“Something about that guy doesn’t sit Right. I was watching as he walked past, I didn’t feel an ounce of fear, blood lust or anything coming out of him.”

“He’s so weak and stupid that he couldn’t produce any?” Someone asked before bursting out in laughter

Other idiots followed behind and also laughed but some were beginning to catch on and began to pay more and more attention to what the man was saying. He had a point.

“Well, if all he could hunt was a single goblin, what makes you think, the snakes can’t handle him?”

The snakes were a small organization formed, they did evil deeds and stole money from others, the guild had gotten few request to deal with them, but they also had members in the guild, taking the quests and hiding them so they’d stay on the low.

Many adventurers knew about them, but there was no point in getting involved as there were organizations like these in every city, no matter where they went.

Dealing with them would only get them to target you, however an adventurer like the bright-sword or any A-Rank adventurer would have no problem crushing them.

Now the problem came with the reward. High-ranking adventurers didn’t work for free, and many couldn’t afford the pay for them to take the quests, this would usually result in cases where they’d force small organizations to get on the High-ranking adventurers bad side so he’d wipe them out.

But cases like those only continued to become more and more common and that resulted in the A-Rank adventurers paying little to no attention to them because of it. After all, no one liked being used.

And either Way, these organizations only did minor things such as stealing, they knew there was a line which they couldn’t cross such as killing, otherwise they’d be exterminated. All of them

“You idiots!!!” He shouted

The voice resounded throughout the whole room leaving nothing but silence behind

“Don’t underestimate goblins, they always travel in packs! What makes you think someone right in their mind would only take out one and walk away with it. In the first place, how the hell does someone blind take out a goblin!? You know how many people get raped by those god damn things!?” 

They were all speechless, not only that but they felt like complete idiots. They weren’t looking at the bigger picture, the man was right, everything he had said, was right. Down to the last detail.

Now all that was left was to wait and see whether or not his theory was correct or just an assumption, the man didn’t care about the result either way, he was just angry they were underestimating goblins.

However, that very same silence was broken by someone who thought he knew it all. His voice could be heard all through the guild as he asked the question.

“I’m still waiting my turn in the line. Hurry the hell up, why’d you stop?”

Upon hearing this, the tension which was in the air, quickly disappeared as everyone continued to move on with their things. Even the receptionist of the non-priority area, had stopped and listened in, debating whether she should intervene or not. But now she was back in action.

“Thank y-“

The man was interrupted by someone who suddenly, ran into the guild screaming as he did so

“H-HELP!! IT’S COMING!!!” He shouted as he did so

Alarmed, everyone got on their guard. All with the same question in their minds. What was coming? The man quickly stopped and dropped to his knees when he got inside. His arms and legs completely out of breath. 

“Hey-“

One of the adventurers tried calling out to him, but stopped after seeing the state in which the man was in. His eyes and mouth were trembling in fear. He had the look of despair being displayed all over his face. Just what was it that he saw?

“What’s coming?” Another adventurer asked

“T-T-T-The…”

“The?” 

“D-D-Dragon…”

At first, no one took him seriously.

“Dragon? Pfft” The adventurer snorted

He then turned to the man, and with a serious look said. “We don’t have time for your jokes. If you’ve got a problem, set up an emergency quest. You don’t look too good, did you go drinking or something?” The adventurer asked

The man slowly shook his head before replying

“N-No… I’m not joking! I-I woke it up… I woke up the D-Dragon… I’m sorry… I’m sorry-“

The adventurer suddenly grabbed the man by the Collarr, more annoyed than ever. “I Told you STOP JOKING AROUND! We all know that there aren’t any dragons in our continent, they’re extinct! They’re even rarer to find in dungeons!” Shouted the adventurer 

For a moment, the whole room was quiet.

“A dragon? At this time?” 

“Can they even live in the cold?”

“If it’s a snow-dragon, then maybe… But they’re S-Rank monsters which even an S-Rank party can’t handle… It’s probably another fake quest.”

Fake quests were quests submitted mainly for the purpose of killing an adventurer. An adventurer would be targeted and a quest would be made in the chances of the targeted specifically accepting it. Then after they’d be in that area, they’d be assassinated.

“You better not be trying to set us up…” Said the adventurer as the tightened the grip on the man’s Collar.

The man now struggling to both speak and breathe gasped for air as he muttered

“I-I… I’m not… I… Saw it… I-In…”

Suddenly, The Bright Sword walked up to the adventurer who held the man by the collar, and grasped the man’s arm as he said.

“Let him go, let’s hear what he has to say.”

Seeing this, the adventurer clicked his tongue before letting go of the man, causing him to drop straight down on to his knees.

With a smile, the Bright Sword slowly went down to the man’s level and stared at him straight in the eye. He seemed to be a man from the slums who wouldn’t even be able to afford his own pair of clothes. He could see this from how malnutritioned he was however he was properly dressed in a robe.

“This is a rather serious matter, so if you’re lying, I hope you’re ready to reap what you sow.” Said The Bright Sword with the same cold smile