267 Warriors Who Dont Want Money (1/2)
There were about 30 fully armed Orcs whose armor was damaged, unlike the gamers who polished their armor like mirrors. The gamers even used animal oils to protect the equipment. Arthur, who was a serious gamer, prepared whetstones to sharpen his blade so that his weapon could do more damage.
After the Orc shouted, he surveyed the puzzled gamers. Looking at the Houndhead Men, Gnomes, and Goblins, he spat at the entrance of the Guild and muttered to his companions, ”Who are these worthless pieces of trash? Are we able to recruit brave and fearless warriors?”
”I don't know, Captain. They look weak and thin. Can Houndhead Men and Goblins be warriors? Those Gnomes don't look like Magicians.”
An Orc adjutant who was full of dissatisfaction walked beside the strong Orc Captain.
”Apologies, do you require any services?” Evelynn asked.
The fierce-looking Orc spoke only two sentences before he turned and got ready to leave.
Evelynn thought that there was a large order, but when she saw the Orc warriors leaving, she caught up with them timidly.
”Give way. We're looking for real warriors. Let these weak chickens play with their eggs.” The Captain didn't become a gentleman even though Evelynn looked gentle and cute.
Evelynn panicked when the Orcs started leaving. Sherlock had planned for the Adventurer's Guild three days in advance. After several seconds of consideration, he handed the business over to Evelynn solemnly. No matter what, Evelynn had to spruce up the business!
Evelynn inhaled deeply and wanted to stop the leaving customers. She saw tens of creatures walking towards the Guild entrance.
They had superior equipment and firm gazes. With their walking posture, one could sense that they were good fighters with rich combat experience.
The Orcs were blocked by a group of Gnomes and Houndhead Men.
The Gnomes and Houndhead Men had green words above their heads. Below their names was the Guild name, which was Pioneer Alliance.
They were the veteran gamers from the First Beta Testing.
The leaders were four of the richest gamers, Arthur, NotWearingPants, Sylvanas, and BurningChestHair. Peasant wasn't a rich gamer, but he was on close terms with the rich gamers, so he was always with them.
The two groups met each other. The 30 strong Orcs looked warily at the 100 Houndhead Men and Gnomes while the Orc leader looked at Arthur.
While the two leaders gazed at each other, the gamers started their discussion.
”What's up with these Orcs? Are they blocking our way?”
”Are they here to create trouble?”
”Gosh, create trouble? Is that for real?”
”It's highly possible. We have to develop the Plots, such as a group of Orc gangsters appearing and we, the righteous incarnations, destroying them.”
”Can I hack them into pieces now?”
”They don't have health points. We can't attack them.”
”I don't care. Let me try hacking them.”
The Orc Captain laughed heartily. Before Arthur and his group had a chance to react, he turned to the Succubus behind him and said, ”I'm here to seek help. Where is the Guest Hall? Can you bring us to the Guest Hall?”
…
One hour later.
”Thank you.”