The Adventurer's Guild is the same as always.
At worst, it has deteriorated slightly due to the ravages of time.
No, I remember it was always like this.
All eyes were on us when we entered.
How nostalgic.
Last time after a short act, we had the place in an uproar.
Thankfully, Ruijerd soon got in the act and we avoided a mess.
Soon, everyone lost interest.
A party of Long Ear Race and Human might be exotic, but a few rare specimens don't deserve the attention.
We head to the front desk and exchanged some Asura coins with Magic Continent ones.
Around 100 Green Mineral Coins worth, but I collected them without double checking.
Back then, I'd check the contents of my wallet everyday, even if there's only one or two pieces left. I have really changed.
No, I'm just a tad more affluent than before.
Also, we issued a request to the Adventurer's Guild for Kishirika's whereabouts.
"Petite girl, purple hair, bondage wear, self-proclaimed Great Empress of the Demon Realm. In particular, she habitually laughs like a maniac."
Since it's a search, ratings are low, but the reward is high.
I stick the request on the job board. Suddenly, I noticed at the edge of the job board an aging petition from the Fedoa Region Search Group.
The search group at Milis has already been disbanded, yet this petition still remains.
The contact person is still Paul at the Holy Kingdom of Milis.
At this rate, wouldn't someone end up traveling all the way to Milis for nothing?
I return to the front desk and change the contact to Alphonse at the refugee camp.
They probably will still accept refugees there.
Although my residence could work as well, honestly, I don't want to take care of people I don't know.
"Well, we're done here."
"Now what?"
After Cliff asked, I spent time thinking about our next move.
Of course, we shouldn't just sit around and wait. It's better if we do some digging ourselves.
We'll spend a week here collecting information.
Look for help and do leg work on our own, search carefully.
Ultimately, the Adventurer's Guild job request is just a safety net in case we missed Kishirika somehow.
"First, collect intel."
I check my surroundings.
A man walks up towards us.
A horse faced man.
I remember this guy well.
It's the guy that trapped us.
It's all his fault that we got kicked out of the city... well, not all his fault.
I know as well, back then, we broke the rules.
"Yo!"
The horse faced man, Nokopara, just like before, comes chatting full spirited.
To a guy like him, making conversation with new faces is part of the job.
Despite what I think, the person he's greeting is not me, but Elinalise.
"Long time no see! You and Roxy split up?"
Elinalise looks at Nokopara in surprise.
Not long after, probably when it finally clicks for her, she claps her hand.
"Ah, from Roxy's old party."
"...Eh?"
Roxy's old party?
What?