"Hey! We're forming a party, we have 4 members and we're looking for a vanguard! Preferably a tank or a swordsman who can take hits!

"

"We have 3 and a healer! We're looking for a magician who can use restricting spells! B-Rank and above!

"

The rest were recruiting people for their party. As at the moment, they all stood in the guild.

It was a rather large guild, being one of the largest facilities in the village. Many adventurers would meet up there and search for quests or party members.

And due to the certain recent events, the guild was rather rowdy. Full of adventurers and beginners, the quests were being taken one by one.

During this period, a young man with long spiky dark hair could be seen walking into the guild. His presence was as faint as air and those who noticed him only did so because they were already facing his direction.

A small cloak and a blindfold which covered his face. As he entered, one of the receptionists quickly made their way to him.

"Excuse me, sir? How may I help you?

" She asked

He was most likely blind so deemed a priority, allowing him to skip through the moderately long line ahead of him.

However, because of it, he ended up getting more attention than he would have ever asked for.

Without saying a word, he stretched out his bandaged hands, presenting two rings as he did so. One on his index finger and the other on his middle finger.

The girl could quickly tell what sort of rings they were just by looking and wondered how someone blind and so frail-looking could hold them in possession.

"Are you here to redeem a quest or sell monster parts?

" The guild lady asked

Again without saying a word, the young man slowly nodded and rather hesitantly and none expectantly, the receptionist nodded and grabbed on to the young man's hand before leading him to the separate priority desk, allowing him to skip through the now shortened line as she did so..

'His cloak is worn out and he looks weak… I can't feel an ounce of magic power coming out of him, his presence is also small… Not to mention he's blind… Poor guy… he looks Young too…

"

The receptionist felt bad, as it wasn't uncommon to meet people who had suffered great losses during their time as adventurers.

For his age, losing his sight would be a great flaw. It was impressive how he had even made it to the guild, Wait, how did he make it here?'

Curiously, the receptionist stared straight at him as they stood in front of the desk. There wasn't a change in his expression at all.

Those who waited in the separate line, non priority area, began to whisper amongst themselves as they watched.

"Another priority… Ha, I bet he's going to pull out a goblin ear.

"

"Ha ha! Don't be a jerk, Tom. You're disrespecting the goblins.

"

"Hey, you never know. He might be stronger than all of us and pull out some sort of A-Rank monster.

"

Many joked around underestimating the young man as they laughed at him. Those who had priority after all were either A-Rank adventurers and above or adventurers who were incapable of taking care of himself.

The members could tell from the look of pity in the receptionists face that it was due to the latter. They also hadn't scened his adventurer's card but to them it wouldn't change much, unless it was a high ranking one.

Some laughed while others paid no attention and the rest just quietly watched. Everyone reacted different and in their own way. That was the sort of place a guild was. However one sudden comment completely changed the mood in the whole guild.

"But wait… Doesn't his appearance look familiar?

" A man randomly asked

It was that one question which was always enough to pick at a person's curiosity. Those who heard stared at the young man and with a slight distortion in the young man's appearance. No one seemed to recognize him nor understand what the guy asked.

"No? Not really?

"

"He just wants attention, ignore him.

"

Some of the attention was turned to that very same man who asked the question as they waited for what he was going to say next, but he too couldn't tell.

"M-Maybe it was just my imagination…

" The man nervously muttered.

The look of disappointment felt like daggers on him as some of the attention turned back to the young man.

"So… Um… You've drawn quite the attention so let's Make this quick.

" Said the receptionist

The young man nodded

"Alright, so what would you like to redeem?

" She asked

Without replying the young man stared straight at the table.

"Is there a problem? O-Oh, There's a table in front of you right now, you can just drop it here. Whether it's the quest or monster parts. The guild will inspect it and we'll offer an amount. Although I'm sure you already know.

"

The young man nodded, before giving a short look around. People watched rather closely and expectantly thanks to the previous comment which had gotten their hopes up.

Making fun of what those in priority got was very common in guilds. The young man most likely knew that but didn't care.

He stretched out his hand leaving it over the desk before the ring on his finger began to glow. It was a spatial-storage ring, which as the name suggested, worked as a portable storage. Something was coming.

The expectation in the room began to rise as they watched the young man's every move. Some were surprised he could even afford a portable storage ring and others wondered why it hadn't been stolen.

With a bright glow and unexpected silence, it all came out and all it was, was but a single, goblin ear

Upon seeing this, the look of disappointment and regret filled the room as everyone began pondering about why they wasted there time.