Strongest Domain

There were a total of 17 standing inside of the Mercenary Guild building.

It was quite early, about 6:30 AM in the morning, so these were most likely all those participating in the Zephyr Serpent Quest.

Sol scanned the crowd, noticing alluring and unique figures that also exchanged glances with him.

There seemed to be a few small groups of people who had already formed. Most likely, they knew each other from prior--having past connections.

They spoke in quiet murmurs as they waited. Sol made his way closer to this group, as more eyes darted over to him.

Oddly enough, some expressions already looked to harbor slight ill will toward him.

Sol noticed some brows furrow, and some eyes narrowing their gazes at him.

'I'm used to being disliked, but isn't this too damn early?' Sol joked to himself but was actually slightly confused at the same time.

Most of the Mercenaries were younger people, in their early-mid twenties.