The next morning, Ainz, who was calling himself Momon now, opened the guild's door.
After entering the building, he saw the counter where three ladies received adventurers with smiles. There were warriors in full body armor, agile looking people with a bow and dressed in light armor, people in priestly attire accessorized with religious symbols... and magic chanters with long robes and staffs.
There was a large door to the left and a notice board to the right. He didn’t see them yesterday, but there were several parchments pasted on it and groups of adventurers were talking in front of them.
Feeling annoyed by the scene and the parchments, Ainz approached the counter.
Many looked at the bronze medal on Ainz's neck and he could feel them gawking at his entire body, similar to the atmosphere at the tavern yesterday.
Ainz observed these adventurers from the corner of his eyes. The medal on their necks were made of silver and gold, there were no copper medals. Feeling a bit out of place, Ainz walked up to the counter.