Harmful Smile 14 Réformation In The Adventurers Guild

The half-timbered houses were pretty, the the lowest had four floors. In this part of the city, countless traders and itinerant sellers opened stalls.

Obviously if one bothered to search well, here everything could be found. At first glance, the customers came from both the upper and lower cities, a strange social mix.

Soon the coach arrived in the area of ​​the guild of adventurers. Here the shops sold mainly weapons, armor, potions of all kinds as well as various eccentric artifacts.

Everything that might be useful to them would be at hand. Within a radius of five hundred meters there were also no less than nine inns and twelve taverns.

The coach stopped and Ayleen went down. "The guild is nearby so I'll go alone. Anyway with your speed if he had a problem you would join me in a split second so do not worry.

Know that when I am at the academy you will not be allowed to accompany me during the day. The rules are particularly strict so it will be a perfect training for you as for me. I'll be back soon. "

The guild looked like the surrounding houses with one exception. She was very wide and its walls looked particularly robust.

She went through the door and a terrible smell attacked her nostrils. Did not his people know baths? Did they like to live in their filth and share their stench with those around them?

Had she inadvertently entered a piggery? She observed and concluded that she was in the right place and that these hog-men had to be what we call adventurers. She decided to advance under the watch of the a.s.sembly.

Some of these hog-men were, to say the least, surprised when they saw this young lady enter such a place. It must be admitted that it was far from common for a young miss with this look to come here. Some other hog-men gazed at her face and body with a lecherous expression as others saw her dress hoping stripping her of her possessions.

Although she felt the bothersome looks she was heading for the counter which luckily was free. The receptionist must have been over fifty, with no trace of charm. "h.e.l.lo miss, did you come to submit an application?"

Ayleen, who liked pretty things, certainly did not want to be served by this old woman. She looked at the receptionist attending beside the antiquity. She was at most twenty, with a very pretty face and beautiful violet eyes.

"Eh you, yes you young wife, it is to you that I address myself. Come serve me. Do you think I'll let this ugly old owl stay longer breathe the same air as me? Now come here If you do not want any problems. I will not repeat myself a third time, you are warned."

The two receptionists did not know how to react to the condescending and authoritarian att.i.tude of this girl and not knowing these antecedents it was difficult to disrespect her.

There were often problems with the guild. Some of the adventurers were hot-blooded or were not very smart, but they still managed to calm them down. But this child was so threatening.

The oldest receptionist who had more experience addressing than her young colleague. "Immediately notify the guildmaster of the situation. Go quickly away"

At this very moment, one of the undoubtedly unhappy adventurers and attracted by the youngest of the receptionists made a comment. "Mademoiselle you must certainly come from a big family at the sight of your clothes but here we are at home. This place is our family and we will not let you insult one of these members. Me, Silion big club you a.s.sure him. "

Ayleen seemed pensive then. "Mr. Gros Gourdin, when I was at Saxony recently I heard about you, but where? Leave me a second to remember. "

The adventurer Gros Gourdin was proud that his name circulated in the capital and looked at his companions with a full smile and then Ayleen went on. "I remember, one of my friends with strange tastes an made me discover all the sights of Saxony. It is this day that your name appeared and more precisely several people vaunaient your talents. Yes these people were talking in front of a brothel for men who love men. Your nickname if I'm not mistaken is Josephine the greedy. See, I knew you were famous. "

The adventurers burst out laughing, mocking Josephine the greedy. But Gros Gordin was not a beginner, in the circle of adventurers of Hent with his level knight grandmaster ** his reputation was established for a long time.

While he was going to teach this poorly educated kid a lesson, a tall, slender man with long ears entered. "Everyone is calm, no violence in my guild otherwise I revoke your rights."

Big club embarra.s.sed; "I apologize for my master guild behavior but this young lady was disrespectful to us. I lost patience a bit. I know it's not an excuse. "

The guildmaster looked at her for some time. "Coming here to cause trouble is certainly not a dignified att.i.tude. You are not at home so behave properly when you are outside. Your behavior can not be excused because of your young age. I do not know who your parents are but if I were in their place, I will have already give you good spankings accompanied by a few lashes. Now I'll ask you out of this guild, you're not welcome. "

Ayleen burst out laughing. "Is the sermon over? If yes, it's my turn to speak. I apologize, but if my father heard you hear about his sweet daughter in these terms he would be really angry. More importantly, we are a Hent, one of the main cities of this kingdom so how is it that a b.a.s.t.a.r.d Elf leads a guild of adventurers? Did you pay a senior official? Did you wear a hat when you were appointed? No matter, I do not care about the reason. Earlier you talked about revoking the rights of adventurers I believe. Can you give me a second please? "

Ayleen took out a necklace with a red crystal that was hidden in her dress, murmured something and then the pendant shone. Suddenly a man's voice came out of the pendant and spoke to Ayleen as if she were a baby.

Ayleen suddenly started crying and answered. "My uncle, I'm at the Hent Adventurers Guild. I only wanted to register but their guild master wants to spank me and insult our family. He also said he was going to whip me uncle. I believe that this man is a pervert and does not think he is a good example to represent the adventurer guild of Hent. Do not you agree with me? ... .. .... ... .. Very well I will name a new guild master and do not worry, my knights are nearby. Big kisses to my beloved uncle. "

Immediately after the crystal lost its color, the blue plaque of the guildmaster who granted it its status was broken. Those present were shocked and the guildmaster felt betrayed.

Was it the prefect or someone even higher who had taken away his rights? It did not matter in the end, all the efforts he had made to get there and his privileges acquired over the years were taken away by the simple request of a little girl.

Everything was so absurd. Some like him, struggled all their lives to make a place for themselves and it was enough for a spoiled child to pa.s.s through to ruin all the work done. Yes, so absurd. He laughed while crying.

Ayleen gave him a charming smile. "So much for your unhealthy creature threats."

She turned to the door and spoke loudly, then several royal knights made their Apparition. "Boris you who always moan because in following me you have no physical exercise and no fight, then here is a present. Cut the head of this Elf and hang the above the front door. The exterior lacks decoration, it will be more cheerful like that and more representative of this place. "

Boris was all happy. His sword would finally leave his scabbard. A microsecond later the elf's head flew over his old body. Turning around herself she was watering people nearby. "

The older receptionist panicked at this vision became hysterical, throwing everything she could to Ayleen and calling her a demon.

Ayleen summoned a s.h.i.+eld of water to avoid seeing her dress stained and was frowning. "Cut off her tongue and hands but do not kill her, I'll heal her wounds.We will see if she continues screaming and throwing projectiles at me. Although this is settled, we need a new guild master. You pretty receptionist will do the trick. I like pretty things then it will be you. There must be plates here, give me one that I officialise your new status. are you happy guildmaster? "

No one protested, their heads were more important than knowing who would have this boring role. The young receptionist took a plaque in the back room, came back and with a tiny amount of magic infused inside the young girl managed to validate the plaque. The young receptionist inscribed her name on it and let out a few drops of blood that confirmed the operation.

Ayleen later completed the form to get his card but had to wait fifteen minutes to get it. These stupid formalities ended, she left this nauseating place to go to Magistrate's house with whom she wanted a private interview. Waiting tomorrow was too long and patience was not his main quality. When she arrived in front of the local territorial magistrate, she knocked on the door.