Woon and Arth continued their journey through the wild woods and winding trails, the sun dappled through the trees and a soft breeze whispering through the leaves. The occasional encounter with goblins had turned into little more than live-fire practice sessions for Woon, who eagerly tested his magic on the hapless creatures. Fireballs lit up the forest, stone bullets cracked through the air, and each skirmish ended before Arth even needed to draw his sword.
Their peaceful trek was suddenly broken by sharp cries echoing from deeper within the woods.
"Did you hear that?" Woon asked, alert.
Without hesitation, the two darted toward the noise. As they emerged into a clearing, they found a girl clad in light adventurer gear, desperately defending a wagon from a pack of snarling wolves. Her companions lay lifeless on the ground, the air heavy with the stench of blood and desperation. She swung her blade in shaky arcs, her knees buckling from exhaustion.
"Arth!" Woon shouted.
Arth shot forward like a bolt of steel. In a single elegant motion, he slashed through the entire pack of wolves, cleaving them apart with a brilliance that froze the girl in her tracks. Her eyes widened in shock, and as the danger vanished, so did her strength. She collapsed into unconsciousness.
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Time passed.
The wagon rocked gently. Inside, the girl stirred. Her eyelids fluttered open, her senses returning. She sat up with a start. "Huh? Where did the wolves go?!" she cried, alarmed. Her eyes darted around until they settled on a young boy and a stoic knight sitting beside her.
"It's alright now," said the older wagon driver seated nearby. "These gentlemen took care of the beasts."
The girl's memory clicked into place—the flash of a blade, wolves falling like wheat before the scythe.
"That was your doing?" she asked, turning to Arth, awe and disbelief mixing in her voice.
After Woon calmly explained what had happened, she finally relaxed, her breathing steadier.
"Ah, right! I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Diana Warfir, sixteen years old, D-rank adventurer. Nice to make your acquaintance." She gave a polite bow.
Hearing her age. Woon
glanced at her chest, then quickly looked away, thinking, Aren't those a bit too developed for sixteen? I guess that's one of the perks of transmigration...
They continued their journey in relative peace, chatting occasionally. The landscape shifted gradually, trees thinning out as signs of civilization crept into view.
Through their conversations, they find out that the city they are headed to is named Bahamara, one of the biggest trade cities in the Aldrehed Kingdom. In Aldrehed many different species live in harmony. Since Elves, dwarves, beast folks and humans all have a common enemy demons.
And naturally, where there are demons, there are heroes and demon kings."
Woon rubbed his temples. Sounds like a setup for trouble... I'll have to tread carefully. One misstep and I might get dragged into things I don't want to deal with.
As thoughts of planning filled his mind, the city gates finally came into view.
Once near the entrance, Woon and Arth stepped down from the wagon and bid farewell.
"Thank you again," Diana said, bowing deeply. "I'll never forget this favor. I'll repay it someday, I swear!"
The wagon rolled off.
#After that at the gate....
"Halt!"(g)-(guard)They gets stopped at the gate by the guards
"Do you have identification?" he asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
Woon and Arth had prepared for this.
Before coming, Woon had already made arrangements with Arth. As Arth stands out a lot with his armour on, so he made him wear plain clothes.
"We were attacked by monsters. Our horse bolted with our belongings, including our IDs. All we have left is some coin. Could you make an exception just this once."
Seeing Arth's condition and a kid with him the guard
"Okay then 10 coppers for the adult and 2 for kid for entry, and make sure to get new Id's as soon as possible, or you may get into trouble."
Arth handed over the coins. With that, they entered Bahamara.
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After they gets inside...
"Finally," Woon sighed in relief. "No more sleeping in tents. A real bed!"
"Don't get too comfortable," Arth reminded. "First, we need to register with the Adventurer's Guild."
They made their way through the bustling city streets and soon arrived at the grand stone building that housed the guild. Inside, adventurers moved with purpose. Some browsed quests, others handed in reports, while a few simply chatted over drinks.
They approached a receptionist who had just finished assisting a previous adventurer. She glanced at Arth's modest clothing and was about to dismiss him—until she noticed his powerful frame and posture. Her demeanor changed immediately.
"Excuse me, miss," Arth began politely. "We'd like to register as adventurers."
With a smile "Definitely, it's easy for you."(r)-(receptionist) She glances at Woon "But do you also want this kid to be registered as an adventurer?"(r)
"Yes, is there a problem with him also joining?"(k)
Receptionist flusters "Um.. how old is this kid."(r)
"10, why?"(k)
"The minimum age requirement for joining as an adventurer is 14, so he can't join yet."
As Arth was Dumb founded, Woon tells receptionist "then just register my father."
The receptionist nodded and handed Arth a form. He filled it out quickly and returned it. She then brought out a crystal ball.
"Place your hand here. It checks for any past criminal records, especially murder."
Arth complied. The crystal remained still.
"All clear, you can remove your hand now."
She brings out Arths card
"Here's your new guild card, it can also act as identity proof."
Arth takes the card and looks at it
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Name: Arth Rank: F
Species: Human
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After giving Arth his guild card, she begins explaining about some stuff related to guild rules and system
"Everyone starts from F-rank. Once they do a certain number of jobs, they advances to E-rank and so on. Ranking system is in order from F>E>D>C>B>A>S rank, anything higher comes under the category of Legendary rank."
She looks towards Arth
"Since you have just joined you will start from the bottom, F-rank. You have to do quests and work your way up. Quests are posted on the bulletin board, you can choose any quest that catches your fancy equivalent to your rank."(r)
Thus she continues to explain a few more rules and procedures
After she finishes explaining everything
"And that sums it up. If you may any queries in the future you can always ask them at the reception desk."(r)
Arth nodded and glanced at Woon. The boy returned the gesture.
"We'll be in your care," Arth said, and they left the guild.
Woon grinned. "Now that that's done, it's time for our next stop: the Merchant Guild."
The two looked at each other, nodded, and shouted together:
"Onward to the Merchant Guild!"
To be continued.....