The Association had always been crowded throughout the year. Many people turned in their formalized pleas, countless adventurers came in and out to take care of their quests, and numerous staff assisted both parties with continued professionalism. Business thrived and no sign of it slowing down because danger appeared on a daily basis and help was in constant demand. Today was like any other. However, there was an occurrence that managed to grab their attention, halting their activities for a while.
Alfraed was going to treat adventurers that had their magic circuits broken. Initially, the young man insisted that the treatment would only start after his new branch opened and conducted it there. Nevertheless, the acting branch master, Balthazar, relentlessly asked him to start sooner as they had a long list of ex-adventurers that wished to return. Hence, here he was, complying with his threat, err, request.
"... Ms. Welsh, may I confirm something?"
