Reincarnated as an elf receptionist at an adventurers' guild, she has the soul of a game planner who worked herself to death.
"This quest is priced unfairly. The reward doesn't match the risk at all."
"Why is the reserve fund for the S-rank bounty pool at zero?"
"The new adventurer onboarding process is a mess. Give me a morning and I'll redo it for you."
The adventurers soon realized there was something unusual about the silver-haired elf receptionist. She could keep the quest forms perfectly organized, spot fakes at a glance, send troublemakers packing in three sentences, and sort out decades of the guild's messy accounts in no time.
"She's more professional than the people at headquarters."
"Last time, she said the ore sample I submitted wasn't pure enough and sent me back to collect more. She was right."
"She paid out the S-rank adventurer Cecilia's bounty that very day."
Later, when the Witch-Hunting Knights came to search the guild, she cited the law on emergency search authority and sent them packing. Later, she went to the Northern Magic Academy and won a face-to-face confrontation with the council and the knights' instructors. Later still, the truth behind the elf race's extermination twelve years ago, an ancient contract from thousands of years ago, and the secret sealed inside her own heart all pointed in the same direction.
Then, someone said something in a tavern, and as the words spread, they took on a life of their own.
"The elf receptionist at the Royal Capital branch", as adventurers across the continent eventually came to call her, "is the adventurers' goddess."
Also known as:
"Reincarnated as an Elf Receptionist, I Became the Adventurers' Goddess"
