Axel, Adventurer's Guild.
In the lively guild hall, the aroma of wine and sweat intertwined. When these five "foreigners" whose painting style was obviously different from the locals stepped into the door, the originally noisy hall became quiet for a moment.
Especially when the group of rude adventurers saw Pheobe walking in the middle, their eyes nearly popped out. As a peerless beauty with the blood of Veela, the naturally charming aura she exuded was simply a dimension-reducing blow to this group of indigenous people who had never seen the world.
"Gudong." Someone swallowed, and his greedy eyes began to wander around her body unscrupulously.
"Humph."
A cold snort sounded. Snape turned his head expressionlessly, and his pair of cold dead fish eyes like Abyss slowly swept across the audience. Even without the blessing of magic, the evil spirit accumulated from killing countless dark wizards still caused the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.
Those adventurers who were about to take action instantly felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured from head to toe. They quickly lowered their heads and pretended to drink, never daring to take another look.
"Hello, how can I help you?" the receptionist behind the counter asked nervously. She has smooth blond hair and a plump figure, and the name tag on her chest reads - Luna.
"Are you the receptionist here?" Hermione walked forward, full of aura.
"Yes, you can call me Luna."
Pheobe whispered to Lily from behind, "This girl is pretty and has a good figure. If Ian were here, they would definitely not be able to help but strike up a conversation."
"It's indeed his thing." Lily pushed up his glasses, "I guess he won't bring back more than one woman this time."
"So confident? He has been very peaceful recently."
"It was strictly controlled. Now if Self is released..." Hermione couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, this is the trouble of being the wife of a consul."
"..." Luna was confused, but didn't dare to interrupt. Who are these people from? It sounds like the nobles of which country are discussing their private lives? Moreover, these ladies look to be in their twenties, so why do they sound like old monsters with decades of experience when they chat?
"Ahem." Professor Flitwick had no choice but to remind these ladies to pay attention to the occasion.
"Sorry, I'm rude." Hermione instantly switched back to the cold queen mode, "We want to register as adventurers."
"Okay, but each person needs to pay a registration fee..."
Hermione frowned. They just came to this world, where did they get the local currency?
"You don't have any money? Do you want to go outside and kill some monsters first?" Lily suggested, his tone as relaxed as if he was talking about going to the supermarket to buy food.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Pheobe flipped up her cascading blond hair, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Look at me."
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the former princess of the Empire walked towards a table of adventurers next to her. The moment she turned around, her originally arrogant expression suddenly turned pitiful, her eyes were reddish, and she even squeezed out a few crystal tears.
"Brothers..." Pheobe's voice was trembling and helpless, "We are travelers from a distant place. We encountered terrible monsters on the road and all our money was robbed... Can you lend us a little money to register? Just a little..."
Coupled with her top-notch Veela charm, these words are simply a nuclear bomb-level attack.
"Here! Give it all to you!" The arrogant warrior instantly broke through and took out all his private money. "Miss, don't cry! Is this money enough? I'll borrow it if it's not enough!" "Take it! This is the money I saved to support my mother in her retirement. I'll give it all to you!"
In just a few minutes, Pheobe followed the same pattern and walked around the hall. When she came back, she already had a heavy money bag in her hand.
"Done." Pheobe wiped away his tears, changed his face like flipping through a book, and even stuck out his tongue playfully, "This primitive way of making money is quite interesting."
Hermione held his forehead. "... As a senior executive of the Empire, can you have some integrity? We can sell more rings than this."
"You don't understand, this is the fun of RPG games." Pheobe threw the money bag to the petrified Luna, "Here, the registration fee."
Luna mechanically took the money, feeling that his outlook on life was shattered. Are these people... aristocrats or professional liars?
Next is the registration process. Luna took out a Crystal ball device. "Please put your hand on it, it will generate your Adventurer Card (Adventurer Card), showing your attributes and potential."
Hermione was the first to step forward.
"Buzz--" The Crystal ball burst out with a burst of dazzling light.
After a few seconds, the card was spit out. Luna picked it up and looked at it, and his eyes almost fell out.
[Hermione·Granger] Intelligence: MAX Magic: immeasurable Luck: MAX Skill: unknown
"Oh my god! All attributes are full?! And the magic value is so high that it can't be measured?!" Luna exclaimed, "You... you can directly transfer to the highest level of great magician!"
Before she could finish being surprised, Hermione had already taken the card and started studying the "unknown skill".
"Is this the Buff we brought with us?" Hermione pointed to the line of small words and analyzed, "A special energy that is both magic and not magic... It can enhance physical fitness, magic resistance, and vitality. The system cannot recognize it, so it shows unknown."
"Then let's call it [Battle Aura]." As Hermione finished speaking, the text on the card actually turned into "Battle Aura".
"This system is quite smart."
Next, the others tested one after another. Without exception, all members had full attributes, and all members' magic power was off the charts. Luna felt that he must not have woken up today. How come there are five of such geniuses who are rare in a century? And they are all in the same group?
"Then, please choose your career." Luna took a deep breath and tried to stay professional.
"I want to be an elemental archer." Professor Flitwick was the first to raise his hand. As Empire's former duel Champion, he has long been tired of playing with the staff. Recently, he is addicted to the VR online game <Wizarding World> developed by the Empire, and has always wanted to experience the feeling of an archer.
"I want to be a great magician." Snape is still the man who focuses on the origin of magic.
"I want to be a cross knight." Lily pushed up his glasses, "The high defense and high blood volume are just right for me to study the attack patterns of monsters."
"I want to be a high priest." Pheobe chose the nanny profession. "Anyway, I have Battle Aura body protection. I don't need to deal with damage. I just need to be beautiful and increase blood."
Finally it's Hermione's turn. "I choose... adventurer."
"Huh?" Luna was stunned, "But madam, adventurer is the weakest profession at the beginning! Although you can learn the skills of all professions, there is no attribute bonus, and the skill points are consumed hugely. With your qualifications, becoming a great magician is..."
"No need to persuade her." Hermione interrupted her, Blink's eyes were shining with data, "For ordinary people, it is a rubbish profession, but for us, it is a magical skill."
Because the "plug-in" they chose is [Quick Growth]. As long as they upgrade quickly enough, the skill points are Infinity's. And the "adventurer" profession can break professional barriers and learn all skills. This means that Hermione can learn the great magician's Explosion Magic, the cross knight's defense skills, the high priest's Resurrection Art...
She wants to build a hexagonal warrior.
"Okay..." Luna reluctantly helped them transfer jobs.
After getting the new card, the five people gathered together and began to discuss it in an extremely professional and academic tone.
"Do you feel it?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah." Pheobe nodded, Blink's eyes lit up with excitement, "The 'skill' mechanism in this world is very interesting. It's like the spell model is directly burned into our DNA."
"That's right." Snape lit a ball of flame in his hand, "As long as you have enough skill points, you can master complex magic instantly without even understanding the principles. This is simply a fool's style of spellcasting."
"This has great reference value for the Empire's bloodline Fusion technology and genetic engineering." Lily quickly recorded on his notebook, "If we can analyze this mechanism, we can mass-produce all-round warriors."
"Most of the Crusader's skills are passive buffs," Lily continued his analysis, "High endurance, high magic resistance, proficiency in swordsmanship... it seems like a perfect human shield template."
"The skills of the archers are also very interesting." Flitwick played with the wooden bow in his hand, "[Clairvoyance] and [Snipe]. Especially for [Snipe], the hit rate is actually linked to the 'Luck value'? Then I am not always on target?"
Seeing these people analyzing their careers with the eyes of dissecting a white mouse, Luna next to him could not understand it at all. DNA? Genetic engineering? What on earth are these people talking about!
"Okay, the theoretical analysis is over." Hermione put away the card and clapped his hands, "The next plan is to earn skill points. We need to go to the wild to farm monsters and figure out how to increase skill points through potions."
"Let's go and give the novice village of this world a little shock."
The five people were fully armed (actually they were just basic equipment to conceal themselves from others) and walked out of the guild gate with a murderous look.
Watching their departing figures, Luna wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She had a hunch that Axel, this peaceful novice village, might be about to change.