The mercenaries kept looking at the bulletin board for hours. By this time, the administrative robots from the floor below, came up to assist them in finding a quest suitable for them. But they vehemently declined the offer.
By this time, the low rankers were getting frustrated beyond any measure. Still, it wasn't like they could have done something about them. Especially since they knew who was backing them up. As for Ashton, he was cluelessly staring at them.
While the other low-ranking mercenaries left, he stayed there. Why would he leave? He was there to take up a job and wasn't going to leave before he got one. However, the longer he stayed there, the more interested he got in the mercenary group.
'Looks like they are looking for a specific quest.' Ashton thought, 'But why? Do they know something and don't want anyone else to know about it?'
