This of course was all to make it easier for her to hand it in for someone to inspect the parts for him to collect the reward.

And as she held on to his ring her hand began to shake nervously and in fear from the responsibility, so much that she had completely forgot to ask about the illusion.

“R-Right, I’ll hand it in for someone to inspect the monsters, then w-we’ll give the ring back with a-all the parts and our o-offer… W-would that b-be good enough?” She whispered.

Some people in the room with good hearing, heard it, and wondered why she made such a big deal over a goblin ear. However they thought it was just a mistake on her or their side and ignored it.

One however, didn’t he continued to watch their conversation with a somewhat intrigued look. He was a swordsman and rather well known at that.

Short smooth blond hair with ocean blue eyes and an Armour made of a special type of metal covered his body. It was hard but flexible at the same time, a special type of ore that many wanted.

He was a skilled swordsman and probably the strongest there, One of the higher-ranking A-Ranks. They called him, The Bright Sword. That was because he possessed one of the holy swords in existence, a real one that that. Just like another knight the young man had met at the beach once.

That man now showed interested in the young man despite not being able to see anything thanks to the illusion, but to the young man this was unaware attention so he quickly turned to the bright sword with slight hostility.

He couldn’t attack him as he was another adventurer and he had a right to look, but it was none of his business and nothing in the rules said he couldn’t be threatened.

The two stared at each other face to face, when suddenly The Bright Sword instinctively looked away. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt that if he continued to stare, his life would be on the line.

“Well… Have it your way, if you don’t want me to look, I won’t.” He said with a smile

And as he took another sip of the orange juice he had in his cup, he let out a deep breath.

“Looks like we got another strong one… I wonder if I could beat him.” He muttered

But he wasn’t in the mood nor physique to try it out. “I’m too tired today, maybe another day.” 

“I-I’ll be back.” Said the receptionist before quickly walking over to one of the rooms at the back and nearly tripping over as she did so.

The young man then looked at the staircase which led to the 2nd floor as he waited. On the second floor there mainly resided the guild master if he was even in on this day.

Then, still uninterested. The young man stood quietly as he waited, when suddenly, unwanted attention began to make it’s way towards him.

It was a group of four. They all wore rather high-quality fur coats and seemed to be Strong. Just from looking one experienced could tell that they were B-Rank, not only from their magic flow, control and gear, but from the way they acted.

Many C-Ranks would start to think highly of themselves after finally being promoted to B-Rank. These guys were one of them.

The leader was rather tall, he carried magic enchanted daggers on his waist and had both a cocky look and attitude being emitted at all times.

He didn’t seem that muscular and his short slick pink hair seemed to be a fake wig from how badly it was treated. He was most likely their leader.

“Finally that girl is gone… Now I can have a little fun.” Said one of the guys

“Hey, you. Come outside.” Said their leader as he placed his hand on the young man’s shoulder.

However, the instant his hand went into contact with the young man’s shoulder, he felt a chill go down his spine as his instincts screamed at him to let go. However, he ignored it, and pushed on. After all, who would be scared of someone blind.

“Oh wait, you can’t see… Hey you, guide him out.” He said so as he pointed at the other member in his group.

The member nodded before grabbing the young man by his hand and pulling him outside

“Don’t fight back or act like you’re struggling, or we’ll kill you.” The leader whispered in the young man’s ear.

Everyone did nothing but watch, as they dragged the young man out of the guild. They all knew what was going to happen to him, get his ass kicked and get robbed. Nearly everyone had gone through it in their life.

It was his fault for carrying all of those luxurious and high quality items despite not being able to see. He was going to get stolen sooner or later if he kept that up, so many thought perhaps it would be better for him to learn it the hard way.

Not to mention an adventurer needs to know how to stick out for himself, so he only had himself to blame.

With that thought process, they all let the young man leave. And after he left, some began to mutter amongst himself.

“They wouldn’t really hurt a blind guy, would they?”

“Shouldn’t we have stopped them?”

“A man’s got to look out for himself, leave them be.” Said another man who had remained leaned with his back onto the wall during the whole time.

He was the tallest and most muscular looking guy there. A big yet fit body builder, would have been the perfect way to describe him. He stood by the entrance and simply watched as the young man was dragged out.

He was also one of the people who didn’t laugh at the young man’s goblin ear, or rather, he didn’t find it funny at all.