Chapter 434: Joining the group (1/2)

The registration center looked to be the place where most of the guards worked and stayed at. It was kind of a dorm for them. On the way there, they saw several knights that were stationed around the place. However, they were all wearing different equipment than the regular empire knights.

Which was making Sylvia unsure if this was a private organization within the empire or if it was really related to the empire. Inside there was a reception room, a waiting area with seats, not many people were being recruited into the place so there was no line for the resignation and no one waiting inside.

There were a few forms on the desk that they needed to fill in. The form asked certain questions about where they were raised from, who their family members were, and if they still kept in contact with them. Of course, all the information Sylvia and Martha provided was fake. Even if they did find out, it wasn't real, it wouldn't be too much of a bother for them in the first place.

After all, they were high officials in their own kingdom. It wasn't exactly like Ray would give in to any demands from the empire.

The man behind the desk glanced over the information and then looked at the two girls. ”You'll have to hand your equipment over to us as well. There will be no need for that here.”

The girls looked at each other, unsure. The equipment they had was quite top tier, especially Martha's bow, which was a king tier item.

'”It's just a formality, we will keep it in the storage room for you. From time to time there may be arguments as such, and we don't have the time to also be dealing with fights in this place. So we would rather lessen the damage to a minimum. There are quite a few low-ranked adventures here who were never able to make a living, so it wouldn't be fair to allow them to carry their weapons amongst the rest of the people here.”

”If you change your mind and decide to leave this place, will give you back your equipment as well.”

The two girls didn't really have a choice. Slyvia gave her advanced tier sword along with her shield, while Martha handed in her king tier bow, an advanced dagger she also carried. They were however, allowed to keep their armour on.

Roy had nothing on him to give and was fine how he was, however, he did notice something when the girls gave their equipment in, and that was the level of equipment. Maybe these men who worked behind a desk and whose job was to recruit people couldn't tell, but Roy could.

The level of gear the two girls had handed in wasn't something that anybody could obtain, especially the bow. He had a feeling that the girl's reasons for being here might have differed completely from his own. The look in their eyes was different from the others. The people here had already given up, become complacent, but these girls.

The problem was, he was deciding should he stay well away from them, or find out what they were trying to do.

There were a few more things they needed to do before they were registered, they needed to have their weight and height checked and do a bunch of basic strength tests. While doing, they noticed a desk that was stationed not too far away. As they were wrapping up, they could see another man enter into the registration area and approach the desk. The three of them were listening in to their conversation greatly.

”Hi, I would like to give my weeks' notice and leave this place.” The man said, as his eyes darted around him, looking to see if someone was following him.

”Certainly, I can process that for you, do you mind telling us why you are leaving?” The staff member asked.

”I feel like if I stay here, I might end up staying here forever. I want to go back and try to reconnect with my family, change my life.” The man replied, rubbing his arm back and down.

”If you'd like we could try to contact your family and bring them here?”

���No!” The man snapped back, but then realized what he had done. ”I mean, it's okay. If I could just leave, then that will be fine.”

The worker filled in some paperwork and gave some papers for the man to fill in.