Geek Mob Mercenary (LIGHT NOVEL VERSION) Volume 1 Chapter 26

Mob #26 “I see… I understand your thoughts and I understand the environment. However, someone will come along who understands and appreciates your abilities. You should keep that in mind.”
 

We entered a famous stylish cafe chain together, but I’m extremely uncomfortable.
 
No wonder, since I have a considerable beauty and even a maid with me, I’m bound to stand out.
 
Lining up at the counter, ordering, paying, waiting for the order to be ready, receiving the finished items, sitting at the seats, it was fine until then, but the moment we sat at the same table, the gazes from around were too painful.
 
“So, what can I do for you?”
 
Anyway, I took a sip of coffee and asked to have her business finished quickly.
 
At that, Miss Fialka looked down for a while, lightly cleared her throat, and
 
“Um… Thank you for helping me on the battlefield the other day.”
 
deeply bowed her head together with the maid.
 
“Ah… That was just because your maid asked, not because I noticed you were in danger, so…”
 
“I didn’t even want to go, so it really pains me to hear you thank me.”
 
“But the fact is you saved me, so I wanted to properly thank you.”
 
“That’s very kind of you. …… “
 
Even a noble lady’s daughter is quite courteous.
 
So… Can I go home now that our talk is over? I’m scared what people around might say if I make such a beauty bow her head to me.
 
Then Miss Fialka asked seriously,
 
“Hey. Why don’t you take the bishop rank exam? Why don’t you demonstrate your abilities and make people around you acknowledge you? I heard before that promotion exams and relationships after promotion are a hassle for you. Can you tell me the detailed reasons if possible?”
 
She pressed me for an answer.
 
Rather than running away here and getting caught up again, it’d be great if she understood and stopped approaching me about this from now on.
 
So I decided to explain why I don’t take the bishop rank exam.
 
“The foremost reason is that the nobility have wide influence at bishop rank and above. Then as a commoner, if I thoughtlessly distinguish myself, I’d be highly likely to have my achievements invalidated on claims of [You must have cheated] or [I’m the one who resolved that], and such. Furthermore, the fact I’m from there, colony planet, is also a factor.”
 
“I see… The previous and current empresss made great efforts to strengthen penalties on nobles and eliminate disparities with the colonies but…”
 
“It’s not something that happens often. Besides, even in my current knight rank, I can still be accused of having an appearance that someone doesn’t like. So, becoming a bishop might lead to comments like ‘[Your appearance is not suitable for a bishop!]’ as well.”
 
I’m aware of my appearance to some extent, so I don’t really mind it.
 
I talk a little too much at once, so I take a sip of coffee to catch my breath.
 
“I also have to prevent them, oesky nobles from assigning me bothersome tasks. It doesn’t happen every time, but sometimes I give a gratuity to the receptionist to prevent them from assigning me bothersome tasks.”
 
While I have a stable source of work now, thanks to the old man from Roans, when I first became a mercenary, I often faced such situations.
 
Some receptionists were coerced by nobles, but there were others who voluntarily refused my requests due to their dislike of my appearance.
 
And even when I tried to report such incidents, there were cases where those in charge turned a blind eye due to noble influence.
 
If the old man from Roans hadn’t been transferred to the reception three months after I joined the Guild, I might have joined the military, died from overwork, or been used as a disposable pawn.
 
“Doesn’t that mean Guild staff are involved in corruption? If so, isn’t this a matter worth reporting?”
 
Fialka clenched her fists in anger at the thought of Guild staff being involved in corruption.
 
She’s probably never experienced anything like that.
 
“Besides, I have no ambition for promotion. Even if you rise in rank, it comes with responsibilities and duties. It’s best to leave those roles to those who are suited for them.”
 
“Do you not mind being ordered around by juniors with higher ranks than you?”
 
“I’m not good at giving orders or planning operations. I’d rather leave that to capable individuals.”
 
In a sense, this might be the biggest reason.
 
Even if I were to become a bishop, I would often be assigned tasks such as giving orders and being in charge of organizing on the front lines. However, I’m not good at giving orders or inspiring others. It’s better to leave it to someone else.
 
“But… your skills could easily qualify you for the Queen rank, couldn’t they?! Are you okay with being treated unfairly?”
 
Fialka earnestly questioned.
 
“Thank you for the overly generous evaluation. But rather than being seen as strong and treated with caution, it’s better to be underestimated and caught enemies off guard.”
 
It’s reassuring that she genuinely cares, but unfair treatment has already happened, so it’s too late for that.
 
Moreover, being treated as an underling and underestimated can work to my advantage when it really matters.
 
These are all the reasons why I don’t rise to bishop rank.
 
After hearing this, Miss Fialka pondered seriously for a while and said,
 
“I see… I understand your thoughts well and understand the environment. However, someone is bound to appear who understands and appreciates your abilities. You should keep that in mind.”
 
There’s hardly anyone out there who’d rightly evaluate someone like me, a creepy otaku, so it should be fine right?
 
“And finally, once more, thank you for helping me, Sir Uzoss.”
 
Saying that, Miss Fialka bowed courteously to me again.
 
“Oh no, thank you kindly.”
 
I hastily responded, quickly finished my coffee, and said “Well then, excuse me” before briskly leaving the store.
 
It seems she’s at least somewhat different from the other nobles who’ve approached me.
 

 
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[Side: Fialka Tiursad]
 

While Uzoss was talking with Roans…
 

 
I went outside the building before I knew it after spotting [that man].
 
“What are you doing, Young Lady?”
 
“No, I’m just a little nervous…”
 
“You’re going to thank him for helping you, right?”
 
“I know that!”
 
On the battlefield this time, I was defeated by [Blue Hornet] and about to be killed with allies preventing my escape.
 
The one who saved me was John Uzoss.
 
I’ve been helped by others, men and women, countless times. At those times, I expressed my gratitude to them to the fullest. This wasn’t my first time since becoming a mercenary, but that’s just one of those occasions right?
 
So why am I so nervous this time!
 
“Look, he came out, Young Lady.”
 
“I know that!”
 
I hurried out and stood in Uzoss’s way.
 
“May I have a moment? John Uzoss.”
 
“What can I do for you?”
 
This man is clearly perplexed now and has a slightly annoyed expression.
 
That irritated me a bit, but I couldn’t get the words out after that.
 
Then Sherry said,
 
“Why don’t we go somewhere you can calm down?”
 
and dragged us to the cafe chain [Planet Shot Cafe] nearby.
 
Hold on Sherry! That wasn’t the plan!
 
Once at the store, we placed our orders, received the items, and sat at an empty seat.
 
Uzoss seemed restless, but after taking a sip of normal regular coffee, he asked,
 
“So, what can I do for you?”
 
I steadied my breathing, lightly cleared my throat, then said what I had to say.
 
“Um… Thank you for helping me on the battlefield the other day.”
 
I said it! It should have been lines I’ve said countless times before, yet this was the first time I was so nervous!
 
“Ah… That was just because your maid asked, not because I noticed you were in danger, so…”
 
“But the fact is you saved me, so I wanted to properly thank you.”
 
“Well, That’s very kind of you. …… “.”
 
And yet! Why is Uzoss so nonchalant!
 
Well, Uzoss is older and has more experience as a mercenary than me, so he’s probably experienced things like this a number of times… But it’s kinda irritating!
 
And since I had the chance, I wanted to know the detailed reason why he doesn’t get promoted to bishop rank, so I asked,
 
“Hey. Why don’t you take the bishop rank exam? Why don’t you demonstrate your abilities and make people around you acknowledge you? I heard before that promotion exams and relationships after promotion are a hassle for you. Can you tell me the detailed reasons if possible?”
 
I asked as calmly as I could.
 
Up until now, I had shouted at him while irritated when asking, so it’s only natural he’d think I was being annoying.
 
Then after a period of silence, Uzoss opened his mouth.
 
“The first and foremost reason is that noble influence is quite significant in ranks above bishop. Within that context, if a commoner like myself were to achieve success, there’s a high probability of allegations like ‘[He must have cheated]’ or ‘[I resolved that myself]’ being thrown around, and my accomplishments would be negated. Furthermore, the fact that I come from there, the colony planet, is also a contributing factor.”
 

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What Uzoss first spoke of was a problem the Empire had from long ago.
 
Way before I was born, it was normal for most nobles to unjustly take various things from commoners by force and violence.
 
Furthermore, it’s said the colonists were treated even more harshly.
 
“I see… The previous and current empresss made great efforts to strengthen penalties on nobles and eliminate disparities with the colonies but…”
 
Thanks to the efforts of the previous and current empresss and the Duke who was the previous emperor’s younger brother, the number of nobles who committed such acts declined.
 
However, it obviously wouldn’t disappear immediately, and issues with the nobility’s unreasonable actions and disparities based on place of origin still aren’t much better.
 
“Things like that don’t disappear so easily. And they’d find fault just because they don’t like how I look. They already do at my current knight rank, so at bishop rank, things like [Your looks don’t befit a bishop!] would be normal.”
 
I find that hard to comment on…
 
He is a bit plump, but I think he looks normal otherwise.
 

 
“There’s also things like not letting me accept jobs. Occasionally, but having reception staff take bribes to not let me accept jobs.”
 
“That means the guild staff are colluding illegally, right?! At that level, you should report it!”
 
I unconsciously clenched my fist.
 
It would be hopeless if the guild staff colluded illegally. I didn’t experience anything like that, but could it be because I’m a noble?
 
Come to think of it, there are children of nobles among the guild staff too.
 
“Besides, I have zero ambition at all. Even if I rise in rank, responsibility and obligations follow you around. It’s best to leave things like that to those suited for it.”
 
“Taking orders from juniors of higher rank than you? That doesn’t bother you?”
 
“I’m bad at things like instructions and strategy formulation. I want to leave it to capable people.”
 
“But… your skills could easily qualify you for the Queen rank, couldn’t they?! Are you okay with being treated unfairly?”
 
“Thank you for the overly generous evaluation. But rather than being seen as strong and treated with caution, it’s better to be underestimated and caught enemies off guard.”
 
For a noble’s child, promotion would of course be top priority.
 
Moreover, being outranked by a junior and ordered around would be the height of humiliation.
 
Is his lack of interest in that also because Uzoss is a commoner?
 
But I understood well why Uzoss doesn’t get promoted.
 
Because Uzoss doesn’t have the slightest interest in status, honor, or his own reputation.
 
It’s not like he’d resent being called [lazy] or whatever by me.
 
“I see… I understand your thoughts well and understand the environment. However, someone is bound to appear who understands and appreciates your abilities. You should keep that in mind.”
 
Even if Uzoss had no interest whatsoever in status, honor, or his own reputation, it’s different for those who witnessed his abilities on the battlefield.
 
Enemies would fear his abilities, while allies would find him reliable, like me.
 
“And finally, once more, thank you for helping me, Sir Uzoss.”
 
I bowed my head to him again, reiterating my thanks.
 
“Oh no, thank you kindly.”
 
He hastily replied, quickly finished his coffee, and said “Well then, excuse me” before briskly leaving the store.
 
“Even though the business was over, we could have enjoyed the coffee here a bit more, don’t you think?”
 
I unconsciously complained about him leaving in such a hurry.
 
“Sir Uzoss looked very uncomfortable, so let’s be considerate.”
 
Sherry covers for him like that. He did seem like he’s not good with places like this.
 
“Oh well, our business is done, so shall we hurry back too?”
 
I downed the now cold coffee in one gulp and left the store.
 
Once back at the guild, I got in a car and headed to my home.
 
On the way, Sherry suddenly spoke to me.
 
“Even so, Young Lady, it’s good that it was Sir Uzoss who helped you.”
 
“It was you who asked him for help, right?”
 
He said that in the earlier talk too, and most of all, Sherry herself had said so.
 
“If it was a bad match, some abuse your gratitude and make unreasonable demands.”
 
At Sherry’s words, I recalled my student days.
 
In my student days, a male classmate had helped me when I was about to slip on the stairs.
 
When I normally thanked him, he demanded [Since I helped you, be my woman from today! My family is an Count family!].
 
Without the reforms by the previous and current empresss, that’s likely how it would have gone.
 
“That’s true. I’m glad he’s the one who helped me.”
 
While gazing out the window, I thought that next time I meet him, I have to properly apologize for calling him [lazy] and [cowardly]. I have to not get nervous like this time.
 
But next time… How do I call out and talk to him?!
 

 
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[Another Side: UNKNOWN]
 

Somewhere.
 
“I deeply apologize!”
 
A voice echoed in the spacious area.
 
The voice was young and seeped with frustration.
 
“There’s no need to apologize. You succeeded in hindering that brownish craft.”
 
In response to the youthful voice, a deep, rugged voice praised the achievements of the youthful voice.
 
“However, I’ve damaged the aircraft…”
 
“Aircraft is just a consumable. The pilot surviving is more important.”
 
The deep voice took a glass of alcohol from nearby and poured the amber liquid down his throat.
 
“By the way, that [Feathered Helmet] and the light brown one, there are still strong players out there in the wilderness. You may have been defeated, but that aircraft, with the symbol of the leopard, performed well.”
 
The deep voice wore a fierce smile that resembled a wild beast, seemingly enjoying the conversation.
 
“Brother, that light brown aircraft is known as [Dust] among the elites of Baron Grient’s territory.”
 
Another voice echoed there.
 
“[Dust], huh? So they used proton torpedoes to blind us!”
 
“Ugh…”
 
In response to those words, the youthful voice sounded regretful.
 
“But it’s a shame we couldn’t capture the pilot of the leopard aircraft.”
 
The younger voice said with a hint of frustration.
 
“That was also obstructed by [Dust]…”
 
The youthful voice squeezed out with a tinge of regret.
 
In response to that, the deep, rugged voice spoke in a comforting tone.
 
“I understand you may want to avenge your defeat, but our primary goal is the downfall of Baroness Elisaria-Grient.”
 
“Achieving that, followed by establishing friendly relations with the Roselo Count’s family,”
 
“And then expanding our influence.”
 
“That is our objective. Besides, your defeat was due to your inexperience and the opponent’s skill.”
 
“Instead of holding a grudge, consider the opponent your mentor and strive to improve yourself.”
 
“Yes, sir!”
 
In response to the deep voice’s words, the youthful voice tightened up.


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One thought on “Geek Mob Mercenary (LIGHT NOVEL VERSION) Volume 1 Chapter 26”

  1. wait so she actually apologized and tried understanding why he does what he does instead of just going tsundere nag on him? shocking

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