Chapter 18: World Mercenary Federation

Levi left the government-controlled spire and, having eaten the meal that was provided for free and decided to head toward the WMF—the World Mercenary Federation.

The WMF was a place where followers of gods, who either lacked enough members to create a sanctuary or preferred to operate independently, could register themselves and gain certain benefits otherwise inaccessible to common people.

One might wonder why Levi, a demonic follower, would consider registering with the Mercenary Federation. The answer was simpler than one might think: money!

Levi didn't have a single penny to his name. Forget traveling to the Favored Academy, which was halfway across the world—he couldn't even afford his next meal.

Although he did have the spatial ring that he had picked up from the fat boy - Levi didn't dare to sell it fearing that he may get caught.

So Levi's first goal before making his way to the favored academy was to make enough money to not worry about his day-to-day expenses.

Another issue was that his citizenship watch, the lowest grade of the kind which he had brought with all his hard-earned money, had broken during a battle.

It wasn't a major concern as he could repair it or buy a new one if he had the money, which was still problematic.

While there were always options of going back to work at the government factories for another two years or just robbing someone - both were incredibly risky and Levi neither had the time nor the powers to do that.

Joining the Mercenary Federation, however, had its perks.

First, they didn't require members to reveal their secrets—the only requirement was that one had to be a follower of a god. And since they didn't demand disclosure of which god was being followed, Levi could easily register as a mercenary.

The Mercenary Federation only cared about skill; as long as someone could complete one of the posted missions, they didn't concern themselves with personal details.

Another significant advantage was access to Bliss Portals, controlled by the WMF. Registered individuals were granted a specific number of free trips between Earth and Paradise based on their rank. This was exactly what Levi was aiming for.

First, he was eager to test out his trait ability, Demonic Transformation.

Understanding the situation, the receptionist did something with the device mounted on the desk before her. A second later, a projection appeared in front of Levi.

"Please go ahead and fill this out," she said.

Levi nodded. Although he was concerned since others could also see the projection, he didn't mind as he wasn't revealing anything secret.

He focused on the form. It was simple, asking for details like his first name, last name, age, and any affiliations. The section for his patron god was optional, as were fields for his watch connection ID, rank, skills, and traits. Levi promptly filled in his watch ID—a 12-digit alphanumeric code—ignored the rest, and clicked the submit button.

The receptionist checked the device to ensure all required fields were filled, then turned to Levi.

"Thank you. Please proceed to the basement, where your power level and other authentications will be registered. They will also explain the next steps."

Levi nodded and made his way toward the elevator. Though there were stairs leading down, he wasn't about to take them, not after noticing he had to go down four floors!

Soon, he found himself in a waiting room where several others were also registering as mercenaries. There were three men and one woman already present and waiting.

Levi chose a corner seat as he was not interested in conversing with others, and it seemed like even they were also not interested in making conversation as they simply watched him sit before returning to their own silence.

Not long after, a woman wearing the insignia of the Mercenary Federation—a design featuring two crossed swords over a coin with incredible detail—entered the room.

She called out a name, and in response, a man waiting with Levi stood up and followed her out. Levi observed, understanding he would have to wait his turn.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. One by one, the others were called, and soon it was Levi's turn.

"Levias Drake! Please follow me," the woman called.

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