Mercenary Guild, Redan City, Southeast Duchy of Alexander.
Around ten in the evening, within the luxurious, spacious premises of the Mercenary Guild, where the seemingly unending night of booze and smiles were contagious, Zero, along with the two maids, Azel and Olivia, arrived at the receptionist's desk.
"Uh, Young Master, is it just me, or most people's gaze are aimed in our direction?" Olivia asked, somewhat finding such attention to be nervous-inducing. On the other hand, Azel's gaze swept past the premises, seeing some people murmuring among themselves. But witnessing these regular customers' expressions, Azel heaved a sigh of relief, "It just means we are new faces here and there's no ill will, I suppose."
Then, a moment or two later, Liana, the Vampire receptionist, who was currently crouching behind the arc-shaped sturdy wooden desk, as though she was looking for something, blindly addressed the new ones in queue.
