Three days has passed since the briefing. Today was the promised day of the expedition. Countless adventurers were causing a ruckus inside the guild hall. The newbies were gobsmacked by the sheer amount of veteran adventurers coming and going, filling up the halls of the guild. Jacob, Marco, and Trish looked around the area and sighed.
Trish with furrowed brows opened up her mouth, "Any signs of the two of them?" She asked her two companions. The two shook their heads, "Nope. Knowing the both of them. They're probably still hungover from drinking last night." Marco said with a sigh.
Jacob shook his head, "With the amount of people right now? It's impossible to even catch a glimpse of those two." He said with a frown. "Should we ask around?" Trish said sheepishly."
