Chapter 72: Request

Chapter 72: Request



Drip, drip-the rain started to slowly fall, tapping against the window with a calming rhythm. At the villa's cozy-looking office, which also acted as a small library, Digby read through a mystery novel with a cup of tea in hand.

As he took another sip, suddenly a knock resonated throughout the room.

"Come in." Digby said roudly, closed the novel, and put the cup of tea down on the desk.

The door opened, and a well-armored guard entered the office with a low bow.

Digby's eyebrow rose. "You're on guard duty, are you not? Did something happen?"

"We have a person on the front gate that claims he received an invitation letter." The guard said.

"An invitation letter?" Digby frowned. "In the past few months, I have only sent one letter..." His eyes slowly began to widen, but he then shook his head, thinking that it wasn't possible. "Did you get the person's name?"

The guard looked awkward and scratched his head. "I forgot to ask..."

"That's fine." Digby stood up, fixing his jacket. "I'll go."

The guard nodded, and then, with Digby, they left the office and walked down the hallways until they arrived at the front yard. There, they saw a guard standing awkwardly with a young man standing under a small tree that was planted in the yard, trying to shelter himself from the rain.

"Guild Master!" The guard, who waited with Adam, bowed respectfully.

"Mm." Digby roughly nodded and turned to Adam, looking curious. "May I see the letter? I don't recall sending any invitation letters."

"Of course." Adam pulled it out of his pocket and handed it over to the red-haired guild master of Crimson Hound Mercenaries.

Digby removed the envelope, which had been previously ripped open, and started reading through the letter.

His eyes looked baffled, as if he couldn't believe what he was reading.

"May I see your mercenary card?" Digby's heartbeat started rising, and he pocketed the letter. "It's not that I don't believe your identity, but..."

"That's not a problem." Adam pulled out his mercenary card and handed it over to him.

Digby checked it out and saw the S-letter adorning the Recruit spot.

"Adam Palestar, the newly crowned S-ranker..." Digby gave him the card back and felt the rain fall on his head. "Can we continue this talk indoors?"

Hearing that name, the second guard's eyes widened in shock, and he turned to his friend. His friend shrugged his shoulders, equally surprised.

Digby stood up from his chair and walked over to the window, watching as rain poured down from the dark clouds above.

"Crimson Hound's new generation isn't looking that strong." Digby said with a heavy voice. "Knoxx is looking promising, but others are not so much. I also believe that you won't stay with us forever, isn't that right?"

Adam nodded and said, "I appreciate the opportunity to learn from you and grow, but I also have my own path to follow."

"Haha." Digby laughed and scratched his scarred cheek. "I like your honesty. To be honest, I just sent the invitation letter out of courtesy. I never expected you to accept it.

"It brings some unwanted trouble to our guild, but I'm sure we can handle it."

"We?" Adam raised his head with a smile.

"Welcome to Crimson Hounds." Digby turned to him and nodded. "It's not everyday you get

to teach an S-ranker."

Adam sighed in relief and nodded with a slight smile. "Thank you, but... I also have a favor to

ask. Consider it an investment."

"What is it?" Digby sat back down and crossed his legs.

"May I get 100,000 E-Dollars in advance?" Adam said a shocking request.

"Hmm." Digby considered the request carefully before responding. "You have financial troubles that might hinder your ability to log in constantly?"

"That's right." Adam said. "If I receive that, I don't ask for monthly pay for the following

year."

Monthly Pay—each mercenary received a pay once a month, depending on their rank. It was why some guilds couldn't just hire everyone they could get their hands on.

The strong mercenaries cost too much for some smaller guilds to afford, so they had to carefully select who they hired.

"That's not needed." Digby waved his hand. "You'll receive your monthly pay as well as this small investment. It is not a big request. Other S-rankers have made far more ridiculous requests, but they've also joined Tier 1 guilds, who can afford it."

"I appreciate it." Adam said with relief. 'And now I have enough money to pay off the year's

rent in advance and also have money left to purchase a new VR Pod.

'This Bronze VR Pod limits my abilities far too much.'