Treating differently Huh!

"It's not just about me becoming a potion factory,"

Kee Miyoung stated with a touch of conviction, while secretly acknowledging the potential bonus that came with it. Lost in contemplation, their meals arrived, shifting the atmosphere to a more ambiguous one.

The camaraderie amongst these individuals was apparent, yet beneath the friendliness, Kee Miyoung recognized their ulterior motives—searching for individuals with skills aligned with their interests. Park Deokgu, always carefree, dug into his meal enthusiastically, in stark contrast to the pensive expressions worn by Kim Hyunsung and Lee Sang-hee.

Unaware of the underlying tension, Park Deokgu endeavored to maintain a cozy atmosphere by engaging in conversation.

"This is delicious. It's been so long since I've had a hot meal."

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," Lee Sang-hee responded kindly.

Park Deokgu's tone turned playful. "My grandmother used to say never trust anyone who gives you free food… But I suppose your hospitality is alive and well, isn't it, Kee?"

Kee Miyoung's expression must have resembled that of someone who'd just been stabbed, as embarrassment tinged their cheeks. "Well…"

Kim Hyunsung quickly intervened to save the situation. "I think so too. Deokgu is right. Thank you for your hospitality, although I do wonder why you're being so generous. I don't mean it offensively, of course. It's just that it seems a bit extravagant for a post-tutorial celebration. I apologize if that came across as impolite."

"No, no. I'm the one who should apologize. You're right. This can be confusing. I couldn't read your thoughts earlier because you all seemed so composed. Given what we've been through, it makes sense that trust doesn't come easily. I've experienced the same. We're sorry for not explaining things in more detail beforehand."

Kim Hyunsung hastened to clarify. "No, it wasn't my intention to suggest that."

"It might help to give you some context about this place," Lee Sang-hee offered.

"Yes, please. Thank you."

"This world is similar in structure to Earth, but it's not quite the same. Three countries coexist in balance here: The Kingdom Union, the Republic, and the Holy Empire, to which we belong. There are other free countries and kingdoms, but these three are the largest and most influential."

"Ah."

"None of us founded this country. The locals have inhabited it for a while. The relationship between us newcomers from Earth and the residents here is complex, driven by various interests."

"Ah…"

"Our Blue Guild is technically affiliated with the Benigor Empire. We're not bound by their laws, but we reside on their land and benefit from their cooperation. And it's not just us—every group here operates under a contract with the Holy Empire of Benigor."

Kee Miyoung's understanding grew clearer. This situation had its benefits, providing certain autonomy while being linked to the empire in various ways.

"I see."

"The tutorial dungeon occurs annually. In the Holy Empire, we manage the tutorial dungeon on a rotational basis."

"Is that the Blue Guild's role?"

"No. It's a collective effort. Several large and smaller guilds take turns managing it. Our Blue Guild secured the right to manage it this time, which also gives us the first opportunity to negotiate with you."

"That sounds fair."

Such fairness was likely facilitated by the Holy Empire's involvement. The intricate dynamics of Earth's populace deciding such matters seemed beyond comprehension.

"There's one more thing I'd like to clarify. Does this mean we're expected to join your guild?"

"No. I mentioned the first negotiation right. Think of it as if we're a company and you're candidates awaiting job and salary discussions on this planet."

"Understood."

"You can consider this spacious room and the provided food as an offering. Yes, it's essentially a bribe," Lee Sang-hee admitted, donning a wry smile.

Kee Miyoung's guesses were accurate so far, but Lee Sang-hee's candidness caught them off guard.

"She's remarkably upfront."

Indeed, in Kee Miyoung's shoes, they would have masked more than half the story, revealing only the pertinent details. Such frankness suggested Lee Sang-hee's experiences had molded her honesty.

"This could signify their desperation."

It was the sole explanation that fit. And at that, Kee Miyoung raised a question.

"I have a query."

"Yes?"

"What's the Blue Guild's position within the Benignor Empire?"

After a moment's pause, Lee Sang-hee nodded, ready to explain. "The Blue Guild once represented the Holy Empire. Our influence might not have been colossal, but—"

"In the past," Kee Miyoung finished for her.

"Indeed… There were unavoidable circumstances that led to our decline. But I urge you to consider the potential for the future. Our growth potential matches that of other major guilds, and the conditions and opportunities we offer won't be eclipsed by them."

Such a decision entailed risks. Kee Miyoung weighed the possibilities—how much they'd have to invest versus the gains they'd reap.

"They are indeed desperate."

The situation became clearer. The Blue Guild was in dire straits, prompting them to gamble like this.

"I realize my explanation may be lacking, but worry not. I'll provide more details soon."

"Thank you," Kim Hyunsung responded positively, emanating an aura of optimism.

Kee Miyoung felt inclined to listen as well. Without a concrete plan, it was wise to explore their options.

"Am I still being considered?"

A once-thriving guild now waning could be an attractive opportunity.

"Rest well today, and perhaps we can continue this tomorrow?"

"Sure. We will," Kim Hyunsung agreed.

Lee Sang-hee smiled, leading them to their quarters. Compared to the uncomfortable lower floor, the inviting beds seemed heavenly.

Yet, Kee Miyoung knew this was just an enticement—a bribe, as Lee Sang-hee had put it. Once the contract was signed, uncertainty would prevail. But with such enticing benefits…

"Feel free to reach out if you have concerns. I won't be far."

"Thank you for your consideration."

As Lee Sang-hee left, her gaze lingered on Kee Miyoung. They were unsure of their standing in her estimation.

The main attraction was clearly Kim Hyunsung, but Kee Miyoung, pretending not to notice, focused on Park Deokgu.

"Although it's sudden, this VIP treatment is confusing. It's hard to believe we're being treated this way."

"I'm puzzled too, Hyung. This world involves contracts, empires, and headaches. Did you grasp anything?"

"Yeah… roughly…"

"This is giving me a headache."

"Take your time. Consider your options. But you might find a smaller guild more suitable. Conditions might not be perfect, but they need us right now, so a comfortable treatment is guaranteed."

"Should we aim for a place where we're useful?"

"Yes. It's a simple idea, but Lee Sang-hee... She seems genuine. The Blue Guild too. I'm unsure why it declined, but I sense a genuine desire to rebuild."

Park Deokgu nodded in agreement.

Kee Miyoung noticed that Park Deokgu and Jung Hayan seemed oblivious to the situation, unlike Kim Hyunsung and themselves.

"Are you considering joining this guild?" Kim asked,

"Kee?"

"I need more time to decide. I'll know tomorrow. I haven't figured out my path yet. It's better to take some time." Kee Miyoung replied.

"Yes. Explore your options. There are many." Kee said.

The atmosphere oscillated between caution and comfort. Kee Miyoung wasn't sure about Kim Hyunsung's intentions, but they found solace in the bed, succumbing to drowsiness.

Kee Miyoung focused on the bustling morning. Lee Ji-hye and others from the shelter were likely safe, residing elsewhere.

The crucial matter at hand demanded attention. Bargaining would play a pivotal role.

"Bargaining…"

The negotiation for all four of them was essential. Kim Hyunsung, Park Deokgu, and Jung Hayan had already secured attention.

Kee Miyoung despised the atmosphere—an outsider amidst perfection. They envied the obliviousness of Park Deokgu and Jung Hayan. Their stats were dreadful in comparison.

Yet, Kee Miyoung's magic proficiency held promise. Crafting unparalleled magical abilities was within their grasp, suggesting potential as a skilled Alchemist.

With high intelligence, Kee Miyoung could offer unmatched magical creations. They contemplated how this could be beneficial, lost in a disillusioned state of potential usefulness.

A voice disrupted their thoughts.

"Mr. Kee Miyoung."

Startled, Kee Miyoung turned to see Lee Sang-hee and unfamiliar faces.

The executives or personnel managers were probably among them. One, older with glasses, spoke up.

"Ah, Mr. Kee Miyoung, you have an alchemist's role."

"Yes, I chose the path of an alchemist in the second class," Kee Miyoung replied, feeling embarrassed by the pessimistic aura.

Lee Sang-hee retained her composed demeanor, but others showed disapproval.

Kee Miyoung's hopes faded. It was evident that the guild wasn't keen on accommodating them, unlike the others.

Lee Sang-hee attempted to lift the mood with a wide smile. "The initial payment is 1,500 gold, equivalent to 150 million Korean won. The contract spans 7 years with a yearly fee of 700 gold. Other negotiations will follow, and we'll provide essential support."

The older man beside her appeared rigid, indicating that Kee Miyoung's inclusion was a concession.

Realization dawned—it seemed like they were taking advantage of Kee Miyoung.

"Desperate, aren't they?"

It was the only logical explanation.

"These opportunists…"