Chapter 233: Delis Town Quest Guild
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Chapter 233 Delis Town Quest Guild
"A demi-human?"
For a split second, Tyler was taken aback, but he quickly realized that Heloise was merely a "spiritual tigerman". How could she be considered a demi-human?
Yet, before Tyler could object, Heloise, standing behind him, couldn't resist stepping forward.
"Audacious fool, why do you insult demi-humans? The Apostle of the Nefarious Tiger King can shatter you into pieces anytime!"
The stout man had no time to react before Heloise's sleeve sword was pressed against his throat.
Tyler, who was observing from behind, didn't interfere as he had deliberately let Heloise confront the man.
Tyler knew that Heloise had no intention to kill, but her sharp movements and impressive stance were enough to make the man tremble in fear.
"Hey, why aren't you speaking? The Apostle of the Nefarious Tiger King is questioning you!"
Heloise pressed her sleeve sword deeper.
Under the chilling sensation of the sharp object, the stout man lost all ability to communicate. He disregarded the danger of being cut by the sword and crouched down, shaking violently, his earlier arrogance entirely gone.
Tyler observed this scene, feeling puzzled.
Typically, the front desk of the Quest Guild should have seen all sorts of situations. This man's collapse was happening too quickly. Could he be new? But judging from his appearance and the way he spoke initially, he seemed to be a veteran employee.
Tyler glanced around.
In the hall of the Quest Guild, there were a few bounty hunters scattered about, but they just watched from a distance, showing no intention of helping.
(Level nine swordsman...level eleven blademan...level seven mage...their levels aren't high.)
Considering the overall condition of Delis Town, Tyler began to understand.
This town was quite backward, and its comprehensive strength was probably less than half of Sunny Town.
The Quest Guild here was likely always deserted, which explained the poor performance of the front desk staff.
Tyler looked back at the request board. There were even requests from seven years ago that remained unresolved.
"Heloise, let him go. He's not worth arguing with," Tyler called Heloise back.
After seeing the man's terrified condition, Heloise no longer felt the need to continue her scolding. After all, most places in the Human Alliance discriminated against demi-humans, either openly or subtly.
However, what she didn't expect was that after she left the front desk, Felix kicked over the desk. The loud noise not only attracted attention, but it also made the man, who was hit by the desk, scream out in pain.
"Felix...what are you doing?" Heloise was stunned.
She never thought Felix would act so brutally.
Felix, however, gestured for her to sit down next to him on the bench.
"I'm calling for the person in charge here." Felix calmly gazed at the stairs in the distance, waiting to see who would descend from the second floor.
.
Tyler's previous actions were deliberate.
He wanted to portray himself as a violent figure not to be trifled with, embodying the persona of "Felix."
The principle of "Felix" was that the joys and sorrows of people do not intersect. Therefore, he chose to be selfish and domineering, acting only in his and his people's interests, neglecting the affairs of others.
Sure enough, within two minutes, footsteps could be heard descending from the stairs.
Tyler watched the staircase, identifying the newcomer at the first opportunity.
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Pamela, female, 59 years old, Branch Chief of the Delis Town Quest Guild.
Production Occupation: Farmer - Lv7
Manufacturing Occupation: Carpenter - Lv9
Combat Occupation: Sniper Archer - Lv50
━━━━━━━━━
The one descending the stairs was a woman, her age falling somewhere between a middle-aged matron and a venerable matriarch.
She was clad in a set of faded leather armor, a short sword on each side of her waist, quite imposing.
If Tyler were to guess her age solely based on the basic information, he would call her a granny.
However, looking at her in person, he thought it more fitting to address her as a lady.
For the simple reason that Lady Pamela appeared to be around her forties.
.
"Young man, are you the one causing a ruckus here?"
Pamela, the branch chief, stopped halfway down the stairs, looking down at Tyler from her elevated position.
Unfazed, Tyler looked back at her and calmly nodded.
"My apologies, madam, for the disturbance. Unfortunately, your guard dog here seems to lack the ability to communicate effectively."
Hearing Tyler's words, Pamela cast a glance at the receptionist, then back at him. She was likely piecing together the situation.
Surprisingly, the branch chief didn't appear angry. Instead, she thanked him.
"Thank you for showing restraint. If you wouldn't mind, could you please join me in my office? The young lady with you is also welcome."
"I appreciate your hospitality, madam," Tyler responded, giving Heloise a look.
Then, under the stunned gazes of the other bounty hunters, the two of them ascended to the second floor.
.
Tyler couldn't help but be impressed. Being in charge really made a difference.
Throughout their conversation, Tyler had been observing Pamela's reactions.
Her amiable attitude was primarily due to her recognizing the notable abilities of Tyler and Heloise.
In a talent-starved guild like this, the arrival of two potential Tier 2 individuals was akin to a wolf entering a chicken coop.
Pamela herself was only Level 50, and being of advanced age, it would have been unwise to bite off more than she could chew.
.
In the antiquated confines of the office, the trio took their seats.
The young lady appeared somewhat disconcerted, while the young man remained composed, further convincing Pamela, the Branch Chief, whom she should be engaging in conversation.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Pamela, the Branch Chief of the Quest Guild here. May I inquire as to your names?"
"Pleased to meet you, Lady Pamela. I am Felix, a bounty hunter, and this is Heloise, from tigermen race."
Upon hearing Felix's introduction, Pamela appeared somewhat nonplussed, as the young lady bore none of the distinguishing physical characteristics of a tigerman, save for her strikingly white hair...
(Ah, so that's the case.)
Pamela quickly understood, realizing that the front desk must have mistakenly identified the young lady as a demi-human, leading to an offensive remark, and thus sparking a dispute.
"I am equally delighted to meet you both. Moreover, I would like to apologize for the discourteous conduct of our front desk staff earlier."
Whether the young lady was a demi-human or not was irrelevant at this point. Pamela knew her course of action was to apologize.
The young lady accepted Pamela's apology graciously, assuring her that it was no issue, while the young man merely offered a serene smile, making no comment. n0vElusb.c0m
"So, since you have come to the Quest Guild, are you here to post a request or to accept one?" Pamela inquired.
"Neither, actually. I am here for this."
Felix presented a letter, placing it on the table.
Upon seeing the wax seal on the envelope, Pamela was taken aback, for it was unmistakably the seal of the Quest Guild in Sunny Town.
This meant that the contents of the letter were written by Pamela's first love, Oleg.
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Chapter 233 Delis Town Quest Guild
"A demi-human?"
For a split second, Tyler was taken aback, but he quickly realized that Heloise was merely a "spiritual tigerman". How could she be considered a demi-human?
Yet, before Tyler could object, Heloise, standing behind him, couldn't resist stepping forward.
"Audacious fool, why do you insult demi-humans? The Apostle of the Nefarious Tiger King can shatter you into pieces anytime!"
The stout man had no time to react before Heloise's sleeve sword was pressed against his throat.
Tyler, who was observing from behind, didn't interfere as he had deliberately let Heloise confront the man.
Tyler knew that Heloise had no intention to kill, but her sharp movements and impressive stance were enough to make the man tremble in fear.
"Hey, why aren't you speaking? The Apostle of the Nefarious Tiger King is questioning you!"
Heloise pressed her sleeve sword deeper.
Under the chilling sensation of the sharp object, the stout man lost all ability to communicate. He disregarded the danger of being cut by the sword and crouched down, shaking violently, his earlier arrogance entirely gone.
Tyler observed this scene, feeling puzzled.
Typically, the front desk of the Quest Guild should have seen all sorts of situations. This man's collapse was happening too quickly. Could he be new? But judging from his appearance and the way he spoke initially, he seemed to be a veteran employee.
Tyler glanced around.
In the hall of the Quest Guild, there were a few bounty hunters scattered about, but they just watched from a distance, showing no intention of helping.
(Level nine swordsman...level eleven blademan...level seven mage...their levels aren't high.)
Considering the overall condition of Delis Town, Tyler began to understand.
This town was quite backward, and its comprehensive strength was probably less than half of Sunny Town.
The Quest Guild here was likely always deserted, which explained the poor performance of the front desk staff.
Tyler looked back at the request board. There were even requests from seven years ago that remained unresolved.
"Heloise, let him go. He's not worth arguing with," Tyler called Heloise back.
After seeing the man's terrified condition, Heloise no longer felt the need to continue her scolding. After all, most places in the Human Alliance discriminated against demi-humans, either openly or subtly.
However, what she didn't expect was that after she left the front desk, Felix kicked over the desk. The loud noise not only attracted attention, but it also made the man, who was hit by the desk, scream out in pain.
"Felix...what are you doing?" Heloise was stunned.
She never thought Felix would act so brutally.
Felix, however, gestured for her to sit down next to him on the bench.
"I'm calling for the person in charge here." Felix calmly gazed at the stairs in the distance, waiting to see who would descend from the second floor.
.
Tyler's previous actions were deliberate.
He wanted to portray himself as a violent figure not to be trifled with, embodying the persona of "Felix."
The principle of "Felix" was that the joys and sorrows of people do not intersect. Therefore, he chose to be selfish and domineering, acting only in his and his people's interests, neglecting the affairs of others.
Sure enough, within two minutes, footsteps could be heard descending from the stairs.
Tyler watched the staircase, identifying the newcomer at the first opportunity.
━━━━━━━━━
Pamela, female, 59 years old, Branch Chief of the Delis Town Quest Guild.
Production Occupation: Farmer - Lv7
Manufacturing Occupation: Carpenter - Lv9
Combat Occupation: Sniper Archer - Lv50
━━━━━━━━━
The one descending the stairs was a woman, her age falling somewhere between a middle-aged matron and a venerable matriarch.
She was clad in a set of faded leather armor, a short sword on each side of her waist, quite imposing.
If Tyler were to guess her age solely based on the basic information, he would call her a granny.
However, looking at her in person, he thought it more fitting to address her as a lady.
For the simple reason that Lady Pamela appeared to be around her forties.
.
"Young man, are you the one causing a ruckus here?"
Pamela, the branch chief, stopped halfway down the stairs, looking down at Tyler from her elevated position.
Unfazed, Tyler looked back at her and calmly nodded.
"My apologies, madam, for the disturbance. Unfortunately, your guard dog here seems to lack the ability to communicate effectively."
Hearing Tyler's words, Pamela cast a glance at the receptionist, then back at him. She was likely piecing together the situation.
Surprisingly, the branch chief didn't appear angry. Instead, she thanked him.
"Thank you for showing restraint. If you wouldn't mind, could you please join me in my office? The young lady with you is also welcome."
"I appreciate your hospitality, madam," Tyler responded, giving Heloise a look.
Then, under the stunned gazes of the other bounty hunters, the two of them ascended to the second floor.
.
Tyler couldn't help but be impressed. Being in charge really made a difference.
Throughout their conversation, Tyler had been observing Pamela's reactions.
Her amiable attitude was primarily due to her recognizing the notable abilities of Tyler and Heloise.
In a talent-starved guild like this, the arrival of two potential Tier 2 individuals was akin to a wolf entering a chicken coop.
Pamela herself was only Level 50, and being of advanced age, it would have been unwise to bite off more than she could chew.
.
In the antiquated confines of the office, the trio took their seats.
The young lady appeared somewhat disconcerted, while the young man remained composed, further convincing Pamela, the Branch Chief, whom she should be engaging in conversation.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Pamela, the Branch Chief of the Quest Guild here. May I inquire as to your names?"
"Pleased to meet you, Lady Pamela. I am Felix, a bounty hunter, and this is Heloise, from tigermen race."
Upon hearing Felix's introduction, Pamela appeared somewhat nonplussed, as the young lady bore none of the distinguishing physical characteristics of a tigerman, save for her strikingly white hair...
(Ah, so that's the case.)
Pamela quickly understood, realizing that the front desk must have mistakenly identified the young lady as a demi-human, leading to an offensive remark, and thus sparking a dispute.
"I am equally delighted to meet you both. Moreover, I would like to apologize for the discourteous conduct of our front desk staff earlier."
Whether the young lady was a demi-human or not was irrelevant at this point. Pamela knew her course of action was to apologize.
The young lady accepted Pamela's apology graciously, assuring her that it was no issue, while the young man merely offered a serene smile, making no comment. n0vElusb.c0m
"So, since you have come to the Quest Guild, are you here to post a request or to accept one?" Pamela inquired.
"Neither, actually. I am here for this."
Felix presented a letter, placing it on the table.
Upon seeing the wax seal on the envelope, Pamela was taken aback, for it was unmistakably the seal of the Quest Guild in Sunny Town.
This meant that the contents of the letter were written by Pamela's first love, Oleg.
Chapter 233 Delis Town Quest Guild "A demi-human?" For a split second, Tyler was taken aback, but he quickly realized that Heloise was merely a "spiritual tigerman". How could she be considered a demi-human? Yet, before Tyler could object, Heloise, standing behind him, couldn't resist stepping forward. "Audacious fool, why do you insult demi-humans? The Apostle of the Nefarious Tiger King can shatter you into pieces anytime!" The stout man had no time to react before Heloise's sleeve sword was pressed against his throat. Tyler, who was observing from behind, didn't interfere as he had deliberately let Heloise confront the man. Tyler knew that Heloise had no intention to kill, but her sharp movements and impressive stance were enough to make the man tremble in fear. "Hey, why aren't you speaking? The Apostle of the Nefarious Tiger King is questioning you!" Heloise pressed her sleeve sword deeper. Under the chilling sensation of the sharp object, the stout man lost all ability to communicate. He disregarded the danger of being cut by the sword and crouched down, shaking violently, his earlier arrogance entirely gone. Tyler observed this scene, feeling puzzled. Typically, the front desk of the Quest Guild should have seen all sorts of situations. This man's collapse was happening too quickly. Could he be new? But judging from his appearance and the way he spoke initially, he seemed to be a veteran employee. Tyler glanced around. In the hall of the Quest Guild, there were a few bounty hunters scattered about, but they just watched from a distance, showing no intention of helping. Level nine swordsman...level eleven blademan...level seven mage...their levels aren't high. Considering the overall condition of Delis Town, Tyler began to understand. This town was quite backward, and its comprehensive strength was probably less than half of Sunny Town. The Quest Guild here was likely always deserted, which explained the poor performance of the front desk staff. Tyler looked back at the request board. There were even requests from seven years ago that remained unresolved. "Heloise, let him go. He's not worth arguing with," Tyler called Heloise back. After seeing the man's terrified condition, Heloise no longer felt the need to continue her scolding. After all, most places in the Human Alliance discriminated against demi-humans, either openly or subtly. However, what she didn't expect was that after she left the front desk, Felix kicked over the desk. The loud noise not only attracted attention, but it also made the man, who was hit by the desk, scream out in pain. "Felix...what are you doing?" Heloise was stunned. She never thought Felix would act so brutally. Felix, however, gestured for her to sit down next to him on the bench. "I'm calling for the person in charge here." Felix calmly gazed at the stairs in the distance, waiting to see who would descend from the second floor. . Tyler's previous actions were deliberate. He wanted to portray himself as a violent figure not to be trifled with, embodying the persona of "Felix." The principle of "Felix" was that the joys and sorrows of people do not intersect. Therefore, he chose to be selfish and domineering, acting only in his and his people's interests, neglecting the affairs of others. Sure enough, within two minutes, footsteps could be heard descending from the stairs. Tyler watched the staircase, identifying the newcomer at the first opportunity. Pamela, female, 59 years old, Branch Chief of the Delis Town Quest Guild. Production Occupation: Farmer - Lv7 Manufacturing Occupation: Carpenter - Lv9 Combat Occupation: Sniper Archer - Lv50 The one descending the stairs was a woman, her age falling somewhere between a middle-aged matron and a venerable matriarch. She was clad in a set of faded leather armor, a short sword on each side of her waist, quite imposing. If Tyler were to guess her age solely based on the basic information, he would call her a granny. However, looking at her in person, he thought it more fitting to address her as a lady. For the simple reason that Lady Pamela appeared to be around her forties. . "Young man, are you the one causing a ruckus here?" Pamela, the branch chief, stopped halfway down the stairs, looking down at Tyler from her elevated position. Unfazed, Tyler looked back at her and calmly nodded. "My apologies, madam, for the disturbance. Unfortunately, your guard dog here seems to lack the ability to communicate effectively." Hearing Tyler's words, Pamela cast a glance at the receptionist, then back at him. She was likely piecing together the situation. Surprisingly, the branch chief didn't appear angry. Instead, she thanked him. "Thank you for showing restraint. If you wouldn't mind, could you please join me in my office? The young lady with you is also welcome." "I appreciate your hospitality, madam," Tyler responded, giving Heloise a look. Then, under the stunned gazes of the other bounty hunters, the two of them ascended to the second floor. . Tyler couldn't help but be impressed. Being in charge really made a difference. Throughout their conversation, Tyler had been observing Pamela's reactions. Her amiable attitude was primarily due to her recognizing the notable abilities of Tyler and Heloise. In a talent-starved guild like this, the arrival of two potential Tier 2 individuals was akin to a wolf entering a chicken coop. Pamela herself was only Level 50, and being of advanced age, it would have been unwise to bite off more than she could chew. . In the antiquated confines of the office, the trio took their seats. The young lady appeared somewhat disconcerted, while the young man remained composed, further convincing Pamela, the Branch Chief, whom she should be engaging in conversation. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Pamela, the Branch Chief of the Quest Guild here. May I inquire as to your names?" "Pleased to meet you, Lady Pamela. I am Felix, a bounty hunter, and this is Heloise, from tigermen race." Upon hearing Felix's introduction, Pamela appeared somewhat nonplussed, as the young lady bore none of the distinguishing physical characteristics of a tigerman, save for her strikingly white hair... Ah, so that's the case. Pamela quickly understood, realizing that the front desk must have mistakenly identified the young lady as a demi-human, leading to an offensive remark, and thus sparking a dispute. "I am equally delighted to meet you both. Moreover, I would like to apologize for the discourteous conduct of our front desk staff earlier." Whether the young lady was a demi-human or not was irrelevant at this point. Pamela knew her course of action was to apologize. The young lady accepted Pamela's apology graciously, assuring her that it was no issue, while the young man merely offered a serene smile, making no comment. n0vElusb.c0m"So, since you have come to the Quest Guild, are you here to post a request or to accept one?" Pamela inquired. "Neither, actually. I am here for this." Felix presented a letter, placing it on the table. Upon seeing the wax seal on the envelope, Pamela was taken aback, for it was unmistakably the seal of the Quest Guild in Sunny Town. This meant that the contents of the letter were written by Pamela's first love, Oleg.
