"Royland, if you object to the penalties imposed by the United Guild, please submit a written appeal by mail to the United Guild headquarters in London within ten working days."
"As for supporting your family, rest assured that the guild will arrange other work for you. As long as you're willing to work hard, supporting one family won't be a problem—you could even support two."
"I... I have no objections, Chairman!"
"Royland, don't rush to decide. If I were you, I'd think carefully about how to secure the best outcome for myself, provided, of course, that it was grounded in the facts and didn't violate any regulations. Now, let's move on to the final matter: the Stink Boil Nest. We must find it!"
"Ch-Chairman, we do a thorough cleaning of our house every weekend, and we burn insect-repelling incense in the storeroom every few days. The green substance on the Purple Diamond Hair Clip might have gotten on it accidentally during transport!"
The Fat Lady was utterly panicked. She didn't want her newly built villa burned to the ground.
"Royland, your theory is certainly possible. However, I can't gamble with the safety of the entire village and passing travelers. So, I'm very sorry, but your house and those of your neighbors must undergo a thorough inspection!"
"N-no, you can't! The h-house was only finished three months ago! No, you can't burn it down!"
"Royland, please don't say 'you' as though we're separate from you. You're a member of both Hogsmeade and the guild too!"
The smile on Lester's face grew broader, so broad that the corners of his eyes nearly turned upward, while Royland's heart turned ice-cold.
She knew she was finished. There would be no coming back from this. From now on, she could only support her family through