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Chapter 101 The Majestic Phyllis (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Thinking of this, Otto subconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist. The touch of the ruby ​​was slightly cool, which calmed his chaotic thoughts a little.

Without further hesitation, he quickened his pace and headed towards the Adventurers' Guild in the town center.

Otto walked quickly, but his mind was racing, calculating his next move.

Just as Otto was pondering this, he turned the corner and the Adventurers' Guild's iconic wooden building finally came into view.

When Otto arrived at his destination, the guild gates were already open, and a large number of people were already gathered inside.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a smell mingled with a blend of ale, smoke, and leather wafted out.

The guild hall was brightly lit, with a roaring fire burning in the huge stone fireplace, making the entire hall warm and cozy.

Experienced adventurers gathered in twos and threes around the bar, raising their wooden cups filled with ale early in the morning to clink glasses and drink together.

Most of them wore worn-out leather armor, with scars of varying depths on their arms and faces, and various weapons hanging at their waists, including gleaming longswords, barbed battle axes, and short knives wrapped in strips of cloth.

These men were all seasoned veterans who had been through thick and thin for years. At this moment, they were watching the young people gathered around the counter with great interest, their eyes filled with a hint of mockery and the knowing wisdom of those who had been there. It was as if they were watching some kind of interesting performance.

Otto will soon be a part of this performance.

He ignored the commotion of the seasoned adventurers, carefully avoiding the scattered barrels and empty glasses on the ground, and arrived at the counter.

Behind the counter, a girl with long chestnut hair and bright amber eyes was tidying up the order forms on the table. Sunlight streamed through the window and shone on the ends of her hair, giving them a soft golden edge.

Good morning, Phyllis.

Otto said softly, then took out a neatly wrapped package in brown kraft paper from his waist pocket and handed it over.

"This is for you."

Space pockets are one of the most commonly used magical items among adventurers. Although the internal space is not large, it is enough to store some personal clothing and necessities.

Although Otto earned his spatial pocket himself, it still attracted a lot of attention. Besides those envious glances, many people were drawn to him because of his actions.

The veteran adventurers around them immediately erupted in a commotion upon seeing Otto's actions, and began to tease the two of them.

"Hey, Otto, you're here so early to bring a present for little Phyllis?"

A dwarf adventurer with a long beard shouted loudly, raising his wine glass, which drew laughter from those around him.

"Miss Phyllis, this young man seems quite honest, much better than old Victor was in his youth!"

Another human adventurer with a scar on his face joined in the commotion.

Some even whistled loudly, while others slammed their fists on the table, declaring, "I'm going to fetch Victor right now and show him this brat who dared to provoke his granddaughter!"

Phyllis clearly hadn't expected Otto to give her a gift in public. The adventurers' antics caused her fair face to flush bright red, all the way to her ears.

She took the package from Otto and, in a fit of rage, shouted at the commotioning old men, "Enough!"

If you keep causing trouble, I'll cut all your commissions in half for this month!

Upon hearing this, the previously noisy hall instantly fell silent.

The adventurers who had been making a ruckus just moments before now wore sullen expressions, their heads drooping like wilted eggplants. They dared not utter another word and could only turn away dejectedly to continue drinking their ale.

This surprised Otto somewhat; he hadn't expected these fearless old men to listen to Phyllis so much.

In his memory, Phyllis had always been a cute, playful, and slightly absent-minded young girl. Although she was very serious about her work, she didn't seem like the kind of person who could keep these old guys in check.

"I always thought you were a newcomer who had only been in the workforce for a few years."

Otto looked at Phyllis and said with some curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Phyllis gave a strange look. She blinked her amber eyes and looked at Otto, asking, "Didn't Micah tell you?"

My grandfather was the vice president of the Oaktown branch of the Adventurers' Guild.

"So that's how it is."

Otto suddenly realized why the adventurers listened to Phyllis so much.

Victor was in charge of the Dragonbreaker Squad back then, so he was obviously a guild member who had worked there for many years.

Otto originally thought that Victor was no longer in charge of the Dragonbreaker Blade squad's operations because he had retired; it turns out he had become part of the management team.

"That's not surprising."

Otto realized that it was no wonder Phyllis was entrusted with important responsibilities at such a young age, and even became the head of the Blackthorn Forest camp before. It was obviously inseparable from the highly respected vice president.

However, it seems that precisely because Otto was completely unaware of this beforehand and treated her as an equal without trying to curry favor with her because she was the vice president's granddaughter, Phyllis's affection for Otto only grew stronger.

She held the package in her arms, looked at it curiously, and then looked up and asked, "What's in here?"

Otto didn't say much, just smiled and shook his head: "You'll know once you open it and see for yourself."

There's still some time before the assessment starts, so there's no need to rush.

Phyllis nodded, turned around with the package and walked out from behind the counter, leading Otto through the bustling crowd to a small office in the corner of the hall.

This is where Phyllis usually works. The small room contains a wooden desk piled high with various order forms and documents. In the corner is a small bookshelf with books about monster encyclopedias and geography.

"Please sit down."

Phyllis poured Otto a glass of hot water, then sat behind her desk and carefully opened the package in her hand.

As she unpacked the package, she casually asked, "By the way, how's the commission for the Raven Cemetery coming along?"

Is it all done?

Upon hearing about the Raven Cemetery, Otto's smile faded. He nodded and said in a heavy tone, "It's almost done, but there are still some problems there."

Next, Otto told Phyllis about his experiences in the Jackdaws Cemetery in detail.

He didn't hide any details, including the bizarre method of creating the necromancer, the innocent girl who was dismembered, and Juliet's last words.

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