The Adventurer's Guild at noon was filled with a lazy atmosphere.
Even energetic adventurers, after making a ruckus all morning, often chose to return to their inns for an afternoon nap before continuing their drinking and boasting in the evening.
With it being summer as well, the scorching weather made people even less spirited. There were few people in the entire guild, and most of the receptionists behind the counters were nodding off.
"Creak—"
The soft sound of the door opening startled the receptionist, whose head had been constantly bobbing, awake. She looked up to find a five-person adventuring party standing before her.
Like most parties returning from the field, they were in rather poor condition—covered in dust and grime, with most of them injured.
Bern carried a cloth sack to the counter where he had accepted the mission. "Hello, we're here to turn in missions E1029 and E1033."
The return journey had taken quite some time. Aside from Lin Mo, everyone had been seriously injured, and even after drinking their limited supply of Life Potions, they still had difficulty moving. It had taken them two and a half days to finally reach town.
Still, the journey had been fairly smooth. They had only encountered a few groups of Goblins, which Lin Mo dealt with easily.
"Please present your adventurer identification..."
The staff member behind the counter immediately perked up and responded with a smile.
A receptionist position at the Adventurer's Guild was stable, well-paid, and came with substantial commissions. It was an excellent job at any time, let alone in these difficult times.
As such, the guild's standards for them were high. Recruitment was not only strict, but their work attitude and efficiency were regularly evaluated as well. If they failed to meet the standards or received too many