Several months later, in a city within the kingdom of Elysium, a young man stood before a grand edifice emblazoned with 'Adventurers' Guild.' He took a deep breath before stepping inside. For someone who had spent his life on the outskirts of the kingdom, being here was a lifelong aspiration.
Tables were arranged methodically where adventurers shared moments of camaraderie, engaging in light-hearted banter with a glass in hand. The establishment served not only as a job center but also merged with a bar dedicated to providing respite for these wandering souls.
Attractive female attendants greeted them with warm smiles, efficiently catering to their needs. The young man himself could gaze at them for hours, even days on end without tiring. However, he shook off this diversion, realigning his focus on the true mission at hand.
To become an adventurer.
Before him were four counters, each overseen by individuals known as guild staff. They not only offered guidance but also lent emotional support and motivation to adventurers working with the guild.
Adventurers' earnings were subject to a ten percent guild commission—a typical practice within such business models. The youth began assessing which counter might best assist him in securing work here, noting that each was attended by an enchanting woman.
Upon approaching the first counter, the guild staff there swiftly rebuffed him. In her eyes, the young man showed little promise, his statistics falling below average.
Biting his lip, he moved to another counter only to face rejection once again. Filled with indignation, he sat outside the guild, brooding over his fate.
If only he had strength, he wouldn't have to endure such humiliation.
Lost in thought, he was suddenly confronted by a girl standing before him. She was clad in knightly attire of white and blue, her long blonde hair cascading freely, restrained only by clips at either side.
A beautifully engraved longsword was fastened to her waist.
"Are you alright?" she inquired.
"Ah, yes," was his awkward response. Though she seemed a year younger than the fifteen-year-old boy, she had already achieved the rank of knight. Whether by royal lineage or exceptional ability, she was undeniably impressive.
"I'm Vivia Legal. If you have a problem, I can offer you assistance," she declared, puffing out her ample chest and patting it with her hand.
The young man observed her intently, briefly averting his gaze when Vivia glanced back.
Vivia responded with a reassuring smile.
"You've not given your name?"
"Forgive me, my name is Aksa. Pleased to meet you... I've just been ousted by the guild."
"Ousted? That's unacceptable... I'll have to teach them a lesson."
"Wait, why are you upset?"
"Of course I'm upset. You came here in quest of livelihood and they dismissed you. What if you can't find work outside and die of starvation on the streets?"
"You're very forthright... Besides, I'm the one lacking strength, they're not to blame."
The girl halted as a thought struck her.
"What if you come with me to the frontier town of Antares? I've just been transferred there as the new sentinel. If I'm not mistaken, there's a welcoming guild that doesn't fuss over weak statistics. You could earn your living there, Aksa."
"Is that so, Miss Vivia?"
"Indeed, but from now on, please call me Vivia."
Aksa nodded in agreement.
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