Since he was finished with his business in Rhodium, Weed went to the Church of Freya. Freya was the symbol of abundance and prosperity so Rhodium had a very large temple.
The reason that Weed returned to the Church of Freya was because, due to his contributions in returning the holy relics, he was free to use any of the teleport circles in any of their churches in the Versailles Continent.
“We are humbled to welcome you. Great benefactor of our church.”
Weed was welcomed by the senior priests.
“I wish to use the teleport gate.”
“As you wish. We will begin the preparations. However, are you aware that they High Priest has been requesting to see you?”
“The High Priest?”
Weed was puzzled. The quest was already finished once he returned in the Herrera Grail. He could not find a reason for the High Priest wanting to see him.
“Do you know what has happened?”
“The High Priest said that you have to search the Valley of Death to find clues to restore the honor of king who is buried there.”
“What do you mean the king’s honor...?”
“The royalists have been accused and insulted because of what happened to their king so the High Priest want a great adventurer like Weed nim to obtain the truth and restore the king’s honor.”
“I am not such a great adventurer.”
“It seems that the High Priest thinks otherwise. Also since Weed nim has already been to the north once, it is better to have someone who already has experience in the area to go.”
Weed could guess what kind of quest this once from the description.
‘It’s going to be at least an A rank quest.’
The High Priest was waiting to give him another great quest like the one to defeat the Immortal Legion.
‘The quest of this level. It was pretty bad when I fought against the Legions of Undead. Even if I’m higher level and I’ve slowly increased by sculpting skill.’
Weed immediately shook his head.
“I’m not interested. Please send me to the Plains of Despair instead.”
He needed to get back to his party.
The senior priests gathered their mana to operate the teleport gate.
In Rhodium, the Cold Roses Guild accepted many people into the expedition. A total of 160 people!
Except for about 30 artisans, roughly 120 people were combat type classes.
“This will not guarantee success since this is going to be a difficult adventure and everyone has to be prepared.”
Oberon clicked his tongue.
No matter what, having novices did not matter. It was more stable if there were only high level users.
Most of these people were obviously going to raise their levels and try to obtain rare items from dangerous hunting grounds.
Drum had a joyful face since he also expected to reap large profits from it.
“It’s going to increase the probability of success isn’t it?”
“Yeah, but the increase of the number of mercenaries in the expedition will also increase fraud.”
“Since it’s going to be difficult, having the mercenaries will be a great help in case of an emergency.”
“The only ones that are going to be of any use are the ones that are more experienced and higher level than the rest of these people.”
All the people joining the Cold Roses Guild brought in a large amount of money. Most were participating simply for the adventure. However, it greatly increased the strength of the expedition.
“But where did these replacements come from?”
Since Oberon was wondering, Kerberos explained.
“Did you know that recently there have been some people that have become quite famous by challenging strong people?”