Professional.
To ordinary commoners who might go their whole lives without ever coming into contact with any Transcendent Power, there seemed to be no obvious difference between them and ordinary adventurers.
They wore the same heavy, expensive armor, fought and killed the same dangerous Monsters, and earned the same generous income a commoner could never save up even after years.
Only now and then, when they saw those high-and-mighty adventurers, who seemed not to put even the knightly lords in the castle in their eyes, show envy and awe on their faces when they mentioned related terms, would they vaguely sense the difference between the two.
And when they threw down the hoe in their hands, picked up a Longsword, faced a Monster's roar up close and felt the warm rush of air as it charged at them, felt the sticky sensation of blood trickling down their cheeks, watched with their own eyes as teammates who had been with them day and night were torn to pieces by monsters, and traded hard-won Gold Coins for expensive liquor to numb their nerves, only then would they finally understand what "Professional" truly meant.
Compared with the uncertainty of bottom-rung adventurers, at least to the vast majority of organizations on the Aifala Continent, if a person obtained a Profession Level, the increase in his strength was only the most insignificant part of it.
What mattered more was that he had achieved the breakthrough from "0" to "1" on the path of the extraordinary.
To a certain extent, becoming a Professional, even if only the most basic lv1, represented a relatively stable, attainable bright future.
It also meant he truly had value worth cultivating.
The Adventurers Association was a "colossus" that spanned the entire continent, its sphere of influence almost absurdly vast.
Its own