Authority amongst the adventurers was established in the blink of an eye as the receptionist dragged in the two Mythril Ranked adventurers by the ear.
"You little shits, don't you have any sense of responsibility?"
Most adventurers were on their knees with their heads down as the receptionist continued tearing them a new one. Behind her, the three Branch Managers I had seen during the examination, along with a young man with long hair and a brown overcoat were also standing with their heads lowered. My master and the manager of Deep Down Town's branch met my eyes and hid behind the other three.
I didn't make a move since I didn't want to be singled out by the receptionist.
"Idiots. Don't you know the Crown Prince and the Imperial Princess themselves wanted to assign you your roles? Do you take all this lightly?"
"U-uh... Ma'am," the man in the brown overcoat tried to placate the receptionist with careful gestures. "Maybe it's alright now—"
"Shut up, vice guild master."
