Chương 42: Adventurer 1 Must Go on an Adventure

"I've got an idea! We can go check that out first!" Richard said to Grace, pointing to a tall stone building by the roadside.

Grace asked curiously, "What place is that?"

Richard explained, "The Flying Axe Guild is a great place that provides services specifically for adventurers. I got all my previous quests there..."

In the world of Terella, there is no unified, transnational adventurers' guild.

However, the adventurers' demand for related services is objectively real. After all, no one wants to waste time searching for employers all over the city, and taverns are often too small, noisy, and chaotic to fulfill this responsibility.

As a result, local intermediary organizations were born.

The Flying Axe Guild is a typical example.

It was founded by a mercenary group a hundred years ago, with influence spanning half of the Gulf region. Its main business is to collect the needs of various parties, summarize them into different levels of tasks, and then provide them to adventurers. It also buys some supplies and equipment on the side.

At that moment, Richard said again:

"The Flying Axe Guild and the Church of the Goddess of Wealth have a very close relationship."

"When the church has a need but lacks manpower, it will often post a task in the guild. The guild will then give these tasks a very high priority, openly and secretly encouraging adventurers to participate actively."

"And if a group of adventurers frequently takes on quests and completes them exceptionally well, the guild will report their information to the church, which will then regard them as trustworthy individuals, leading to deeper cooperation..."

Upon hearing this, Grace interjected, "I understand. You want to infiltrate the church by undertaking missions to gather intelligence more easily?"

"Not bad~" Richard nodded and said, "This is much better than simply pretending to be a believer and making offerings. Not only does it not cost money, but you can also get money from the church..."

... Furthermore, during the quests, he will most likely have the opportunity to kill monsters and gain experience, thus continuously becoming stronger.

Richard didn't mention the last reason, but instead pulled Grace to the building.

As soon as you push open the heavy wooden door studded with iron rivets, a smell mixed with sweat, leather and a faint stench of blood hits you.

If you walk further in, you'll find the guild's main hall.

The room is exceptionally spacious and bright, with a high dome and copper chandeliers made of burning whale oil.

Directly opposite the main gate stood a notice board taller than a person, densely covered with parchment pages listing quests. Many adventurers were gathered around it, some frowning in thought, some whispering to each other, and some jumping around trying to read the quests on the pages...

It's obvious without even guessing that the last one is a dwarf.

cough.

To the left of the notice board were rows of wooden counters, behind which sat guild staff in gray uniforms, holding quill pens, with thick files and wooden boxes containing gold coins piled up in front of them.

The right side was designated as a rest area, with long tables and chairs. Several groups of adventurers sat together, some wiping their weapons and armor, others discussing mission details in hushed tones, but no one was drinking.

Alcohol is not sold within the guild.

No client likes to see their assignment taken by a drunk, and no employee wants someone to vomit on the counter, not to mention that incoherent people are more likely to fight over assignments...

"Ah, that familiar feeling."

Richard stretched his arms and walked to the bulletin board.

He started looking at the tasks from top to bottom.

Ok……

No difficulty, help find the cat... It's a classic errand-running task, oh wait, this one also requires beheading the male cats that kidnapped his female cat and stacking their heads at the intersection, tsk tsk, I didn't expect it to add a sadistic flavor to the classic.

Easy difficulty: help remove a round-headed hammer stuck in the intestines. The task requires the team to be dexterous and know healing magic. (The round-headed hammer is the one the person accidentally sat on when they fell.) Damn, who would believe that?

Medium difficulty, you're supposed to capture a few young male goblins and give them to a widow... Stop! What are you trying to do to those poor goblins!

what……

After looking around, Richard's lips twitched.

What kind of tasks are these?

Even I, a poet, think they're not human after seeing this!

Fortunately, it's alright.

A few minutes later, the poet's perseverance paid off, and Richard finally found the task he wanted.

He took down the parchment and read it with Grace.

"High difficulty. The task issued by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth is to clear out a small snake-people tribe that has cut off the trade route through the mountains to the northeast."

Snake-man, what a rare monster.

It is said that these monsters once established a vast empire, but it later collapsed, and their civilization degenerated as a result. Eventually, the entire race became tribal, hiding underground and living as neighbors with the dark elves, only coming to the surface on rare occasions.

Richard and Grace discussed it and decided that they could accept the task, so they took the parchment and went to the counter.

However, the female employee seemed somewhat embarrassed.

"Sir, Madam, this is a very difficult task, and you... Good heavens, you haven't even registered yet..."

Richard had anticipated this part and immediately gestured to Grace.

The latter curled his lips, stretched out two fingers, pinched the counter, and gently lifted it ten centimeters off the ground!

The counter inside the guild was not fixed to the ground, but because it was shared by several employees and filled with miscellaneous items, it was very heavy. Under normal circumstances, it would take several people to lift it.

Grace did it with just two fingers, leaving the clerk speechless with astonishment.

Richard pressed his advantage, saying:

"Look, although my companion is a newcomer in the adventurer's field, she is a veteran in the warrior's field, with strength far surpassing that of an average mid-level warrior. I think she should have no problem taking on this high-difficulty mission."

The female employee's Adam's apple bobbed slightly:

"You're right, sir. You are qualified to take on high-difficulty missions. I'll register you right away..."

After working for a while, she took out two brand-new adventurer badges and a detailed file on the quest to clear out the snake people.

Just when Richard thought the matter was about to be resolved, the other party did not hand over these items to him, but instead said:

"Um, sir, madam, although you are both exceptionally capable, this mission involves wiping out an entire tribe, and there are only two of you. So... would you be interested in completing this mission with others?"

Richard frowned.

"The others?"

The clerk explained, "Yes, actually this morning, a team called 'Forest Arrow' wanted to take on this mission, but because they didn't have many members, I advised them to wait and see if anyone else was willing to help..."

Should we cooperate with other teams?

This would result in a share of the profits, but conversely, it would improve security, provided that the group isn't like Jostein.

After a moment's thought, feeling that he wasn't that concerned about the compensation, and that the employee seemed genuinely interested in bringing the two groups together, Richard nodded.

"Okay, I can give it a try, but I need to make contact with them beforehand."

The clerk smiled and said, "No problem, sir. They're at the Trout Tavern across the street. Oh, and I'll write you another letter explaining the situation..."

Following the clerk's directions, Richard and Grace quickly arrived at the tavern, and after asking the owner, they found the Forest Arrow Squad sitting in the corner.

Richard immediately noticed one of the men, who was quite handsome and had pointed ears...