At midnight, the lights in the Rebelian Adventurer Guild Hall were dim.
In the central open space, there are fine linen body bags bleached and dyed white, and white bouquets are neatly placed around them.
Carlisle Anne, the female ranger of the monster hunting team, lay silently surrounded by flowers.
Even at this time, her gray-brown eyes were still wide open, but the dilated pupils showed that she had lost her life.
The leader of the monster hunting team, the bearded uncle Wundt knelt down and closed her eyes for her, and then watched the two corpse bearers re-wrapping the body bag and carrying the body of their companion out of the guild.
After the body of his companion was sent out of the hall, the burly C-level adventurer knelt on the ground and refused to get up for a long time.
It was his decision that killed his companion...
All the remaining members of the monster hunting team gathered around the bearded uncle. They put their right hands on the latter's shoulders, trying to give their captain a little strength in this way.
Almost the entire guild's adventurers gathered in the hall. After expressing their condolences and concerns to the members of the monster hunting team who lost their companions, they separated in silence and waited silently in the adventurers guild hall. The president, Norman August,
Tower shows up to make decisions.
The carriage that passed by the guild entrance half a day ago left behind the body bag containing the body of the female ranger Claire. The adventurers who were unable to react failed to stop the carriage.
They also failed to save Claire Anne. She was fatally injured by a blunt instrument blow to the back of the head, and it was too late when she was delivered.
A few hours later, when the members of the monster hunting team disguised themselves and sneaked into the slums again, searching for their companions to no avail, and dragged their exhausted bodies back to the guild, the first thing that caught their eyes was the bodies of their companions.
Everyone in the Adventurer's Guild is waiting for the guild leader Norman Augusta to make a decision.
The Adventurer's Guild, a voluntary private organization, serves as a bridge intermediary between the people, adventurers, and national or local forces. In theory, it does not have any law enforcement or judicial power, so news of the death of a guild member is immediately reported to
Rebelion Guards and the Hall of Justice.
However, none of the adventurers expected that these two institutions, which were known for their incompetence in Rebelion, could catch and try all relevant personnel of the underground forces.
Therefore, at this moment, the judgment of Norman Augusta, the president of the Adventurer Guild, will directly affect the subsequent attitude of the guild towards this incident.
And the way of dealing with big issues and trivial matters is not uncommon during the tenure of those incompetent presidents...
This is a big test for the leader of the Adventurer's Guild.
An overly weak approach will cause the adventurers' favorability towards the guild to drop to a freezing point, which may cause some adventurers to leave voluntarily and ultimately lead to the dissolution of the guild. However, as the most conservative choice, it can avoid the following, which may
a series of events that occurred.
Adopting a radical solution will not only boost the morale of the adventurers, but will also completely turn the entire guild against the underground forces of Rebellion. Even the successive lords of South Rivers have never been able to eradicate this force.
Look, the opponent this guild is about to face will be stronger than ever.
Norman Augusta, the leader of the Adventurer's Guild, must make the right choice at this time.
One wrong step would have irreparable consequences for both him and the guild.
So after learning about the death of the female ranger Claire Anne, he locked himself in his office and prohibited anyone from interrupting his thinking.
Shi Junjun looked worriedly at the second floor of the Adventurer's Guild, which was still motionless, and began to examine the current situation.
It seems that I have been involved in a storm in another world again.
He had only been in Rebellion for less than two days, and he had already experienced restricted duels, an attempted assassination by the underground force Slime Killer, being besieged by a crowd in the slums, and the death of adventurers around him, and the forces in the different world he was in seemed to be...
He is about to fight with another force...
Maybe this is the saying that wherever the protagonist goes, trouble follows him?
Her own troubles haven't been solved yet. Maybe the perverted nobles from another world are still thinking about how to deal with her and the green dwarves. Now there's another slime killer with the ability to disguise herself.
When will I pop out and give myself a try...
Now that a storm is brewing in Rebelion, perhaps leaving and returning to the Goblin Village at this time is the safest option.
But no matter what, the female ranger of the monster hunting team paid her life to catch the slime who assassinated her. If she walked away at this time...
The adventurers who had been waiting for a long time in the guild hall gradually became a little restless.
The current situation seems to be more unfavorable to their guild the longer it drags on. Every minute wasted, the underground forces of Rebelion can take this opportunity to make more preparations, and they will have to make more sacrifices when the time comes.
It's not that no one wanted to go up and question their president, but there was a person blocking the stairs and not letting anyone go up.
Anyone who crosses this line before going out on his own will be deemed to have automatically quit the Adventurer's Guild.
After drawing the white line at the top of the stairs, the blond young lady Muller Augusta conveyed to the adventurers with a serious face what his father had told him before closing the door, and then sat down on the steps two steps higher.
, after seeing Shi Junjun not far away, he happily greeted this sister.
He didn't have much idea about death. He just thought that Sister Claire was too tired after completing the commission, so she slept on the floor in the center of the hall and was carried away.
Seeing Shi Junjun greeting his little shota, he forced a smile in response, but the girl who wanted to continue thinking about her next move heard a sound next to her.
It was the burly man in the monster hunting team who seemed to have no brains. This barbarian, who was said to be a minority race in the north of the kingdom of another world, stood up, clenched his fists and was about to rush towards the stairs.
But before he could take a few steps, the bearded uncle Wundt, the captain of the monster hunting team, stood in front of him and shook his head slowly but firmly at his miserable-looking companion.
"If Claire were still alive, she would definitely not want you to do this."
Hearing these words, the strong and burly barbarian seemed to have all his strength taken away in an instant. If the latter had not reached out to support him in time, he would have fallen down.
He and Claire were lovers. After completing this commission, they originally planned to go to Rebelion City Hall to sign a marriage contract. They could have...
"From now on, the Adventurer's Guild will declare war on the underground forces until all the members of the underground forces involved in this incident get their due end. During this period, the Guild will no longer issue other types of commissions and all actions will be taken against members of the underground forces.
The consequences will be borne by the guild, and I will provide you with all the support and logistical support I can provide. Please remember that this is not your usual entrustment."
Norman Augusta stood on the top and said every word: