Chapter 318 - 93: Hero
"...So, Dragon Descendant, we will still need to trouble you to represent us and contact that NPC named ’Anvis.’
Because you have the identity of his follower, we need to use your connection to reach out to him."
After briefly explaining the club’s decision, Sharp Sword swirled the dark red, inferior-quality wine in his glass without taking another sip, while he seriously looked at Dragon Descendant.
The division of labor among White Light Esports’ Professional Players is very clear, and for all kinds of negotiations with players or NPCs, it is usually this lazy poet in front of us who acts as a representative to handle them.
"So, what’s in it for me, Little Sword?"
Looking at the Minstrel who was all business in his negotiating stance, the Last Dragon Descendant leaned back in the creaking old tavern chair, smiling lazily.
"Would you like to come back? If you’re willing, the club can sign a new contract with you right away, and we can discuss all the terms."
Not surprised by Dragon Descendant’s question, Sharp Sword instinctively pushed up his glasses, before he realized that he doesn’t wear glasses in the game.
"Sorry, ever since I terminated my contract with White Light Club, I’ve had no intention of being bound by any club again.
Now, I prefer to play entirely according to my own wishes, rather than having to carry out tasks assigned by the club."
Listening to Sharp Sword’s attempt to recruit him again, the Elf fell silent for a moment and then firmly rejected his proposal.