"Hi~ beautiful receptionist." "Thank you for the compliment."

"Are you free tonight, girl?"

"I'm sorry, if you don't have any business, please step aside."

In the mercenary guild, a young boy with silver plaits was leaning on the receptionist's desk, flirting with her. Standing next to the boy was a golden-haired girl who looked helpless. But the girl was quite headache-inducing by the boy's behavior; she never expected him to be like this.

"Brother!"

Joan of Arc really seemed like she didn't want to come here. She tugged at Moonless's clothes, reminding him that there were more important matters at hand.

"Sorry, got carried away."

Moonless quickly returned to normal, reorganizing himself and stared solemnly at the receptionist.

"I want to establish a mercenary group."

After saying that, Moonless took out a few gold coins and placed them on the table.

"Please present your adventurer's credentials."

The receptionist patiently went through the process with Moonless, although he wasted a lot of time here. But such things happened often, so they were used to it.

"Um, I don't have one of those."

Moonless didn't have an adventurer's credential, and he was stunned by the question.

"If you haven't applied to be an adventurer yet, you can go to the adventurer's application desk over there and apply first, then come back here for the process."

The receptionist pointed to the front left where there was a desk labeled 'Adventurer's Application.'

"Oh, thank you, beauty. I'll buy you a few drinks tonight."

Moonless also saw the place she mentioned and continued to flirt a few more sentences before leaving.

"What a waste of our time."

As Moonless left with Joan of Arc, passing by the adventurers queuing up, those people seemed to dislike Moonless and even mocked him, but Moonless pretended not to hear and left with a somewhat annoyed Joan of Arc.

"Brother, didn't you hear those people cursing at you?"

Joan of Arc broke free from Moonless's hand, pouted, and looked at him with an upset face.

"Yeah, so what? Do you want to confront them?"

Moonless looked amusedly at Joan of Arc, touched her head, and laughed.

"Joan of Arc, remember, doing that won't get you anything, only trouble."

"So, do we just have to endure it? Even if it's sinful?"

Joan of Arc asked somewhat resentfully.

"That's not necessarily the case."

"Not necessarily?"

"That's right. Although justice may be delayed, it never fails to show up."

After saying this, Moonless gave Joan of Arc a teasing smile.

"Hi~ beautiful, I'm here to apply for adventurer qualification, and so is my sister."

Moonless shamelessly cut in line, instantly causing those in line to register as adventurers to feel dissatisfied. Joan of Arc just wanted to find a hole to hide in, completely unsure if her brother was reliable or not. He could be reliable, but at the same time, he could also be unreliable, a bit flippant, lacking the determination to become an adventurer, even though he had great strength.

"Alright."

Although the receptionist who was registering them felt dissatisfied with Moonless's behavior, she still went through the procedure as usual and helped them get their adventurer's certification.

"This is your certification."

After going through a procedure, Moonless and Joan of Arc successfully obtained their adventurer's certification.

"Ha! F-rank?! Only F-rank?! I refuse!"

After receiving their adventurer's certification, Moonless looked at his own certification and saw that his adventurer's rank was the lowest, F-rank. He couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. Although Joan of Arc's rank was also F-rank, the difference was like night and day!

"As a level 500 character, how can I only be F-rank? I should at least be an S-rank, and if not, give me an A-rank. Why am I given an F-rank?"Moonless took out his adventurer certificate and immediately became so angry that his hands began to shake.

"Brother, it's okay. Adventurer rank can be upgraded, and you will definitely be able to level up."

Joan of Arc sighed and comforted Moonless's disappointed heart.

"Hey, lovely lady, it's me again. Yes, it's me again."

Once again, Moonless cut in line and started chatting with the receptionist.

"Please show me your adventurer certificate."

This time, the receptionist ignored Moonless's flirting and went straight to the point.

"There you go."

Moonless eagerly awaited the result, but in the end, he didn't get what he wanted. The reason why he couldn't form a mercenary group was because his level was not high enough, and he needed to complete at least ten D-rank missions or one B-rank mission. Additionally, his adventurer rank had to be E or above. This made Moonless so angry that he almost overturned the table. If it weren't for Joan of Arc dragging him away, he might have actually flipped the table.

"Ah! Joan of Arc, let go of me, I'm going to blow up this wicked guild!"

Moonless was furious, waving his fists and declaring that he would destroy the mercenary guild.

"Brother, you need to calm down. It's just a matter of level. Let's go and take on some missions."

Joan of Arc earnestly tried to persuade Moonless for a long time.

"Hmph, they can't understand my strength at all. How could someone as handsome as me be defeated by those few prerequisites?"

Moonless boasted arrogantly.

"Joan of Arc, you stay here and meditate. I'll go check the mission board."

"Okay."

Moonless transferred his meditation skill into Joan of Arc's mind and instructed her to wait for him near the guild's fountain.

"Missions, are there any B-rank missions? Yes, found it!"

At the mission board, Moonless desperately squeezed into the crowd and finally stood at the front. He quickly browsed through the missions on the board one by one. Finally, he found a B-rank mission. However, just as he was about to tear off the mission slip, someone else did it first.

"Whoa! Stop! Don't run!"

Seeing his target disappear, Moonless turned around and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl holding the torn mission slip.

The girl saw Moonless chasing after her like a mad dog and hurriedly clutched the mission slip tightly, running faster.

"Principal, there's a monster chasing me!"

When Moonless caught up to her, he saw the girl hiding behind a handsome man dressed in a blue mage robe. She peeked out and looked at Moonless who was approaching.

"I wonder why you're chasing our school's teacher?"

The handsome man squinted his eyes and looked friendly at Moonless.

"Hmph, I saw that mission first."

Moonless pointed proudly at the girl behind the handsome man.

"It seems that you are only an F-rank adventurer. F-rank adventurers cannot take on E-rank or higher level tasks, so..."

As the handsome man explained the guild's rules to Moonless, he seemed to freeze in place halfway through.

"You want to form a mercenary group, don't you? Although completing B-rank missions fulfills the prerequisites for organizing a mercenary group, it's not ideal."

"However, if you don't mind, we can do it together."

The handsome man already knew about Moonless's situation. After all, what happened to Moonless in the mercenary guild today was quite obvious, and many people knew about his attempt to create a mercenary group and almost causing a commotion in the guild.

"Now that you've invited me so sincerely, I'll reluctantly accept."

After being invited, Moonless was fully revived and started feeling arrogant again."Although the director allows you to join our team, we still need to know your specific abilities and skills."

At this moment, a fully armed and muscular man, with a knight sword as tall as him on his back, and a heavy lion shield strapped to his back, stood in front of Moonless, appearing particularly short. The height of the man is estimated to be around two meters. Although his whole body is covered in armor, his well-built muscles are still evident.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

Moonless flashed a playful smile.

"Anytime you want."

The man seemed very confident in his abilities and expressed that Moonless can challenge him anytime.

"Then let's begin."

Moonless raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

"With your weak and feeble fist? I don't think you can break through my defense. Are you joking..."

The man sneered at Moonless' actions, but before he could finish his sentence, a flash of light suddenly appeared on Moonless' fist, and then the punch struck the man's armor like a shooting star.

Bang!

The punch on the man's armor clearly made him feel a strong impact, which stimulated his skin. Even his entire body trembled slightly.

"I didn't expect your shell to be so hard. You even endured several punches infused with my Flowing Light power."

Moonless sounded somewhat disappointed as he shook his right hand. However, his expression did not reveal any disappointment. Besides a smirk, there was no other expression on his face.

"Indeed, you are a warrior? From another continent?"

The man put aside his disdain and sarcasm towards Moonless, and instead looked at him seriously.

"I am indeed from the subcontinent, but I am not a warrior. I am a priest."

Moonless corrected the man's mistake.

"A priest? What's that? Director, have you ever heard of it?"

The man, known for his knowledge, had never heard of the profession called "priest", and asked the director for confirmation.

"Sorry, I've never heard of it either."

The director shook his head with regret.

"What? You guys have never heard of a priest?"

Moonless was dumbfounded. The profession of a priest is quite well-known on the European continent. How is it possible that they have never heard of it? Feeling confused, he blurted out some terms from the game.

"What does it mean to be able to 'heal'?"

"What does it mean to 'support'?"

"What does it mean to 'deal damage'?"

The man, the beautiful man, and the girl were completely clueless about the meaning of Moonless' terms of "heal", "support", and "deal damage". They looked at each other and then turned to Moonless, hoping for a more detailed explanation.

"Forget it, I don't know how to explain it. Just experience it and you'll understand what it means to support."

Moonless was a bit overwhelmed at this point, and didn't want to explain anymore. He directly cast a spell on them that temporarily increased their magical power, causing their eyes to light up.

"Huh? This! Isn't this..."

"Sage."

After a while, the three of them finally realized Moonless' profession, but they were completely mistaken. In the game, sages were purely supportive and couldn't heal or deal damage.

"Which one of you three is willing to sacrifice and cut yourself?"

Moonless put on an indifferent face, already feeling hopeless.

"I'll do it! I have thick skin and flesh."

The man took off his wrist guard, took out a dagger from his waist, and lightly cut his arm. They seemed to trust this interesting and mysterious teenager in front of them, but they were even more curious about what kind of priest he was referring to."You all watch closely, the treatment will heal."

Moonless raised his hand, gathering magic in the palm of his hand and placing it above the wound on the big man's arm. In the next second, the wound instantly stopped bleeding and healed completely, just as good as the arm had been before.

"Sacrifice!"

At this moment, the three of them said in unison, but Moonless rolled his eyes at their behavior.

"Didn't expect you all to have the abilities of sages and sacrifices. I wonder if you all..."

Moonless's abilities immediately piqued the interest of the handsome man, who wanted to recruit Moonless as a lecturer at their school. However, before he could finish speaking, Moonless interrupted him.

"Stop, stop, stop. I'm here to discuss a task with you, not to entertain you like animals."

Only then did Moonless realize that he had almost forgotten the main purpose of his visit today.

"That's fine, we can leave now."

The handsome man was afraid of losing this prodigy, so he quickly agreed to Moonless's request, no matter what it was. As long as he could go to their school.