In the Gon Butcher Guild.
"Our mission is not to stop the giant but to evacuate the survivors!"
Unlike the other buildings, the guild was still standing strong. Guild Master Gon wouldn't let his own guild be easily shaken. Inside the hall of the guild, almost all of the Riskers were there.
"Go! Save as many people as you can and you will be rewarded! For every commoner you save, you get one cren! For every noble, you get five giant crens!" as soon as the Guild Master dropped his hand, war cries resounded and Riskers stampeded out of the guild.
One giant cren is equivalent to ten crens or one thousand bronzes. One life for one cren seemed so little but the Riskers' job is as easy as carrying as many people as they can to the safe area and bring them to the healers.
