Chapter 27: New Adventurer Bern (25). The Dungeon
Among the adventurers gathered for the lich extermination, many were known for their towering pride.
Third-rank adventurers were already considered elites. By the time one reached the fourth rank, they became coveted assets even outside the guild.
Birka Kingdom might have an especially rotten aristocracy, but under normal circumstances, adventurers of this level would be treated like honorary knights in most factions—and they were well aware of their own worth. Naturally, their heads were held high.
But at this moment—
In front of the middle-aged man standing before the plaza, even these proud adventurers stood silent and respectful.
Guildmaster Tarbon.
Leader of Birka Kingdom’s adventurer guild, the only fifth-tier adventurer in the entire guild, and a legend who had completed countless high-level missions.
In title, in experience, in strength—he lacked nothing to command this gathering. Even the roughest adventurers showed him their version of respect.
“No point in running our mouths when the enemy’s right in front of us, so I’ll keep this brief.”
His tone wasn’t grand or ceremonial—if anything, it was stark and dry. The adventurers listened closely.
“Cramming a bunch of people into a narrow dungeon isn’t going to give us any numerical advantage. So—we’ll split into teams.”
Agents with black armbands dispatched from guild headquarters stepped forward, each carrying documents and large leather pouches.