Decision

The fat young man looks very excited after noticing the recruitment post at the Guardian's Auction House.

It was as if he's already imagining himself entering the Guardian's Auction House as an Appraiser.

Everyone who was checking out the post noticed this as well but no one dared to mock him because of his status.

'Well, let's see the post first before I return…'

Vincent thought as he was already here. The Bestiary and his Potions can still wait for a little while.

As soon as he finished reading the recruitment notice, he found out that he can actually qualify as long as he was able to appraise the 20 items that they would prepare beforehand.

His experience or identity wouldn't even matter to them.

'My Intermediate Appraisal Skill should be enough for this. Aside from that, it's just a two-month contract so there shouldn't be any problem. The pay is also quite generous.'

Vincent then confirmed that the examination will start three days from now. He has enough time to prepare for it.

"They only needed three Appraisers… I'm definitely going to be one of them."

"Young master Cedric, do you really need to be an appraiser for the Guardians? The salary is just 50 silver… You can earn a lot more if you just continue supporting the Alchemist you previously hired.

Vincent heard the fat young man again as his escorts asked about his desire to be hired. He doesn't look like he needed money after all.

"What? Are you a fool? I'm not looking forward to the salary. If I'm hired by the Guardians, then my status in the family will increase even more. You just don't know how influential they are… As for that Alchemist, he only knows how to concoct two types of potions. Further investment is just a waste of money… Let's leave now!"

The fat young man called Cedric said as he lead his escorts away.

It appears that the Auction House has a very good reputation if even someone from a wealthy family wanted to be hired by them.

Vincent quietly left as he recalled buying a few clothes for him and Tara before he returned to the Florence's Inn.

As soon as he entered the inn, he found the manager at the front desk reading a newspaper.

He is a middle-aged man with a bald head but has a long brown beard. When he first met him, Vincent thought that he wasn't ordinary at all… and looking at him, his guess was right.

While he's reading the newspaper, Vincent can feel the subtle fluctuation of mana coming from him. It seems that one of the articles there agitated him or made him lose control of his mana.

"Ehem… Sir, is there a problem?" Vincent couldn't help but ask as the newspaper crumpled in the man's hands. He also felt that the desk was about to be destroyed so he immediately alerted him.

"Ahh… I'm sorry about that. I just read something ridiculous. You're the guy in Room 8, right?" The man said as he recognized Vincent.

"Yes… I just returned from the market, is it alright if I ask you about something here in the city? To be honest, me and my companion are new here." Vincent said politely.

"Oh? What is it about? I've been living here for over 40 years now so you can ask me anything." The man confidently said as threw the crumpled newspaper behind him.

"Can you tell me about the Guardian's Auction House? Anything about them will be helpful no matter how unimportant it may be."

"The Guardians? Aren't they popular in every city?" The man asked in confusion.

"Ahh… We actually came from a small village, so we don't know anything about the city."

"No wonder. You also seem young, is this your first trip to a city?"

"Yes…" Vincent replied as he approached the man. He seated at the chair in front of him thinking that it may take some time.

"Alright… Then I should probably start with how the Guardians are formed." The man said as he slowly recalled all the things he knows about the organization.

Apparently, the Guardian's Auction House is operated by the Royal Family itself. All the cities including a few large towns have this Auction House. Of course, there are still other Auction Houses that are existing and they could even auction off better items most of the time.

However, the Guardian's Auction House is the most reliable one in terms of security, privacy, and authenticity of the items being sold.

They are dubbed as the 'safest' Auction House which is why they are always being flooded with customers. It was no wonder they wanted to recruit more appraisers and security personnel.

'So it's a reliable company, huh…' Vincent nodded after hearing the brief explanation.

"Thank you for the information, Sir. I'm actually planning to apply as an Appraiser in the Auction House."

"Aren't you a bit too young to be an appraiser? Anyway, I now understand why you're specifically interested in them… You will be in good hands if you managed to pass their tests. Good luck… Right, you can just call me Lawrence." The man replied as he can tell that Vincent is only in his teens.

He didn't want to say that he has a very slim chance of passing but decided to encourage him in the end.

"I will do my best, Manager Lawrence..." Vincent said as he left 2 silver coins as a tip for his explanation.

Before he returned to his room, he informed Tara about his arrival and gave her the clothes he bought.

Well, they are still wearing their "villager's clothes" after all. Although Vincent modified them, they still don't look like city dwellers with those clothes.

Now, with the new tunic and a hooded cloak, they shouldn't be too eye-catching when walking on the streets as many people are wearing these types of clothes.

Clink! Clink! Clink!

As soon as Vincent was alone in his room, he pulled out the eight vials of potions he bought including a couple of Talismans.