funbook-pk Chapter 12 Yes, my mentor and I are mother and son.
Chapter 12 Yes, my mentor and I are mother and son.
"Mom?" Mana raised an eyebrow.
Terra had only spoken half of her sentence when Andrea realized something was wrong and rushed forward to cover Terra's mouth, but it was no use.
Terra's voice came through clearly as before.
It was at this moment that Andrea realized that Terra's voice did not come from her mouth; the square around her mouth was simply flashing between skin color and red.
"Please forgive me." Andrea withdrew her hand and coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment as much as possible. "This mage is a little out of his mind. Sometimes he says strange things and does strange things."
"He and I are just teammates."
Mana thought to herself, "As expected, the blocky man's slip of the tongue has exposed my suspicions and confirmed my thoughts."
Mana was somewhat hoping to learn a few tricks from this elf, given that it could create such a high degree of freedom and strength in creating puppets.
This kind of life-forging process is beyond the comprehension of even the most seasoned scholars in academia. At most, they can only make round-headed mice to hoe the earth.
Although she knew the truth in her heart, Mana didn't reveal that the blocky man was an elf doll. She wanted to keep this secret to herself.
"I understand. I heard from a spiritual scholar that men have a certain tendency to be attached to their mothers. It's normal for a strong woman like you to be the object of emotional projection."
Andrea 1 simply smiled and said nothing more, lest she make things worse.
Terra stared intently at Mana's chest and said, "Your material is quite nice too, short hair, off-the-shoulder, high slit. If you can help me save the world, you can be my mother too."
Mana was stunned. She glanced at the elf, then at the blocky man. Why was she suddenly commenting on his figure and appearance?
What do you mean I can be a mother too?
Wait a minute, this blocky doll is an elf's creation, which means his words can be equated with what the elf said?
Mana looked at Andrea 1, who looked back at her.
"What's wrong?"
"No, I just felt that you were really hiding your true abilities."
Mana hugged her shoulders and rubbed them together. She remembered the old adventurer telling her about the elf sitting on the street like a duck, crying and calling for its mother.
No, if we have to talk about age, who is whose mother?
The lizardman Ragon also came over at this moment.
Terra ran up and looked her up and down: "Hmm, I thought it was a witch doctor, but it's not. I guess you can't unlock a witch doctor without defeating the queen bee. But this jungle lizard girl in the anthropomorphic texture pack is quite pretty. If you help me save the world, you can be a mother too. I can be a lizard girl too."
"Hey!" Mana quickly pulled the lizardman away.
"So, you're into this, buddy? So, in your eyes, I'm a female?" Lagon laughed, hands on his hips.
Mana thought to herself, "It's not that this blocky person likes it, it's that the elf likes your taste!"
Mana brainstormed, imagining why the elves would be attracted to the lizardmen. Could it be because they have tails?
Although I don't have much respect for a great elven mage.
But what's going on with this guy creating a doll and then having all his twisted thoughts spoken through the doll's mouth?
What an exhibitionist!
On the other side, the receptionist breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the guards off.
She nudged Mana, intending to ask her to help clean up the corpse with magic, only to find that the corpse had disappeared, the blood had disappeared, and even the pungent smell of blood had been wiped away.
This scene had a far greater impact on everyone than Terra simply killing an adventurer.
"Could you tell me how you did it?" Mana calmed herself down and tried to ask the cube-shaped man.
Terra looked up with a question mark: "Don't corpses usually disappear naturally after a while?"
"What?"
Terra ignored Mana and went to the front desk with Andrea to register as adventurers.
After this little incident, the receptionist's impression of the protagonist and the elf improved considerably. Although the blocky person's appearance was a bit strange, she was already nearsighted, so when she squinted at Terra, she actually found her quite cute.
The receptionist handed Terra and Andrea a form each.
Looking at the paper form on the table, Terra opened the receptionist's chat box, took out a form, filled it out like filling out a notice board, and put the form into the item submission box.
The receptionist noticed that the forms on the counter remained untouched, but a completed form appeared out of thin air in her hand, covered with strange symbols.
The elf one was written in classical Elvish.
This form was completely unusable, so the waiter had to have the two people dictate it while he rewrote it by hand.
This was the first time Mana had ever seen someone who constantly displayed their magical skills like this.
Moreover, the other party was an elf, so she couldn't even tell whether the other party was deliberately showing off or simply thought it was normal.
After registration, the receptionist gave a brief introduction to the union's rules and regulations.
"Our guild's biggest perk is the daily lottery that gives us a basic living allowance. All we have to do is go to the basement and draw the guild leader's name once to get a certain amount of copper coins. But you two probably don't need that."
What does "drawing the president" mean? Andrea thought she must have misheard.
The guild will assign a level to each adventurer, with a total of four tiers.
Tier 1: Bronze, Iron, Silver, Gold
Second Tier: Cobalt Blue, Mithril, Adamantite
Tier 3: Holy Iron, Leaf Stone
Tier 4: Night-Shining Stone
This level is not tied to a profession, nor is it entirely equivalent to a level of strength.
The criterion for this level is based on the total contribution to the guild within a year. Those with slightly weaker abilities can still climb the ranks by taking on more missions, but those who are too weak will definitely not be able to climb even with missions.
Ultimately, the Adventurers' Guild is essentially a commercial guild, just like the textile and construction guilds outside, only with elements of force.
Hearing this, Mana chimed in, "These are the guild ranks. Mages have their own classification system: 'Greystone, Amethyst, Topaz, Sapphire, Emerald, Amber, Ruby, White Diamond'."
Mana patted her trembling chest: "I am an amethyst-level mage, but my theoretical knowledge is just as good as that of a sapphire-level mage."
The receptionist steered the conversation back on track: "As for the highest grade of luminous stone, no one can actually produce it now; it's basically just a casual title used by nobles or bishops."
Terra: "It's okay, I'll have it when I get here."
The waitress covered her mouth in surprise.
"Are all these metals? What are the last three minerals, Holy Iron, Leaf Stone, and Night Stone?" Andrea asked, unusually.
The receptionist said she didn't know either; it was supposedly a rule set by the original adventurers and had been continued ever since.
I heard that the original version was even more complicated, with levels like meteorite ingots and mushroom ingots, but now it's been simplified.
"It's categorized according to the old version's mineral and gem grades, huh? That's really simple and easy to understand," Terra said knowingly.
Andrea1: "Is it easy to understand?"
Mana leaned against the counter, resting her chin on her hand as she watched the two put on their act. This elf clearly knew everything, yet she pretended not to, letting the cube puppet speak and perform a double act, deliberately placing herself in a subordinate position to hide her true abilities.
Since being an elf is too conspicuous, using a blocky doll to attract attention is a great idea.
If it's not so perverted.
The waiter looked at Terra with a meaningful expression.
The host then suggested that, given the strength the two had just demonstrated, they could start directly from the Gold level.
Andrea was somewhat surprised and was about to agree when Terra said, "No, we should start from the lowest level, the lower the better."
Upon hearing this, not only was the waiter stunned, but even Mana, who was standing next to him, was puzzled.
"Can you give me a reason?" the receptionist asked anxiously, as she had finally managed to recruit a top-tier salesperson.
"Wouldn't it be a waste to play the new version without experiencing all the content from the beginning?"
Andrea pulled Terra aside and whispered, "Aren't you eager to save the world? Wouldn't it be better to start strong?"
"I do have to save the world, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy exploring the new version. If I rush through it, what's the point of that superficial reunion when I defeat the Moon Lord and return to the old world to see that guide?"
She never expected Terra to say something like that.
The receptionist didn't understand, but Terra insisted that she do it, and all she knew was that she was losing her sales record.
Seeing that the registration was finished, the lizardman Ragon came over and said, "Hey buddy, wanna have a chat? I've got a good job for you."
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As soon as the group left the counter, the girl holding the summoning staff strolled over: "Um, I'd like to apply for the level assessment again."
The receptionist looked at her and sighed, "This is the seventh time. Honestly, shouldn't you consider taking a different route?"
"I woke up in the forest, and I don't remember anything before that. All I have is this staff... I don't know what else I can do. Please let me take the test again." The girl's eyes were filled with pleading.
The waiter had no choice but to ask her to pay to attend again.
Watching the girl's thin, stubborn figure leave through the door, the receptionist hesitated for a moment, then turned and headed towards the stairs leading to the basement. She would go and ask the chairman if there were any vacant positions.