Early in the morning, the receptionists at the guildhall had started their day and were working.0

“Do we really need to start this early?” Rosa murmured in a dazed tone, clearly still half-asleep.0

Mercenaries tended to have late mornings. They usually wandered into the guildhall lazily by midday. Until then, the staff often had little to do.0

“Our guild leader doesn’t like seeing us idling around,” the other receptionist answered.0

“Ugh, the guildhall in the neighboring estate is supposedly so relaxed. Why did we have to end up in this one, of all places?”0

While they chatted away about mundane things and prepared for the mercenaries to arrive, the door suddenly swung open.0

Rosa, startled by the sight, spoke up. “Huh? Ketal? You’re here early today. The jobs haven’t all been prepared yet.”0

Compared to other mercenaries, Ketal was already known for arriving earlier than usual, but this time, even he had arrived exceptionally early. 0

Ketal responded briefly, “Something came up.”0

“Something? Like that?”0

“Um, it’s nothing too major. It’s about that orb I showed you yesterday,” Ketal explained casually about what had happened to him yesterday. He told Rosa about how...0