Roja, Leader of the Dissection Team, Subordinate Team, Unit 5, [Radiant Fang] Guild
I headed to the Adventurer Management Office, a small branch in the outer city.
At the counter, I showed my rank and name on my card to the staff. The employee quickly greeted me warmly.
"May I ask what business you have with us, Mr. Roja?"
"I' d like information on an adventurer named Calika Nehu."
"Understood, please wait a moment."
"Alright."
After a short wait, the employee found the information.
"She' s a [Rank F] adventurer who just got her rank assessed recently. Her weapon proficiency is unknown, and as you know, Mr. Roja, [Rank F] adventurers never accomplish anything noteworthy."
"What about her family?"
"She' s been orphaned since childhood. She currently lives with her older sister, a [Rank D] adventurer with no profession, and a younger sister who hasn' t been rank-assessed yet."
In this world, once you register as an adventurer, all your information—name, age, family, work history, lifestyle, and criminal records—is collected and stored by the kingdom.
Adventurers can request certain information about others to decide on joint missions or to recruit them into a guild.
If she were [Rank E] , her personal details would be protected immediately, and only [Rank S] adventurers could access everything.
Unfortunately, as a mere [Rank F] , the kingdom collects her data but doesn' t bother protecting it.
"What weapon and combat style is her sister proficient in?"
"She' s skilled with a sword, but she can no longer work as an adventurer due to physical disabilities."
"How severe is it?"
"Both legs and her right arm are gone. Also, their family has a criminal record for fraud and attempted robbery."
"How many times?"
"Just once, and it wasn' t even successful."
Then there' s nothing to worry about. One last question.
"Where is her house?"
"Personal information can' t be disclosed, but we can arrange a meeting between her and you at the office, with Ms. Tiara' s consent, of course."
"That' s fine. What about Calika' s house? Can you tell me that?"
The employee gave a sly smile and nodded.
"That, I can tell you."
*****
Jaigia, Leader of the [Radiant Fang] Guild
Less than an hour later, I arrived at the entrance of a newly formed dungeon.
Inside, there were flickering lights and groups of people wandering across the floor.
It' s typical. Once a dungeon is declared dead and the owning guild abandons it, scavengers swarm in.
They' re a mix of thieves, thugs, beggars, fortune-seekers, and [Rank F] adventurers.
There' s no "first come, first served" rule, so fights and killings over loot are common.
The death rate here is higher than in low-level dungeons, thanks to ganging up, betrayals, and constant scheming.
Foolish [Rank F] adventurers who think it' s easy often end up as prey.
"Damn it! That' s the leader of the [Radiant Fang] Guild!"
The shout made everyone on the first floor turn to me with trembling eyes, backing away as far as possible.
I didn' t care about them. They could scavenge whatever they wanted.
But if any of them dared take my dagger, I' d tear them apart.
If what Tuge said is true, the other half of the dagger must be on the final floor.
The dungeon has been dead for a while, but they probably haven' t reached it yet.
I sprinted full speed to the 10th floor without stopping.
My eyes see in the dark, so I didn' t need torches or light gear like they did.
As expected, most of them were only exploring up to the 2nd floor, with a few reaching the 4th.
The dagger should still be there.
The 10th floor is vast, so it might take time to search.
But before I could start, I saw a naked woman lying on the ground, seemingly at ease.
I' d heard of perverts fooling around in dungeons, but it' s odd to do it on the final floor, especially with scavengers still around.
No, there' s no stench of male seed or traces of others since the 7th floor.
Based on her build and scent, I' m certain I' ve never encountered her before.
I approached, raising my hand to grab her head and lift her up.
*****
Rachel, Jaigia' s Personal Healer, [Radiant Fang] Guild
On a city street, ten carriages lined up to leave the city.
The first carried escorts: six [Rank C] adventurers.
I sat in the second carriage with four female [Rank B] escorts.
Three carriages held prisoners, each guarded by five people.
Though the three prisoners were beaten, their limbs broken and bound with ropes.
The remaining carriages were for my protection.
Our destination was a dungeon our guild had bought rights to for resource farming and growth.
Sigh…
I lost count of how many times I sighed, mourning the loss of talent.
Their work was impeccable, detail-oriented, and fiercely loyal to Jaigia.
Sigh… "Why meddle with Jaigia' s prized possession?"
At the carriage station, I ordered a stop and walked to Labo' s carriage.
Labo' s beard and mustache were soaked with tears, clumped together, ruining his dwarven look.
I pointed my staff at him.
"Heal."
A white light enveloped him, mending his broken limbs and wounds completely.
"Untie him."
The guard complied, releasing him from the carriage. I handed Labo two bags as he stood there, dazed.
"This is compensation for your hard work and provisions for your journey. I truly regret losing your talent, but if Jaigia sees you alive, you' ll be torn to pieces. Flee far from this kingdom and never return."
The elderly dwarf wept, bowing repeatedly despite my protests.
"Thank you, thank you, Ms. Rachel. I' ll never forget this kindness. If you ever need help, don' t hesitate to contact me. I may only be good for crafting and repairing weapons, but I' ll do what I can."
"Good luck, Labo. And no drinking on the job."
"Heh, I' ve learned my lesson for good this time."
I waved goodbye to Labo at the station before returning to my carriage.
We left the city, heading to our guild' s dungeon.
At the entrance, a sign read: " [Radiant Fang] Guild Dungeon," with a silver fang emblem gleaming.
This 17-floor dungeon was a grassland for low-rank guild members to train. Every evening, guild members cleared it to keep it safe.
We brought Majoka and Tuge to the 15th floor.
"Tuge, you didn' t do it, but watching a girl get tortured without stopping or helping? You' re cold-blooded."
"Yes, I have no excuses."
"Survive this and escape the kingdom."
"Thank you, Ms. Rachel."
I nodded to the escorts to untie him and give him a sword. Then Tuge was knocked unconscious.
I healed him like I did Labo.
We took Majoka to the final floor, placing her before the dungeon core.
"Majoka, how could you be so cruel? [Rank F] adventurers are people like us. Why hire someone to torture them before killing them brutally?"
Majoka glared at me with boredom, as if her initial guild persona was a facade.
"And what Jaigia ordered wasn' t cruel?"
"Jaigia only takes fangs."
"Taking fangs isn' t torture?"
"Ugh…!"
"Rachel, dear Rachel. You know that girl suffered the moment her gums were cut. Why didn' t a saint like you tell Jaigia to order Roja to use anesthesia and be gentle?"
"Majoka!"
"Why not tell Jaigia to heal everyone after taking their fangs? A fang' s worth one copper coin each."
I clenched my fists, unable to retort. Jaigia herself ordered Roja not to heal, saying it cost more than the fangs.
"What, Jaigia' s personal toy can only pity them?"
"Majoka! You know nothing!"
"If you can' t do it, don' t preach. A toy like you should spend your time pleasing Jaigia' s lust instead of worrying about others' fangs. It' d reduce the victims."
"…"
"What, speechless? That fang dagger' s only half left. Jaigia' s bound to go berserk. If you don' t want more guild members dying, use that tongue and your shameless body to satisfy her tonight. Hahaha!"