Adventurer of Many Professions

Chapter 58 - 58: Infamous Sylph!

The three of them soon arrived at the bustling Adventurer's Guild. The air was filled with chatter, laughter, and the occasional clink of armor. Adventurers crowded the guild hall, sorting through commission boards or discussing missions over mugs of ale.

Lorene looked nervous as her gaze darted around the room. Her priest's uniform stood out starkly among the rugged, battle-worn adventurers. It didn't take long for the others to notice her, their eyes zeroing in on the fact that she was without a nameplate, a clear indication she hadn't joined a team yet.

A spark of interest lit up the room. Priests were rare and valuable members for any adventuring party, and adventurers began approaching her, hoping to recruit her for their teams.

But before anyone could get too close, Sylph and Raymond stepped forward, their postures making it crystal clear: 'This priest is already spoken for.'

The adventurers, seeing they were out of luck, sighed in frustration, shook their heads, and backed off.

Sylph, clearly pleased with her and Raymond's unspoken teamwork, raised her chin in triumph. Lorene, meanwhile, let out a deep breath of relief. The attention had been overwhelming, and she was grateful for their intervention.

"Over there!" Sylph said, pointing toward the registration counter. "That's where you sign up. Let's get you registered, Lorene. I'll go with you!" She reached out as if to take Lorene's hand.

"Ah, no, it's okay! I can do it myself!" Lorene said quickly, waving her hands nervously. Despite her initial nerves, she didn't want to rely too much on others. Her training had emphasized the importance of self-reliance; priests were meant to support their teams, not burden them.

"Are you sure?" Sylph asked, raising an eyebrow.

Lorene clutched her magic wand tightly and nodded firmly. "Yes, I can handle it."

Sylph hesitated, still looking unconvinced, but Raymond stepped in. "Let her go. We'll stay here and keep an eye on things."

With a small sigh, Sylph relented. "Fine. But I'll jump in if anything goes wrong."

Lorene smiled gratefully at Raymond, then turned and made her way to the registration counter. The two watched her from a distance.

Raymond, meanwhile, silently observed. He knew Lorene was shy and timid, prone to getting overwhelmed in crowded spaces. If she couldn't handle a simple registration process, how could she face monsters or life-or-death situations during missions? Yet, seeing her determination to go alone gave him hope. Lorene was clearly trying to overcome her weaknesses, and that effort made Raymond feel a little more at ease.

It didn't take long for Lorene to finish the registration. She returned holding a shiny new nameplate, the mark of a "White Porcelain Level" adventurer, her face glowing with excitement and pride.

As the trio prepared to regroup, a team of four adventurers descended from the second floor. One of them, a tall archer with a longbow slung across his back, spotted Lorene immediately. He nudged his leader with his elbow and whispered excitedly, "Boss, look! A priest just registered and doesn't seem to have a team yet!"

The man he called "boss" wore light armor and carried a thin-bladed sword at his side, the hallmark of a swordsman. Following the archer's gaze, his eyes brightened.

Their team of four, a swordsman, an archer, a warrior, and a magician; was well-balanced in almost every way. They had close combat, ranged attacks, and magic covered, but they were sorely missing one crucial role: a priest.

Finding an unteamed priest was notoriously difficult. Most were snatched up immediately after registration, and the competition to recruit them was fierce. The team had just been promoted from Black Iron to Bronze Level earlier that day, yet their

Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and retreated, his teammates following behind, their heads hanging low.

"Hmph!" Sylph snorted, wrinkling her nose as she watched them flee. She turned back to Lorene with concern in her eyes. "Are you okay? They didn't scare you too badly, did they?"

Lorene exhaled deeply, placing a hand on her chest to steady herself. "I'm fine… just a little startled."

"Good," Sylph said, still clearly irritated. "Honestly, though! How clueless can they be? Everyone else could tell you were already with someone. They should've known better."

She huffed, brushing a strand of hair from her face, but as she did, her gaze shifted to someone nearby. Her expression changed instantly.

Not far away, Raymond stood frozen, staring blankly in their direction, his expression unreadable.

"Hey!" Sylph called, narrowing her eyes. "Raymond, are you just going to stand there like a statue, or are you going to come over and help?"

Raymond blinked, finally snapping out of his daze. With a sheepish shrug, he strode over, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"Sorry," he said, his tone light. "You seemed to have everything under control, so I didn't want to interrupt."

Sylph rolled her eyes, but Lorene couldn't help but laugh softly. The tension melted away as the three of them regrouped, ready to move forward. The incident was over, and with Sylph's fiery defense, it was clear that no one else in the guild would dare approach Lorene anytime soon.