34 Hell nah,dude!?
The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene. The just-risen sun shone softly on the large wall in front of me, bringing with it a flurry of early-morning activity.
"Let's go." Marylin said,
Right now, we are near the border wall. We decided to go to the Balcker Forest for some further activities, but Marylin hasn't mentioned any of them or informed me about our lesson today.
We were walking a little near the entry/exit gate when we were stopped by one of the guard members; this fellow was armed with a long sword hanging around his waist and a mithril breastplate and headgear that covered his entire face.
"ID." He just sent these words and kept looking at us—no more conversation, just his usual work.
"Here is my guild ID, and this boy is with me-." Marylin flashed her guild ID in front of the guard and was about to tell him that I was going out on her responsibility,
"Here is my one," I also pulled my new guild ID,
"When?" Marylin's face was the clear definition of the word "confusion."
He took a brief look at both of our IDs and made a way for us to pass through the gate.
"I'll tell you later. Now let's get outside." I stepped forward, and Marylin followed behind me.
Once we were outside the town, I explained to Marylin how I got my guild ID and became an adventurer yesterday. Of course, we're leaving that whole fight with goons out of the conversation.
"Oh, so you signed up for the Demacia Guild.well,It's the only guild in this town, so it's normal, but if you had told me, I'd have recommended you to the guild that I am signed to." Marylin was not satisfied with my choice of guild, as she suggested to me the guild she is in. Well, it's not like it's a permanent guild; I can breach the contract on my own accord.
A person can sign a contract with a guild even if they live thousands of miles away from the place where it is located, but you can't sign a contract with multiple adventurer guilds at one time.
If it's noticed by the Grav Kingdoms Adventurers Administration, then there is a heavy punishment for that.
"Which guild are we talking about now? Demacia is the only guild in Sephra; that means your guild must be located in another town, right?" I asked, even before I saw her guild ID; it was different from mine; it's made of some silver-coloured metal with many different types of engravings on it.
"Yes, it's from the guild <The Black Wings.> It's located in the capital; you must have heard about it; it's pretty famous all across the kingdom." Marylin stated nonchalantly,
"Are you talking about "The Black Wing"? I asked, There's no way we are thinking about the same guild, right?
"Yes," Marylin replied.
"The one that ranks at fourth position in the top five of all adventurer guilds in the kingdom and ranks twelve in the world rankings." This time I was very specific in my request.
"Yep, that one, I joined there like when I was nineteen or something." Marylin kept walking while telling me that she is a member of one of the top guilds in the world that never accepts anyone who is below a five-star mage or warrior, and that too at a beginner level.
"Now I don't work on a daily basis, and they don't kick me out because of my previous achievement," Marylin said.
A guild master can discard the agreement if the adventurer is not working or reporting on a regular basis. It's quite surprising that The Black Wing is letting Marylin stay even if she doesn't work.
"What kind of achievements has she made to get such special treatment?" I thought.
"How were you going to recommend me? As far as I know, The Black Wing only accepts adventurers above the level of four stars, and for your kind information, I am still just a one-star mage." I spoke these words.
"Oh yes, I didn't think about it.Well, then, I'll recommend your name when you are a five-star mage."Marylin said as she kept walking in the direction of Balcker Forest. She is pretty insistent on putting my name up there,
She seems sure that I'll become a five-star mage, but the bitter truth is that there are many humans who cannot get across the four stars because of their bloodline potential; only a handful of thousands can reach beyond it. I am sure that Marylin is one of them.
Also there is that thing where the previous owner of this body died when he was just a three-star mage,I am pretty sure that he would've progressed a lot if not for his weak brain.
.....
"We are here!" Marylin was excited when she was met at the entrance. It was a huge arc made of interwoven vines and branches, with a sign that states its name,
[The Balcker Forest.]
We entered the forest by following the trail left by others, and the moment we stepped inside, the whole view shifted completely.
"Wow!" I was the one who broke the silence.
"Pretty, right?" Marylin asked,
"Yeah, this is different from what I imagined, but much better." I was pretty convinced that this was going to be a place where nothing but fallen trees and dead mana beasts would be lying around, but
The Balcker Forest beckoned us into its pulsing heart, and the dawn's light had not yet lanced the lush green sward. A sepulchral silence overhung the hallowed ground, and a finger of supernal light poked through the misty mesh.
The grass was crispy under our feet. We looked up, and the trees were skyscrapers tall. Hares were scampering away from us up ahead. Wood sorrel flecked the blanket of grass. We walked in and out of shady glades. The peace of the morning was soothing to the soul. The forest's smell was fresh and organic.
Songbirds sang, bringing the forest to life.
Majestic trees stood serenely, awash in a tender glow. The glory of the forest was revealed in the birthstone-bright light.
"Now again, why are we here?" I asked, and Marylin didn't tell me the reason why we entered a place where, for some reason, people are not allowed without permission.
"Hunting! You are going to hunt a Thragtusk." Marylin responded,
"Huh?who?" I mean I heard the name incorrectly,
"A Thragtusk,You are going to hunt one for me." Marylin repeated herself,
I was not able to process her words clearly; she wants me to hunt a C-rank beast.
But when I processed then I was,"Hell nah,dude."
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[A/N: hell nah,dude? That not how you talk to your elders Ren.]
