The Adventurer Hall was packed with people.
The layout of Canopy Town's Adventurer's Guild was much the same as Grayrock Town's, with both buildings divided into two floors.
The center held a spacious quest bulletin area and public service counters, while the second floor was a zone only Professionals could enter.
Unlike Grayrock Town's rugged, utilitarian style, however, the guild hall in Canopy Town was decorated with many potted plants. Lush green vines climbed the stone pillars, creating a scene brimming with vitality.
Broad-leafed spider plants, brightly colored moth orchids, and various ferns whose names no one could identify were also cleverly arranged in the corners, on the windowsills, and along the partitions. They brought a rare freshness and natural air to a space that should have been filled with the smell of sweat, slightly easing the tension that ought to have hung in the air.
At that moment, the first-floor hall was filled with adventurers.
Warrior Apprentices in worn-out leather armor, Ranger Apprentices carrying bows, Mage Apprentices embracing staffs and discussing things in low voices, and newcomers covered in dust who had perhaps just arrived from distant towns were all packed into the hall.
They gathered in groups of three or five, whispering among themselves and exchanging hearsay and information of unknown origin. Their voices were kept low, forming a buzzing background hum.
The recent disturbances in the Emerald Forest had undoubtedly drawn the attention of many low-level adventurers. Even though many of them had never been to Outpost No. 11 and had no intention of having anything to do with the border outpost, that did not mean its fall had nothing to do with them.
In fact, it could affect everyone's lives and adventures.
The most direct impact, and the point discussed most often, was that the number