"This fellow..." Golden Beetle was displeased, Pure Little Nine beside him pulled him back, not speaking, just shaking his head.
He was surprised to find that most guild members showed no expression on their faces.
The spectacled man's eyes flickered with deep meaning.
In the crowd, one person was completely oblivious, exchanging glances with the companion beside him, silently sending a message at that moment.
"Crayon Shin-chan: Guild Leader, I am also skilled at Shadow Attack, can I be transferred to the frontline combat unit?"
"Nakamura Yuri: Of course, no problem. You should go to the Shadow Weaving Poem's Black Blade Team, and be sure to follow his command in battle."
The person felt a surge of contempt inwardly.
It seems that this so-called Dark Gold Rose is nothing much, easily trusting these outsiders without any independent judgment, merely possessing some bizarre abilities.
Such a guy could never manage a guild well, let alone make it strong and large.
