The World's Strongest Witch Becomes Unemployed

Chapter 83: The Hero's Party

Three years before the demon lord was defeated.

"Sorry sir but your adventurer license has been withdrawn, you for three more months did not take a job at the guild."

When the receptionist said that I dropped my head on the counter.

"I've been trapped in a dungeon all this time, are there no exceptions."

"It's a shame, if you want then you'll have to re-enroll."

The receptionist moved her head left to right to signal my futile struggle. But I've been at the top level now have to start F again.

"Then what can be done, please register me again."

"Thank you very much for your understanding."

After I have a lot of money, I will stop working and live as a job.

I received a new card that placed my face in it.

"I'm still as handsome as I remember."

Receptionist laughing.

"Do I have to lend you a mirror?"

This is a brash, even beautiful person.

"Only two people call me my mommy and me, whatever I want to say."

"Well, fine, I'm just kidding."

It was precisely me who was arguing with the receptionist, a woman had interrupted the conversation.

"We want to take this quest, please take care of it."

She has a beautiful face, especially one thing about her.

"You are so big."

"The words just now were enough to put you in juvenile prison."

I shouted towards the group of adventurers who were just sitting behind me.

"I'm called a young man, look at all of you young faces don't you, this beautiful sister calls me that."

"Why this guy?"

"Disregardless of it, he is often called an old man, a so-called Orc and so on, it seems like he is happy that Miss Irena calls him a young boy."

"Till it all."

Irena meant to sigh slowly.

"What's your name young man."

"Today."

"Bottest rank."

"Fight on."

"Don't suddenly be disgusted at me."

"I used to want to take you on an adventure but hmm you're less promising."

Everyone in this world is so happy, it doesn't mean I want to either.

Well if I had the chance I might be able to touch his chest.

"Then I'll see you, take care of yourself, Udin."

"You too."

I chose the quest randomly and chose the youngest job of all things, collecting herbs.

With a basket on my back I have gone to the surrounding forest, I curse this world that treats mediocre people like this. Though if there is no I am a handsome person will not be called handsome if there is no comparison.

I seriously.

I plucked each leaf and put it in the basket to fill it to the brim, upon returning to the guild someone's face surprised me.

She was an elf who sat down with a beer glass in her hand as well as her group.

"You're the elf hero who came late."

"What does that mean by that."

"And you're the big-breasted priestess I want to care for."

"You're so honest about your lust."

"And you're the Dwarven man and the witch man I want to bury behind the house."

After I said that the two people I meant trampled on me.

"Stop."

Fel cut.

"Do you know him?"

"We happened to meet him in the forest, he destroyed the beehive, while we chased him to take honey for himself."

That's what happened before I came here.

"Well I'm sorry about that, I'll treat you to one beer, but after I trade this."

"You better not lie to this one."

I nodded in agreement.