Chapter 538: A Normal Adventurer’s Guild
I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)
After we completed the procedures at the Academy of Magic, we were now at the Adventurerâs Guild.
ãIt looks, normal?ã
ãWoofã
Fran and Urushi tilted their heads when they saw the Adventurerâs Guild building. They had seen a lot of special buildings in this city, and they were expecting too much from the Adventurerâs Guild.
However, the guildâs building used brick as the exterior, which was quite common in this town. It was almost twice the size of the nearby building, but it was not too huge.
ãLetâs just go inside for the time beingã
ãNnã
ãWoof!ã
When we passed through the guildâs door, we found that the interior was normal too. The floor, the ceiling, the walls, and the reception counter were just as plain as the others.
It was just like any other Adventurerâs Guild, where adventurers were struggling to decide which requests to accept, or negotiating in vain with the receptionist to raise the purchase price of materials.
However, there was one group of people that caught Franâs attention.
ãA lot of kids?ã
ãTheyâre probably older than Fran⦠I guess, they are students at the Academy of Magicã
The boys and girls wore leather cloaks of reasonable quality. On the shoulders of their cloak was an emblem of an upside-down wave. The emblem looked familiar to me. Iâm sure it was on the flag of the magic academy that we had seen on the back entrance.
Some of them were standing in line at the counter, others were looking at the request forms. If they hadnât been wearing the cloaks of the Academy of Magic, I would have thought they were just ordinary fledgling adventurers.
I was wondering if students of the Academy of Magic were allowed to become an adventurer. But I guess, they were allowed to do so since theyâre wearing their cloaks so proudly like this.
ãI wonder why these students would be adventurersã
Well, weâll probably find out about it when she becomes an instructor.
ãLetâs say hello to the guild for nowã
We were going to stay in this town for a while after all. Well, that was, if she doesnât fail the interview though. In that case, as a high-ranked adventurer, Fran needed to report to the local guild to stay. It was not mandatory, but it was recommended for us to do so.
After all, it was important to know the whereabouts of high-ranked adventurers in case of emergency.
ãHeyã
ãYes. Welcome to the Adventurerâs Guild, how may I help you?ã
ãNn. I came to say hello because I might be staying in this town for a while. Hereâs my cardã
ãAah, I see. Iâll take a look at your card thenã
The lady at the reception desk then took the card from Fran. She then looked surprised for a moment. However, she soon regained her business smile.
ãP-please wait for a moment while someone from the higher-ups comesã
ãOkayã
She definitely thinks that she was a fledgling adventurer imitating a high-ranked adventurer, huh? Even so, it was amazing that she continued to respond to us with hardly a smile on her face.
Lately, Iâve been able to tell if the receptionist was a veteran by this kind of first interaction with them.
As we waited in front of the reception desk, I felt a presence approaching us from behind. I thought she was going to the reception desk, but she just stopped behind Fran.
ãHey, you?ã
ãNn?ã
The one who spoke to her was a beautiful blonde girl. She was probably a little older than Fran. She was wearing the cloak of the Academy of Magic and had a sword on her waist that emitted strong magic power. However, all I could see was one thing.
ãUwoooh! Blonde Drill! Itâs a Blonde Drill-san! Moreover, it is decorated! I-Is this for real! I wonder will she laugh at us with an âOh-ho-hoâã
The girl had what was called blonde hair in a vertical roll. It was the first time I had ever seen anything like this up close. She also had the air of a high-class young lady.
I couldnât help but shout out at the sheer perfection of it.
(Master? Whatâs wrong?)
ãAh, no. Itâs just her hairstyle is a bitâ¦ã
(Hair? Itâs blonde?)
ãNo, itâs nothing. But Iâm just surprised that she has such an unusual hair styleã
(Hmmm)
Fran doesnât seem to be interested in this at all. Well, that was obvious. But it was one of the most exciting things Iâve seen since Iâve come to this world after a butler and a maid.
Based on the appraisal, it shows that she was 16 years old. Her name was Charon Lyfaal, so she must be a young lady of nobility. If she was a commoner with this hairstyle, I would have punished her.
In terms of ability, she was probably ranked E as an adventurer. She could handle fire magic and water magic, but both of them were only on level 3, and her melee combat ability was quite low.
Still, she possessed the minimum skills to work outside, such as life magic, presence detection, and survival. It was the same with the other academy students, all of whom had learned skills useful for survival. I wonder if they taught them this at the Academy of Magic.
ãWhat is it?ã
Fran looked at the Blond Drill-san cautiously. She could tell that there was no hostility on our part, but her voice contained slight annoyance, or perhaps a subtle hint of disgust.
ãâWhat is it?â you saidã
The Blonde Drill-san sighed at Franâs words.
ãStudents are required to wear their cloaks when accepting requests from the Adventurerâs Guild. Itâs a violation of academy rules to not doing soã
Apparently, she misunderstood that Fran was a student of the Academy of Magic. And she called out to Fran to warn her that she seemed to be violating the academy rules.
ãYou, whereâs your cloak?ã
ãI donât have it with meã
Well, that was because she was not a student at the academy, so she doesnât have one, but there was a better way to say it, right? She makes it sound as if she didnât bring it with her now.
ãThen I canât just let you go. You must return to the academy firstã
She has still misunderstood her, huh? The Blonde Drill-san then grabbed Franâs arm. It was as if she wanted to remove her from the guild. It was not like her intentions were bad, so Fran was wondering if she should shake her off.
She struggled on the spot to resist her, but the Blonde Drill-san thought of her like she was a child who didnât want to listen. She may be a surprisingly gentle person, as she didnât yell at her in here.
While Fran and Drill-san continued their struggle, a man then appeared from the back of the guild. He looked to be a handsome man in his late twenties. Well, he was an Elf, so it was hard to tell his age from his appearance, but he definitely seemed to have a good amount of experience.
He was a skilled warrior, and his magic power was much higher than that of most magicians. In addition, he was very good at eliminating his presence and seems to have a quite high all-around ability.
The man approached the reception desk rather quickly and whispered to the receptionist. Well, I could hear him though.
ãThe emergency beacon went off. Whatâs going on?ã
Apparently, there was a mechanism where if we do something at the reception desk, something would make a sound in the Guild Masterâs room. This could come in handy in case of robbery. But I donât think any robbers would be dumb enough to break into the Adventurerâs Guild though.
ãAs a matter of fact, a high-ranked adventurer came to report on her stayã
ãOh? Whatâs her rank?ã
ãItâs Bã
ãAnd where she is now?ã
ãThat kid over thereã
Drill-san, who took her hand away once to admonish Fran, and the lady at the reception desk who pointed at Fran who was asked by her with ãGo home then!ã but Fran replied with
ãIâm not going homeã. And the guild master seemed to understand what was going on in an instant.
ãHey, can I have a word?ã
ãEh? Umm, who are you? We still have a business hereã
ãWell, I have some business with her tooã
ãâ¦What kind of business do you have with her? Iâm her guardianã
Drill-san stepped forward to protect Fran. As an upperclassman, I guess she was trying to protect her underclassmen.
The guild master looked like a young man on the outside, so he looked like a suspicious man. But it was no surprise that a low-level adventurer had never met the Guild master.
ãGuardians? Is that so?ã
ãâ¦Noã
ãEh?ã
Fran was troubled for a moment, probably because she felt sorry for Drill-san. She was not very good at talking, so she kind of got her involved with the guild master in a weird way.
ãWell, Iâm Khinabar, and Iâm the Master of this guildã
ãEeh?ã
ãNn. Adventurer, Franã
ãEeh?ã
ãI never thought Iâd see someone with an alias. Youâre welcome hereã
ãEeeh?ã
Fran then bowed her head to the Blonde Drill-san, who was too surprised and stunned to know about her.
ãIâm sorryã
Iâm sorry too, Blonde Drill-san.