Min-Maxing My TRPG Build in Another World: Volume 9 Canto I [Parts 1 to 2] by Schuld

Author:Schuld
Language: eng
Format: epub

[Tips] The Department of Lost Writing Retrieval is an official government body established under Count Agrippina von Ubiorum. It was founded with the aim of securing lost writings, rare tomes, and documents with anthropological value.

Due to the breadth of its remit, later generations would hold their own conspiracy theories that it was cover for the Empire’s intelligence network.

Through her office window, the slender woman quietly clucked her tongue as she watched an adventurer stroll past Adrian Imperial Plaza and out of sight.

Her name was Maxine Mia Rehmann. She was a beautiful woman who took care of her appearance, but most would see her frailty before her beauty. She was tall and incredibly gaunt, her wan cheeks holding a waxy pallor. Her slender, noble face was just as emaciated as her body, the heavy burden that she bore evident upon it. Despite being in the prime of her life, her black hair that reached the small of her back was already half-filled with gray. The adventurers of sufficient rank to have much cause to speak of her at all called her the Lady of Ash or the Last Ember—testament to her endurance, yes, but one couldn’t overlook the derogatory streak.

The fault could be found in her position as the manager of Marsheim’s Adventurer’s Association.

From the outside, the salary, privileges, and prestige made it seem like quite the esteemed position. However, to those in the know, it was the same as the Imperial government’s emperor’s seat—nothing more than a dressed-up implement of torture. Maxine aired her complaints from the safety of the inside of her own head.

The Adventurer’s Association had a long history that stretched back to the Age of Gods; it was rather unique in a cultural sense, in that its existence spanned borders. It had lost any sort of central seat of power when its original parent state fractured beyond recognition. Now the Associations across the land were only loosely connected, the real thing that bound them being the pact that adventurers would never take part in wars between nations.

It was a unique position to be in—the manager was highly respected, but they were not a government official; the Association resembled a monastery, yet it was not a temple. Above all it was an institution that kept the world’s least employable afloat with cheap day labor and nominally legal thuggery. It wasn’t a surprise that the higher-ups didn’t view it all too favorably.

Furthermore, the laws of the Association dictated that within the bounds of the Empire, Association managers could not be of noble birth. Despite the fact that the only ones who would even be capable of passing judgment were the gods, the Empire dared not to do anything to upset Them, as the divine pact was very much alive and well.

Maxine’s personal herbalist had begged her to take it easier on the job. Begrudgingly, she still filled Maxine’s prescriptions—pills and powders to settle the stomach and soothe the ulcer, salves for her mental fatigue—but nothing yet curbed her own inflamed thoughts.

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