THE CLASS REP and the girls all finished their Adventurer
registrations while I exchanged the spellstones.
Apparently, the registration workers couldn't believe that a group of
twenty level 30+ girls with overpowered skills all decided to register at
once. Meanwhile, I was always surrounded by old men.
At level 10, adventurers started training as apprentices. When they
reached level 20, they officially earned the title of Adventurer and could
join a party as a rookie. At level 30, they were finally allowed to be solo
adventurers.
Which meant that at level 9 I couldn't even register. If I gained
another level, I still wouldn't be able to officially join a party. At level 20,
I'd be able to register as an Adventurer and sell my spellstones, but since
my titles prevented me from forming parties, I wouldn't be able to take on
any work. I'd need to get all the way to level 30 before I could work as an
adventurer.
Since I wasn't an adventurer, I wasn't actually allowed to sell my
spellstones. There was no point in even coming here. It's not like I wanted
to get bullied, shunned, and surrounded by old geezers.
Fortunately, as a reward for saving the old guys, the Guild allowed
me to exchange my spellstones just this once.
When I finally went to exchange my stones at the trade-in counter,
the receptionist there got upset with me! I was at a complete loss. I double-
checked with her that she wanted me to put them on the counter! I didn't do
anything wrong!
Holding back tears, she told me to come back tomorrow for my
receipt.