"Oh, good morning, boy. I didn't expect to see you first thing in the morning." Old man Clay said as soon as he entered the guild through the door, It's his shift now.
"Good morning. I am here to take a look at some quests that I can accept, but I think I am late." I returned the greetings.
I am right now at the Demacia guild. The guild is open for like 24 hours a day, and their work never stops. Even if there are no staff members in here, we can still accept the requests since it's just reading them and getting the job done, and then we can come back when they are available here to give the rewards.
I am standing in front of the bulletin board that is supposed to have the list of quests suitable for a D-rank adventurer like myself, but every request I am interested in is already stamped with a guild seal indicating that it was completed.
