Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

Chapter 699 Becoming Adventurers!



"S-So you want to become adventurers… Uh huh…"

The receptionist, a blonde human girl with pale blue eyes glanced at us with a face filled with disbelief, and a bit of fear too… Our team was huge and rather intimidating.

"Yeah, can\'t we?" Asked Acorn, sitting over Mark\'s shoulders. "Angelina said we could."

"Do you dislike our kin so much, human?" Wondered Nieve, giving the girl such a sharp glare that it felt as if the temperature around us lowered dramatically. "Perhaps I should simply slice her throat, milady?"

"Eep!" The receptionist started to tremble as she stepped back.

"W-WAIT! Don\'t say that in front of her." I stopped Nieve and pushed her back as gently as I could. "I\'m so, SO sorry about what she said! W-We just want to become Adventurers to gain some… err, money?"

"Hmph. If milady says so…" Nieve sighed, quickly sheathing her rapier back, YEY still glaring at the girl angrily…

Sheesh, I know she\'s an Ice Fairy and all, but does she has to be this much of a cold girl?!

"A-Alright…" The receptionist sighed, feeling slightly better because I used my magic to heal her nervousness a bit. "A-Anyways, you seem to be Players, and these people have… some sort of Player Title? I guess its fine, as you\'re the Gods\' chosen."

So if we weren\'t players she wouldn\'t had even let us register? Yikes…

"So first of all, you need to fill up these papers." She said, slowly bringing them out one after another, and giving them to each one of us. "Please be careful not to burn it…" She said while trembling as she gave the paper to my intimidating boyfriend.

"Don\'t worry, my flames cannot burn as long as I don\'t want them to." Mark grabbed the paper and started reading it. "So we put our names, birth dates? And what else… Specializations and guilds, I see. What about our Status?"

"It will be automatically registered in this ball over here, once you fill up the papers." Said the girl. "You\'ll touch this ball and then we\'ll connect it with our magic artifact that creates registration cards. The information on the papers will be instantly sent through Mana Waves to the artifact."

Wow, it\'s really more advanced than I imagined. We filled up the papers with whatever we could add. Our birth dates was a bit too much so we just made them up, and then it also asked where we lived… We tried to not lie about that, although it might surprise her.

"Alright, all done. Now, each of you one after another, please touch this magic crystal, gently." She said, glaring at Nieve and Mark.

"Okay." I nodded, doing it first.

FLAAASH!

A bright light emerged from the crystal, as my basic information appeared, it didn\'t specify anything except an estimation of my stats, some of my skills, and an estimated race? It didn\'t even said I was an Yggdragon! Is there some sort of Title protecting my information from NPCs?

"Dryad, alright… This is my first time seeing a Dryad." She said. "I\'ve heard they eat men that wander into the forest… Is it true?"

"Of course not…" I sighed.

"R-Right…" She nodded. "Next?"

Like that, we all registered, one after another, until we had to pay a hundred gold coins for each registration, and we were given copper-colored cards, they were Adventurer Cards, and they were all registered as F- Rank, the lowest Rank.

"So, to raise your Rank, you must accumulate merit doing quests." The girl explained. "You can accept quests up to two ranks above you. And remember that if you don\'t complete five quests per month, your license will be revoked and you\'ll have to pay for the registration again. Oh, and if you fail a quest, you\'ll have to pay a fee too."

"Geh, this guild seems more unfair than anything." Rita complained, crossing her arms. "Is this a job or something? I thought it was going to be cool and chill."

"I-It is a job, miss." The receptionist was a bit pissed off. "Anyways, come with me."

She walked out and then moved to a place on the adventurer guild building, our huge party gaining the glares of every NPC that was an Adventurer over here. Some were still shocked over our appearances, others glared at us with anger, some remained calm, and others were simply curious.

There were some Players walking around too, but they didn\'t even cared about us. I guess I wasn\'t recognized as Planta because of the clothes I was wearing, making me resemble a completely different person.

Usually in my livestreams, I wear my basic Dryad clothing, which are slightly revealing, but right now I\'m wearing a big dress, fairy wings, some spirit wood armor, and even a hoodie made of leaves, so my appearance is not as easily discernable.

"This is the Quest Wall; you can pick up a variety of Quests that get refreshed almost every day." The girl explained. "Simply take the paper, bring it to me, and then I\'ll register you. Once the time limit is up and you haven\'t completed it, you\'ll pay a fee for taking away the opportunity for someone else to do it."

"Oh, so that\'s why you pay for it!" Said Lily, nodding. "I get it, missy! So what do we pick, team?"

"Hmmm…" Mark started glancing around, as the receptionist swiftly sneaked away from us, without having anything more to explain. "It would be nice if we can do some quest related with our objectives here, so we can earn merit and find clues."

"Right…" I nodded, glancing at the available quests. "Goblin Extermination, Herb Gathering, Cow Milking, Slime Extermination… Hmm, they seem a bit lame."

"Hey, how about this one?" Asked Brisingra, suddenly pointing at a ragged piece of paper, that seemed very old, it has been months since anybody picked it up.

"Oh?" I glanced at the paper and read what it said. "Looking for someone to help at the forge… Little experience needed, but don\'t be a brat or I\'ll beat you up… Ember Blacksmithing Family Forge. Huh, this is- Oh!"

"Yes, it might be related with the blacksmith we were looking for." Brisingra nodded. "How about we go check this one first?"

"Alright!"


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