. It's a bit middle-of-the-road.

Jackson said 'Oh' and hid back in the room.

Before I walked out of the door, the door to Zach's room opened again. With a gentle smile on his face, he handed me a bag.

"This is?" I was confused about the bag. Just as I was about to open it, I heard Zach say: "Don't open it. This is a bag for garbage. Throw it away for me. Please."

As he said that, he smiled apologetically at me.

Soon, the baby's quiet cry and Florence's nursery rhymes to coax the child were heard in the house.

Zach nodded apologetically to me and closed the door.

Well, there are three things that a new official should do when he takes office. Others have someone to serve tea and water and call the shots. But when you come to my place, if you spawn monsters early in the morning, you have to act as a temporary babysitter to throw away the garbage. When asked about your whereabouts by your future wives, you just have to pay it forward. , but unexpectedly had to be ridiculed by a gay member.

It’s really not easy to be the president!

So, I gently closed the door, humming, "Don't mistake the village chief for a cadre," while swinging the garbage bag and walked towards Harold's Guild.

Today is as usual, there are still many adventurers on the street heading towards the underground city.

Standing in front of the Harold Guild, carrying an Odachi that looked like a flagpole, I quickly became a sight on this road.

The adventurers looked sideways and talked a lot.

Some speculated that I was doing performance art, while others speculated that I might be coming to collect debts, because they heard that carrying a large weapon would be more intimidating.

In short, there are all kinds of things.

Because of this, I gradually numbed my sense of shame: Say whatever you like, and I will treat myself as the swordsman carrying the flagpole in Warcraft, dominating the sky with his mouth.

So thinking about it this way, my mood became much better.

After knocking on the door a few times, the door of the guild was opened. An old man stuck his head out, looked me up and down, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Seeing that the old man was already old and almost catching up with my grandfather, I said politely: "Old man, I'm looking for Harold, uh, the president of this guild."

"I know who Harold is. You don't need to explain." The old man said rudely: "What do you want from him?"

"He and I made an appointment yesterday to clear monsters together."

Before I could finish speaking, Harold's characteristic loud voice came from inside: "Who is at the door?"

Without waiting for the old man to answer, I said first: "Your uncle, me!"

There was silence in the room for a second, and then Harold's laughter came out: "It turns out to be An Xiaoyi, why are you here so early?"

"The early bird catches the worm, the early adventurer catches the worm, haven't you heard this?"

Harold shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

"Tch, you are so ignorant," I said disdainfully, and then looked him up and down: "Why are you still wearing casual clothes? Hurry up and change your equipment!"

Harold took out his watch from his pocket, looked at it, and muttered, "What time is it?"

"What time do you care?" I interrupted him unceremoniously: "Hurry up and change your clothes. There are more monsters in the morning and fewer people, so it's easier to use. Later, when there are more people, you won't be able to swing this knife away."

Harold looked at my knife: "Why did you bring it? Where is your Naota sword?"

"It's resting at home. Give it a day off today." I said with a displeased face: "Stop talking nonsense, go change clothes quickly, go quickly."

"Wait a minute, I haven't had breakfast yet." Harold was a little confused by me.

"You're eating shit, you just need a few pieces of dry food." I complained: "You rich people, you have to be like us, running around for a living every day, how can you have free time to care about that. "

The old man seemed a little dissatisfied with my performance. As he walked towards his room, he muttered: "Why are young people today so anxious?"

Harold quickly changed his clothes, took a bag of food from the guild's kitchen, and set off with me who was a little impatient to wait.

On the way, Harold asked me: "Do you come so early every day?"

I shook my head in denial: "Of course not, it's already late. It's usually earlier than today."

Harold said: "It's not good for you to do this. If it's too early, many adventurers will not be able to perform at their best."

"The status is adjusted by oneself. Does it have anything to do with other factors?" I said disdainfully: "I think it's the adventurers in your guild who are too lazy to move, so that's why you say so."

Harold was noncommittal.

After a while, he said to me: "Fortunately, you are not the president of the guild, otherwise, the members of your guild will definitely be dissatisfied."

I was very happy and said: "Don't tell me, I will really become the president."

Harold was stunned and said in a tone of disbelief: "Don't make fun of me. Two days ago you said you didn't have a guild. In just two days, you became the president of the guild?"

"That's not the case," I said arrogantly, "I am a genius, loved by everyone, and a flower blooms. What kind of guild leader can I have at my fingertips if I want to?"

Harold stopped talking, and then I saw him look at me with a pair of contemptuous eyes, as if he was looking at a toad that wanted to eat a swan.