“Recruiter! Guild Leader!”

“Ugnh! Why are you screaming like that this early in the morning?” Trevik opened the door with a disheveled appearance. He had drunk a little too much at the previous night’s banquet to commemorate their victory.

The employee of the recruitment center frowned at the smell of alcohol. “My goodness. What do you mean this early in the morning? It’s been a while since the sun came up. Anyway, I think you should come quickly.”

“Why? Did someone get drunk and cause an accident?” Trevik asked.

“It’s an accident, alright! But, it’s not that kind of accident!” the employee responded.

“Then what?” Trevik asked with a frown while taking a sip of water. Such happenings were quite common.

“Applicants! We have had a landslide of applicants this morning!” the employee explained.

“Huh?”

Trevik realized the peculiarity of the situation from the visible excitement on his subordinate’s face. He hurriedly put on his clothes before heading to the recruitment center.

“What the…?” Trevik’s eyes became filled with surprise when he saw a crowd of two to three hundred people.

“These are all applicants?” Trevik asked.

“That’s what I’m saying!” the employee responded.

“What the hell could have happened overnight… Ah!” Trevik came to a realization while talking, then burst into an exclamation. He asked, “Are they the ones who were employed in other territories? Have...