As the mission board was implemented, the members of the Eyes of the Dark Knights excitedly lined up to take on various missions. Some preferred to go alone, while others formed a party, eager to tackle the challenges together.
As they perused the mission board, some of the members couldn't help but notice the F-rank missions that seemed more like menial tasks than heroic deeds. One member, a burly man with a thick beard, let out a laugh as he read a mission to find a lost cat.
"Looks like we're gonna be the Dark Knights of cat rescue," he chuckled, nudging his friend beside him.
His friend, a petite woman with short black hair and a mischievous grin, quipped back, "Better get your milk bowl ready, big guy."
Another member, a tall and lanky man with glasses, couldn't hide his disappointment as he read a mission to trim a messy garden.
"Seriously? We're supposed to be saving the world from evil, and they want us to do some gardening?" he grumbled.
