My bloodline is so eager to improve.

"In reality, the temples of the six great gods of the kingdom will send priests to each adventurer's guild's stronghold on a rotating basis."

Otherwise, how do you think a group of young girls could intimidate those barbarians?

The previous priest sent here was the goddess of lights.

I heard that he was attacked by bandits during his term and unfortunately died, which is why I took office ahead of schedule.

Eileen was in a bad mood all day because of this, after all, this could be considered working overtime!

As Eileen recounted her story, Otto felt more confident and immediately told her about his experience the previous night.

But to everyone's surprise, after hearing Otto's words, Eileen couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Your King Thorn didn't just disappear, it was clearly sacrificed by the goddess!"

Eileen explained it simply to Otto.

"The goddess of light, Felicity, is also the lamplighter of the River Styx and a guide for the lost."

How can accepting guidance not come at a price?

Eileen stroked her chin, carefully examining Otto.

"It is said that the blessings of the goddess Felicity are very wondrous; the more precious the coins taken away, the more types of mist one sees."

The black mist that represents the path of chaos.

White mist representing the path of order.

The red fog symbolizes danger.

The blue mist symbolizes good help.

I remember that the High Priest of the Goddess of Light, like you, had two Golden Thorns taken from him. In their place, he could see three kinds of mist besides the blue mist.

Eileen patted Otto on the shoulder, a look of relief on her face.

"Blessing is definitely a plus, and I imagine that this will attract even more adventurer teams to join our ranks."

I'll register you later.

As Eileen spoke, she began searching for the registration form.

It's important to know that whether it's magic, blessings, or special skills, these are all important indicators for evaluating adventurers.

The more abilities Otto can demonstrate, the higher his evaluation as an adventurer will be.

Of course, as Otto's guild guide, Eileen would receive even more commission.

Incidentally, Eileen also gave Otto a brief explanation of the so-called path.

"The great power of the mortal world forges the path to the extraordinary, which is broadly divided into the path of chaos and the path of order. If you are interested in an extraordinary profession, you will eventually embark on one of these paths."

However, compared to their current clueless path to the extraordinary, Otto and his 'animal friends' are even more confused about the current situation.

"Why can I see all kinds of fog?"

Otto felt that something was off about this blessing.

Thinking of the attack and death of the previous priest of the Light who was stationed here, Otto felt that this blessing was somewhat heavy.

With that in mind, Otto only reported three types of fog, excluding the blue fog.

This will also help to prevent some people with ulterior motives from coveting it.

While Eileen was registering Otto, Otto decided to go out for a walk and continue to train his Lamp Eyes.

Otto hopes to test the maximum duration that the Lantern Eye can maintain once activated as soon as possible.

This will also make future adventures easier.

But unsurprisingly, the moment Otto stepped out, the four-colored mist swept over again.

Otto managed to regain his balance with great difficulty.

He knew this was a necessary step.

He spent a full two Golden Thorns to obtain this blessing.

He'd already spent the money, so he insisted on adapting to the goddess's 'temperament' no matter what!

Thinking of this, Otto immediately went to the bar area in the corner of the hall, found a table and sat down to avoid the discomfort caused by the severe dizziness.

But just then, the big guy who had fought with Otto yesterday walked over carrying two glasses of ale.

"Hey kid, wanna talk?"

The big guy was about to say something, but before he could open his mouth, a tremendous force came from beside him.

He kicked the big guy aside.

"Move aside, I was here first."

Michael ignored the big man's reaction, roughly snatched the two glasses of ale from his hands, and placed them in front of Otto.

He looked directly into Otto's eyes and gave a wide, uninhibited smile.

"Young man, interested in joining my adventurer squad?"

Chapter Eleven: The Dwarves' and the Guild's Proposal

Michael stayed in the Adventurers' Guild lobby today specifically to wait for Otto.

How could I possibly let that good-for-nothing get ahead of me?

Taking this opportunity, Michael immediately introduced himself.

"You can probably guess from my height that I am a dwarf."

Although I didn't obtain a suitable extraordinary profession, my skills are quite good, and I run a forging workshop and inn in town.

Before Otto could even speak, his animal friends couldn't contain their impatience.

The black cat narrowed its eyes, seemingly convinced that Maika, who possessed dwarven blood, was its prey!

The brown bear roared, eager for a proper fight with the dwarf!

But the monkeys told everyone not to rush, as this was their first time seeing dwarves, and the most important thing was to perform a dissection first!

"I've raised a whole bunch of those demon pills!"

Otto felt like he had raised a group of berserkers who, when faced with a problem, would always want to start a fight!

However, Otto also noticed something unusual during this opportunity.

Just as a monkey couldn't figure out Eileen's extraordinary profession.

His 'animal friends' also seemed to only realize that Maika was a dwarf after he got close.

At least yesterday, they did not detect any blood vessels in Maika.

Clearly, this can be considered a constraint of level.

Fortunately, there are still animal friends who feel sorry for Otto.

[The white dog said that the dwarf bloodline gave Michael superhuman strength and vitality, so it was best to be careful.]

But the black sheep pursed its lips, thinking the white dog was just trying to curry favor with Otto and wasn't sociable at all!

Amidst the antics of his 'animal friends,' Otto seemed to have noticed something amiss.

Although Maika did not obtain an extraordinary profession, judging from how easily he could deal with that big guy, the attribute bonus brought by his bloodline must be extraordinary.

No wonder he looked down on inferior supernatural professions.

"Is this the advantage of bloodline?"

Otto was somewhat looking forward to seeing if his 'animal friends' could achieve similar results after breaking free of those so-called constraints.

While Otto was grappling with his 'animal friends', Michael had already begun his recruitment efforts.

"Joining our adventurer squad is much easier than building a squad from scratch with adventurers of the same level, and we can also provide you with some appropriate assistance."

Furthermore, once you join the team, I can take care of your weapon forging and give you a good discount.

Alternatively, I can find you a place to stay at a hotel, which will also be at a discount.

Of course, you can also stay in the dormitory in the forging workshop if you wish.

The adventurer team members all live there.

At this point, Maika glanced at the large figure in the distance.

"Of course, those two impatient idiots have already moved out."

Clearly, as former members of the Maika Squad, the big guy and his companions used to live in accommodations provided by Maika.

However, Otto was puzzled as to why Michael seemed to harbor such resentment towards that big guy.

Seemingly noticing Otto's confusion, Mike explained.

"Our adventurer squad is a versatile team that takes on all kinds of missions."

But those two idiots went and teamed up with other people to form a new squad for a lowly, unacceptable superhuman profession.

I was already being very lenient by not killing him outright.

As Maika finished speaking, he gulped down the beer in his glass.

He pushed another glass in front of Otto, waiting for his reply.

At that moment, Otto saw black, white, and blue mist emanating from Michael's body.

The mixed fog gave Otto some confidence.

Clearly, Michael's team wasn't a bad choice; in fact, it brought some advantages.

Seeing this, Otto immediately picked up his glass and, imitating Michael, downed the mead in one gulp.

Otto did not have the habit of drinking in the morning.

In addition, the nosebleed caused by using the Lamplight Eye made him feel that this glass of wine was quite difficult to swallow!

But this did not affect Otto's reply.

"I'll join!"

After hearing Otto's reply, Michael finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He led Otto to the reception room and found Eileen, who was still choosing fellow adventurers of the same rank for Otto.

After the two explained the situation, Eileen immediately registered Otto.

"Congratulations on becoming a full member of the Dragonbreaker Blade Squad."

It was only at this moment that Otto learned the official name of Michael's squad.

Otto was puzzled by the name. Could it be that Michael's ideal was to kill a dragon?

To this, Michael simply said calmly.

"Indeed, someone asked me that when I was filling out the form back then."

Have you ever been a dragon? Some things are written randomly, based on assumptions!

"They actually dared to dream of breaking through the defenses of a top-tier fantasy species?"

But Michael just shrugged.

"Perhaps this is one of the benefits of being a long-lived species."

I have witnessed adventurers fighting dragons.

That was decades ago.

I still can't forget the incredible sight of the adventurers pulling the dragon down from the heavens.

As Michael reminisced about the past, Eileen quietly reminded Otto.

"Although Maika looks a bit old, that's how dwarves are."

He was probably around twenty years old in human years.

Clearly, Eileen, who came from a big city, was already used to people with rare bloodlines like Michael.

But dwarves are still quite rare in the rural adventurers' guild of Oaktown.