"I've already agreed to so many things. One more won't hurt."
"Intelligence."
Haimo held up one finger.
"I want the highest level of intelligence clearance within the Guild."
"Especially regarding the deep floors of the Dungeon, and..."
"Records of those abnormal incidents that aren't on the books."
At those words.
Guild President Royman, who had been cowering quietly to one side, gave a violent shudder, his flab trembling as terror flashed in his tiny eyes.
Abnormal incidents?
What was this guy referring to?
The Xenos? The artificial labyrinth? Or those dark chapters of history the Guild kept tightly sealed?
Those were the Guild's most closely guarded secrets!
How could they casually hand them over to a god who had only just descended to the Lower World?
Royman instinctively wanted to object, his professional instincts driving him to protect the Guild's interests.
"Th-this is against the rules..."
However.
Before he could finish.
Ouranos's voice had already rung out.
"Agreed."
"Huh?!"
Royman swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, letting out a comical squawk.
He stared at his patron god in disbelief.
He agreed?
Just like that?!
That was a privilege even those two great deities, Loki and Freya, had never obtained!
"Royman."
Ouranos did not even glance at him, merely calling his name in an even tone.
"From now on, you will personally handle any intelligence Haimo requires."
"Even if the information concerns that level, you need not seek my approval."
"This is a divine decree."
"I shall obey your divine decree!"
At those words, Royman immediately prostrated himself, pressing his forehead firmly against the stone floor with a dull thud.
He was greedy and snobbish, and sometimes even engaged in little schemes behind Ouranos's back.
But Royman understood very well.
Everything he had today, his ability to lord