It was already morning as the sun rose from the horizon to bathe the main Mercenary Guild Association main branch in a golden hue.
It was located in a city of its own, and from here all the branches around the Maple Continent take their orders.
Aside from the Imperial City, it was the most highlighted city on the Continent, with individuals from powerful families casually roaming the streets.
Disciples from various academies could be seen as well, especially coming and going from the ginormous supposed thirty-floor Mercenary Association building.
The bustling noise was on a high as hundreds of them chattering could be heard. However, that chattering at the entrance slowly faded away as a tall figure in a featureless mask slowly floated down from the air.
His bare feet touched the ground and instantly, the staring disciples all cleared a path to the large double door entrance.
Without pausing the figure calmly walked forward.
Whispers echoed from the crowd.