Besides the smell the basement had sights that would cause a run of the mill citizen to loose their lunch. Many monsters of various sizes lay on large tables cut open exposing all of their internal organs. People were poking and prodding them. Some wore thing rubber suits to explore the anatomy of more hazardous monsters while others wore nothing but a shirt and pants. Various tools were being used from saws to extremely sharp blades. There was even someone hammering away at rock like scales with a chisel.

Clara lead them to a large open space, "this is the spot for your party. Please empty everything you are going to have us process right here." Clara may not have been showing it but she was extremely interested to see the multitude of items brought back. It was rare for a single party to bring back so much. Usually only large raid groups against swarms or large monster hoards would bring back items in bulk.

Walker proceeded to pull most of the undead bones from his storage leaving only enough to sell with the corpse spider eggs. He did the same with the zombie flesh. Next the sound of clattering weapons and armor sets as all of them came out of nowhere. Followed by the leather armors and the ancient gold coins which got their own pile. The pile was almost as tall as Walker seeing as he just stacked it all on top of each other.

However he then began emptying the undead ashes in to the area around the items. It was true minerals could be extracted from the ashes of the undead. However this massive quantity was too much. Not only would this take time to process by the alchemist guild would not need undead ashes for the next year at least. This was a rather unique ingredient for potions. Often used in paralyzing potions as a thickener to get it to coat weapons.

Clara thought she had somehow stumbled in to a desert made of ash. This is what happened to all of those they had defeated. That's why the zombie flesh was such small amount compared to the amount defeated.

The sounds had died down around them and the party found many of those once at work to be eyeing the pile. This was the insatiable curiosity those of the dissection and research division possessed.

They noticed a skinny man walking towards them. He was bald and wearing thin framed glasses. Adorned in his body were many leather holsters. They contained knives of many sized, little to large saws, and even some strange needle like tools Walker had never seen.

"Looks like a good haul you brought us this time eh? Clara?" The man was looking at the pile like it was a feast before him. "My name Richard and I'm in charge of the weirdos down here. It's best to get out of the way, once my colleague gets over here she might drag ya to the library for the next year." The party didn't see this as a threat but more of a warning based on a true story.

They were dumbfounded, were they really being kicked out? Should they be lucky not to stay in the skin crawling area or should they be angry not to see how it's evaluated. "Let's go, it's best to listen to him. Once he starts he won't be much use anyways he'll get too absorbed." Clara rolled her eyes knowing that most working down in the basement would stop and help Richard causing a frenzy of analysis. It was basically throwing bait to a shark tank.

The party left still a bit ruffled. As they returned to the first floor Clara spoke again, "congratulation on ranking up substantially. As your party manager I will place the proceeds from the items left here in your bank account. Also since you desire to place some items in the auction I will procure tickets. The auction is held once a month. Since you reside in the upper tier now you will be allowed to attend the Garnet family auction. They are renowned for up keeping strong civility during auctions along with extremely tight security. Lastly I am ordering you all to rest. You gained many levels too fast and you need to all adjust. I will be denying you quests for one week." Clara's words and face said there would be no arguing with this. Walker almost spoke up but realized he had no chance whatsoever.

With that Clara promptly left and headed back upstairs. She knew that the longer she dawdled the longer it would take to set everything up.

The party had nothing more to do and had decided to finally head home. Tonight they would need to feast. However they began to caught strange glances and hear the odd whisper. To everyone on the first floor this young party had cause a scene and not only that but left the first floor stone tier adventurers but returned at silver tier!

There was something strange going on by most of the adventurers were of at highest bronze tier themselves and naturally feared those higher than themselves. However to be so young at silver tier cause many to doubt them. This could spell trouble for the future.

Avoiding most of the looks they left the guild and returned to the street. As they walked home they stopped at many stalls. They chose some exceptional roasted meat from a Minotaur, a wide variety of fruits and vegetables, and even splurged on some exotic spices. Walker would have bought dessert too but if he had his mother would kill him. Midnight took note of the quantity of food and was soon bouncing along with everyone almost pushing them to walk faster.

After some time walking they saw the mansion loom ahead of them. It may not be the peak of growing season however gils mother had stated to bring some green in to the gardens.