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Nysa POV

After our rather unfortunate incident with the children, which delayed us for almost a whole hour, we finally were free. I couldn't help but smile a bit as I thought about it, even if they were quite a bother.

Because of the incident, it looked like we gained some trust of the village: the people didn't try to avoid us as much as they did before, but they still gave a good space for Aya to move around due to her huge size.

"So, Aya? Let's go to the adventurer's guild, and afterwards, to an inn?"

"Hmm, how about we multitask instead? You go to the adventurer's guild, and I'll go to the inn to rent us a room?" Aya replied, obviously trying to go to sleep after such walks...but yet, it wasn't something that she should do. Not yet at the very least.

"Nope, it won't do, if you want to get registered, you must go with me! So let's go, my trusty steed!" I shouted, pointing my hand towards the guild.

"...Fiiine...."

As we arrived there, though, the feeling was... quite different than I expected. It was small, yes, but it didn't mean it was empty. There were dozens of adventurers sitting on chairs, sharing stories, some others were simply staring at the billboard, trying to decide what is the next quest they should take, and there were a few kids on line, begging the counter staff to let them become adventurers.

"Hey, you had to see the face of the bandits when I did that!"

"No way, I can't believe you used that!"

"And that, my friends, is how I saw the great wolf and lived to tell the tale."

"That is nothing, come back with his head rather than fleeing with your tail between your legs."

"That monster that is half as big as a dragon! You want me to die, you idiot!? No way in hell I'm fighting THAT!"

We got a few odd glances, although it was nothing too major... well, except for one guy.

"Hey, how come these freaks are allowed in here?" A young man shouted, although he looked somewhat... whimp-ish, I guess? I mean, I bet the wolves outside were tougher.

"The word 'adventurer' isn't just for those who are humans, elves or dwarves. Anybody who is willing to do the task, is welcome to become an adventurer." A massive warrior declared, although he wasn't wearing any shirt, as he put his mug on the table."So, do not say such childish words again. As long as one is willing, one can become an adventurer." He said, with a smile.

There were some whispers around the room, though. "Isn't him Ragnor?" "What is he doing here?"

"Pfft, these are the words of a weakling you know? I mean, it takes much more to be an adventurer than jus some pep talk and hopes, unlike what you're talking." The young man said, even moving closer to the table, with a cockish grin."Let me show you how good one can fight a battle with just hopes! Come and show me what you are capable of!"

"You are right." The warrior replied, and before anybody could react... there was a fist on the young man's face, nearly caving it in. The punch was strong enough to send him flying across the room, and through the window."One needs a working brain to become an adventurer."

"...that....was overkill..." I mumbled, and my Arachnae companion nodded, her face just as pale as mine. Was that... was that the strong men in the world? Where just a casual punch can send a man flying away?

Except for the healers, who walked outside to heal the nearly dead man, the tavern soon returned to their original state, although they spoke about the man, rather than their own adventures.

"...Yeah, I bet he could kill the great wolf in one punch."

"Heck, I bet he'd kill a dragon in one punch!"

I smiled a bit. Probably all this was already a normal ocurrence. With that, me and Aya walked over to the counter.

"Uh...I'd like to register ourselves as adventurers..." My partner said as she scratched her cheek a bit.

"Oh, that's alright. But for that, you need the registration fee." The woman said, with a kind smile... although she looked a bit nervous as well.

"How much is it?"

"100 copper coins."

""...""

"......can I give you two half-eaten wolves instead?" Aya said...making me open my eyes wide. What sort of offer is that?!

"That's...that's not money, Aya!" I replied, not even knowing where the girl got such crazy ideas.

"But it can be made into money. Can you show them?" Wait, what?....uh...it was accepted, just like that?

"Alright, just let me get them out of my inventory." Aya replied, moving her hand behind her back, and taking a wolf out of thin air, and placed it on the counter.

...we are screwed, Aya already revealing the inventory...

"Oh, you have a storage ring? Don't show it off needlessly, they are quite rare." She said.... making me let out a deep sigh in relief. Even the other adventurers didn't give it too much attention, aside from a curious glance. "Either way, I suppose the corpse is good enough for you two."

"Wait, remains can be traded for money?" I asked, blinking.

"Yup! Lots of tailors want such things, and not even a fraction of them have the capacity of killing even the foxes. Either way, you two need to come with me, for the test."

"Wait, what test? Isn't registration just paying?" I asked, blinking awkwardly... only for the woman burst into laugher.

"Sure it is, if you want to simply do errands like delivering letters or finding stray cats. For actual fighting and adventuring, you need to be tested, and classified as at least D-rank. We'll do the tests separately, first you, Arachnae." The woman at the counter said, with a smile.

"Alright, just...be a bit quick, even if I'm strong I am afraid of being stepped on." Nysa replied, as she jumped off Aya's shoulder, and on the counter. "See you later, Nysa!" Aya replied with a smile, before going to another room with the woman... leaving me alone.

Well, it is good for her to be the first one. It gave me enough time to think up on new spells, which could be more useful, and fancy than a mere fireball...

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Author's note: Well, I admit, this chapter could've been done better, like not making the adventurer who got punched in the face look like a dumbass... buuut let's be honest, you find that sort of person anywhere.

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PS: Sorry for the short chapter, it is just that the end was either here, or in 2k words from here. XD