The mont Kyran said those words, all rcenaries nearby sneered.
They were aware of the process to beco a rcenary. The first step was to register at any rcenary Guild. The second was an actual combat examination. The third was the assessnt. And the last step, based on the results of the assessnt, was grading.
It might look simple, but unlike what most people knew, passing all these steps was not easy. There were so who even failed to pass because they did not et the bare minimum of the requirents when registering.
Yes, an applicant could fail before even starting!
The reason why the rcenary Hall had strict requirents, was because of the benefits they offer and to discourage 'casual' applicants.
Being a rcenary was not a profession for all. A lot of the requests the rcenary Guild received were dangerous. Life or death could be the end result. Of course, these types of requests would only be given to higher grade rcenaries, but that did not an there was no danger from easier requests. Benefits would be granted, but one had to work hard for it as well.
The woman smiled at Kyran, "I'd be happy to assist you. Please let know if you are aware of the requirents you need to present during the registration, if not I can explain it to you and give you enough ti to acquire -."
"That is okay, I have what you need," Kyran interrupted. He took out a container from under his cloak and placed it on the table in front of the woman.
The woman nodded, "Very well. Let us proceed with your registration."
"Thank you," Kyran replied.
The woman opened the container and looked inside.
Inside were three items: the black box which contained Kyran's badges from the military school, an insignia of the Regis Clan, a profile of a purple dragon with a golden crown, and last, a rolled-up parchnt.
"Oh! You are from the Regis Clan," the woman said in surprise once she saw the insignia.
Even the onlookers were surprised.
What is a recluse old noble family disciple doing at Starhorn?
"Is there a problem?" Kyran asked.
Nolan warned him to observe the reaction of the person who would do his registration. If that person acted suspiciously after finding out he was from the Regis clan, they would have to proceed with plan B.
"Not at all! I'm sorry for raising my voice, it is rare to et soone from the Regis Clan here so I was surprised," the woman answered with a hint of excitent.
Her excitent had sothing to do with the new high-profile bounty. Although it was only ntioned as a piece of passing information, it did say that the target was last seen near the borders of the Regis estate.
Of course, there was also the fact that it was rare for a Regis disciple to want to beco a rcenary.
"I was in the area so I thought, might as well."
"A smart choice good sir," the woman smiled and checked the parchnt next. "If you registered at our branch guilds you will still need to co here for the grading process."
The rcenaries nearby frowned after hearing the woman. Her tone actually hinted that the man had already passed! They were still on the first step right?
A recomndation letter presented during registration must co from a figure the rcenary Hall recognizes. Such figures were either high-grade rcenaries, Patriarchs or Elders of a clan, Master level mages, Dean or Instructor from the military school, etc.
"A recomndation letter from the Patriarch of Regis Clan," the woman urged her magic. Faint green magic arrays appeared and circulated from her hands, then around the parchnt. She nodded after a few seconds and smiled at Kyran, "I have confird the authenticity of the letter."
Kyran just gave a small nod.
"And last, confirming your combat attainnts." The woman rolled the parchnt before returning it inside the container.
'Now, this is where it all starts,' Kyran thought, feeling his heart beat faster as he watched the woman take out the black box.
"These are the proof of your combat attainnts from Milfiore Military School?" The woman continued after seeing the emblem on the box. She frowned a little. The recomndation letter, clearly stated that he was a 'mage' disciple of the Regis Clan. How co he presented a 'combat' related proof instead of magic? And why would he learn combat at a different school? The Regis Clan also had a school for combat.
"Regarding that, I don't have proof of my magic attainnts so I'll use the one I got from military school," Kyran explained. Technically, what he said was correct. "Will it do?"
"Well, since the recomndation letter confirms you are a mage normally we have to check your magic attainnts. If you present proof of your combat attainnts, then we will require a recomndation letter from an instructor at Milfiore Military School. But since you ntioned that you do not have proof of your magic attainnt at the mont, we can still consider it if the proof of combat you brought is also from the Regis Clan."
The woman gave a brief explanation.
"Then, please go ahead and check the box," Kyran said. "It has a recomndation token from the Dean."
Honestly, he did not have one. But Nolan told him to say that.
"Oh, in that case, you should have inford earlier."
So onlookers sneered.
"I have my reasons," Kyran replied.
"Apologies, I may have sounded impertinent just now." The woman imdiately apologized as she opened the box.
"I will now confirm proof of your combat attainnts..."
She froze.
The onlookers noticed the woman's expression and wondered what she saw because her color changed from flushed red, bluish, then pale white. It was too vivid that it was impressive.
"G-Good sir, I will have to ask you to et the Hall Master. May I please ask for your na?"
Kyran's eyes narrowed. 'I never expected these badges will rit this kind of reaction. My family didn't even flinch when they saw it.'
So far everything was going according to Nolan's scenario.
To be honest, when Kyran heard Nolan's plan, he comnted if these badges were that impressive, why not just show it from the start. However, Nolan scolded him while explaining that they had to highlight his connection and importance to the Regis Clan first. If not, they would fail to get the intended target's attention to succeed with the plan.
After all, in Starhorn, the Regis Clan's reputation was far better compared to the Milfiore Military School who was directly under the Royal Family.
"Kyran Regis," Kyran answered shortly.
All people who heard his na gasped. The woman also almost dropped the black box.
This reaction got the attention of almost all the people inside. The other rcenaries could not help but move closer to get a better understanding of what was happening.
"Y-You are a d-direct mber of the Regis family?"
"I am. The son of the next patriarch."
The gasped that was heard around was greater this ti.
Kyran tried not to flinch. He was never fond of attention. But he rembered Nolan's devilish grin when he told him that the more the people inside gave a look of surprise the better. So Kyran endured.
"T-Then please follow ," the woman told Kyran while returning the box to the container and giving it back.
Kyran simply gave a short nod and took the container. He hid it back inside his cloak.
The woman looked at a younger woman standing by the bounty board to the right side from the front desk. She had layered auburn hair and dark brown eyes.
"Hela, please keep watch for a while."
"Y-Yes, sis Marley." Hela answered and imdiately went to the front desk. She was also flustered because she heard everything.
Marley looked at Kyran and gestured for him to follow.
She led him into a door leading at the back of the rcenary Hall. They were greeted by two soldiers in black uniforms.
They walked down a lit long hallway with big doors on each side. After passing four doors, they stopped in front of the fifth door.
Marley faced the right door before looking at Kyran.
"Please wait a mont, while I inform the Hall Master."
Kyran simply nodded his head.
She went to the door and knocked three tis, "Hall Master, this is Marley from the front desk. I have soone with who wanted to register as a rcenary and he is from The List."
Kyran's eyes narrowed when the woman ntioned 'the list', 'What list?'
After Marley said her piece, silence ensued behind the door.
Then, a crashing sound was heard before another silence.
Kyran's face had dark lines. Just what was that?
"Ahaha... Apologies good sir, our Hall Master can be very clumsy at tis." Marley looked at him apologetically.
"Co in."
A woman's voice ca from behind the door.
"Yes, Hall Master." Marley opened the door and led Kyran inside.
Kyran entered the room after Marley.
He found a spacious room inside with lots of books everywhere.
And everywhere ant, the receiving area's couches and tables, the floor, the study table, even the end tables had books.
When Kyran looked at the chandelier above the receiving area, he also found few books stuck between its branches.
"Please do co in. Sorry for the little ss," the woman who spoke earlier greeted them.
Kyran lowered his gaze and looked at the woman who approached them from the ssy study table.
He was surprised to find a woman who seed to be the sa age as Marley.
Half of her wavy silk black hair was tied in a very intricate yet elegant manner, while half flowed down her back. Her red robe with gold and silver accents hugged her beautiful figure. And her reddish-brown eyes were very captivating.
Kyran found this woman very beautiful.
'Never look into the eyes.'
Nolan's reminder suddenly ca to Kyran's mind and imdiately he lowered his gaze.
'Hoo,' a faint smile escaped the woman's lips, seeing him pull away from her searching eyes.
"Hall Master Celine," Marley bowed before gesturing over at Kyran. "This is Kyran Regis, the son of the next patriarch of the Regis Clan."
Celine's eyes narrowed upon hearing this, "Well, well. It has been a while since we had soone from the Regis co visit our rcenary Hall."
Her voice was very sultry that Kyran found it hard not to 'listen' to her.
'Is it so kind of magic?' He wondered.
Celine waved her hand all the books lying around imdiately lifted and rearranged themselves back to the bookshelves on one side of the wall. Even the books stuck on the chandelier moved.
"Please have a seat," Celine told Kyran.
Marley approached Celine and whispered sothing to her.
Kyran noticed a change in Celine's expression, but it was too subtle it almost seed like he was mistaken.
Celine nodded and smiled at Marley, "I'll take it from here."
Marley bowed once again, "Then I will take my leave."
Celine gave a small nod.
Marley also bowed in Kyran's direction and left.
He watched her closed the door, before looking back at Celine, who was silently observing him. She did not even take offense when he did not take her offer to sit.
"Now then," Celine started and walked over to the couch.
Kyran followed her with his eyes.
"You want to register as a rcenary," Celine sat on the opposite couch, crossing her legs. The slit of her robe imdiately exposed her long white legs.
"However, contrary to your initial recomndation letter, you presented a different proof of your attainnts."
"I already explained why."
"Yes. You do not have it with you."
Kyran did not reply.
Celine just smiled and gestured at Kyran to sit. "Please be seated. I feel bad with you standing over there."
"I'd rather stand, thank you."
Celine's smile beca more amused.
"Do you know what that badge ant, Mr. Regis?"
Kyran tried not to flinch when she called him by his last na. He sohow felt older.
"Is answering that part of the registration process?"
Celine chuckled, "No. I am rely curious."
"Then please don't waste my ti and just tell how to continue with the registration. If not, I'll take my leave."
"Ahahaha!" Celine suddenly laughed.
Her laughter actually sent a strange sensation all over Kyran's body.
She leaned forward and smiled seductively at him. "I cannot decide whether you are being polite or... rude."
Kyran belatedly cursed himself. Nolan told him to be firm and stoic. Then he firmly told him to refrain from saying please. But it was a little hard for him. His parents taught him well.
Suddenly, Celine's eyes turned bright red. Magic fluctuations appeared in the air.
"Now Mr. Regis, let's continue with your registration. Are you here as a Regis mage, or as the Royal Family's combat master?"
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