"The Astraea Familia is back!"
The Guild suddenly became lively.
As one of the most prominent Familias during the Great Feud, the Astraea Familia's expedition drew significant attention.
Although their strength remained obvious to everyone, the Dungeon was inherently cunning and cruel.
No matter how strong a Familia grew, the possibility of an accident occurring during an expedition never dropped to zero.
On the contrary, that probability remained terrifyingly high.
"There were nine commissions in total, and all of them have been completed!"
"The mandatory commission is confirmed complete: subjugation of the 27th Floor Monster Rex, Amphisbaena!"
"It has also been confirmed that the subjugation party sent earlier failed... and was completely wiped out."
When the Guild staff learned the previous subjugation party met such a grim fate, they all showed expressions of regret and sorrow.
...
Inside the interview room—
Rayleigh looked at the Guild employee sitting across from him, whom he was meeting for the first time.
He explained the matter of the Enhanced Species, formally reporting that a latent threat might still remain on the floor.
He grew increasingly convinced that an unknown monster capable of completely masking its aura existed.
It had been there at that exact location, yet managed to escape right under his nose.
"You are saying the Enhanced Species used a Magic Sword against you?"
The Guild employee wore a shocked expression.
At the same time, he also looked somewhat doubtful.
Although Enhanced Species indeed possessed intelligence far beyond ordinary monsters, he had never heard of one wielding a Crozzo Magic Sword or something similar.
And besides...
"According to your report, you took a direct hit from a Magic Sword, and you still survived?"
In the employee's mind, a Magic Sword was a super-weapon meant to kill in a single blow.
If someone suffered a direct hit from a Magic Sword, forget Adventurers—even large-scale monsters would have their heads blown off, or half their bodies blasted into pieces.
And yet Rayleigh looked completely lively and uninjured, acting as if nothing serious had happened.
Not even a high-grade Elixir could easily explain that kind of recovery.
"It's not a matter of simply surviving. To be honest, against an attack of that level, I just blocked it with my physical body. It was really not a big deal, any Level 5 Adventurer with decent Endurance stats could probably replicate it."
Hearing Rayleigh speak in such an easygoing, indifferent tone, the Guild employee desperately wanted to retort loudly—
'But you are only a Level 3!'
Reaching Level 3 was already an amazing feat, sure, but that was a literal Magic Sword!
The Guild employee pushed up his glasses and sighed, feeling deeply troubled.
Still, he truthfully recorded exactly what Rayleigh reported on the parchment.
Then, at that exact moment, he suddenly remembered a crucial detail—he still had not registered this young Adventurer's name.
"Ah, sorry. I just arrived here recently, and I'm still not very familiar with the administrative work yet. May I ask your name?"
"Oh, my name is Rayleigh."
"Ah?"
"What's wrong?" Seeing the Guild employee's confused expression, Rayleigh quickly realized the issue.
The new clerk probably did not know how to correctly spell his name.
So he raised a hand, condensed Reiryoku at his fingertip, and traced his name directly in the empty air.
That casual display of Magic left the Guild employee clicking his tongue in sheer amazement.
Seeing that stunned reaction, Rayleigh guessed this person had recently migrated here from outside the city walls.
Because of the brutal war against Evilus, the Guild had suffered heavy personnel losses too.
This period marked a severe shortage in administrative hands.
As a result, they transferred in several newcomers from outside Orario to fill the gaps.
For many young, ambitious elites in the outside world, concepts like the center of the world, Gods, Adventurers, and Heroes served as irresistible temptations.
"Mhm, Rayleigh of the Astraea Familia, understood, I will write it down."
"Wait."
"Hm? What is it?"
"Not the Astraea Familia, i belong to the Hephaestus Familia," Rayleigh corrected the employee's assumption.
Because he departed on the expedition and returned alongside the girls, this employee naturally mistook him for a member of the Goddess of Justice's faction.
"Eh? The Hephaestus Familia? My apologies, I assumed you were affiliated with the Astraea Familia."
"It's nothing to worry about."
The Guild employee quickly filed Rayleigh's personal information into the logbook.
Upon reaching the end of the form, he discovered he had missed one mandatory field.
The Alias field.
When the person being registered was an upper-class Adventurer, their official alias had to be recorded alongside their basic information.
Now then, the Guild maintained strict etiquette rules—a clerk could not directly ask an Adventurer for their alias.
After all... forcing someone to declare their own dramatic title out loud as a self-introduction felt like a public execution for many people.
It resembled a humiliating punishment game!
So, in order to protect the Adventurers' delicate pride, when it came to this specific step, the employee had to cross-reference the alias himself using the official registry.
Of course, if the Adventurer was a famous, powerful figure within the city, there would be no need to check the books at all.
Those were the bright, righteous figures everyone recognized and every child wanted to become.
'Let us check the registry of upper-class Adventurers in the Hephaestus Familia...'
'There it is.'
'Let's see, Rayleigh of the Hephaestus Familia, alias is...'
'Huh?'
The Guild employee's eyes suddenly widened in sheer terror.
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he stared at the name in the registry, and the alias written immediately beside it.
[Yotosai]
'That man demon who achieved a one-thousand-man kill count by himself during the brutal war against the Evilus remnants!?'
Rumors stated that multiple eyewitnesses personally saw him execute the Evilus executive known as the "Fanatic," then grind the corpse to dust and scatter the ashes.
His execution methods were described as extremely terrifying!
'And that legendary killer is actually this easygoing boy sitting right in front of me?'
The Guild employee completely panicked internally.
'My attitude just now... did not seem all that respectful, did it?'
(Actually, it was fine.)
'This is bad!'
'I am going to be killed!'
(He absolutely was not.)
Rayleigh looked at the strange Guild employee sitting across the desk, feeling genuinely puzzled.
'Why does this guy's expression keep shifting like that?'
"I-I..."
"Am I cleared to leave now?"
"Ah? Ah, yes, yes, you are completely cleared to go."
"Thanks for the hard work. See ya!"
Rayleigh politely thanked this new employee, who at least seemed to take his desk work seriously, then stood up and exited the interview room.
Inside the quiet room, the only person left was the Guild employee, currently sweating profusely.
'Huh.'
'Why did it feel like... he actually is not that scary of a person?'
'Seriously.'
'My pants almost got wet just now!'
...
Thunk.
After exiting the Guild headquarters, Rayleigh met back up with the Astraea girls.
Together, they brought the extra monster spoils gained from the expedition toward the exchange office.
Of course, they were not going to exchange the rare materials at the Guild's counter.
After all, the Guild strictly offered the standard market price.
They provided no premium bonuses.
For the exact same rare item, private buyers across Orario would definitely be willing to pay a hefty premium.
For example, if they sold Amphisbaena's dragon liver directly to the Dian Cecht Familia, they could easily secure an additional one or two million Valis.
So naturally, handing such a treasure over to the Guild's exchange was out of the question.
In the end, after equally dividing the standard Valis earnings among themselves, the group secured the dragon liver and marched straight toward the Dian Cecht Familia's medical facility.
The moment they entered the pristine lobby, they spotted Airmid Teasanare wearing a deeply worried expression.
She stood holding a thick medical tome in her arms.
"Airmid, we came to sell some rare materials."
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