Without one, a guild was bound to bleed out—losing money, time, and effort without ever turning a profit.
Lucas studied him for a moment before exhaling through his nose.
"You are saying that you have a Guild Token?"
Arthur’s lips curled into a small smile.
"Not me. But someone I know has one, and he is trying to build a guild."
Lucas chuckled, shaking his head. "Fair enough."
"Well, I have an area of land. It’s not exactly in the center of Caldera where all the major guilds are, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. As a new guild, you’d need room to grow without being crushed by the competition. Would you like to check it out?"
Arthur’s eyes narrowed slightly. "That depends. How much are you asking for it?"
Lucas leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "I don’t want money."
Arthur raised an eyebrow.
"I want a position inside the guild," Lucas clarified.
Arthur studied him for a moment, his expression unreadable. "You want a position? Like what?"
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Lucas smirked. "Not vice president or anything that high up. Just a seat. A role that fits my skills. Your... friend, the one with the guild token, can decide where I belong."
Arthur leaned back, considering. It wasn’t a bad offer, but it wasn’t an easy one to trust either. Lucas was an elite instructor, part of a powerful family. Why would someone like him want a position in a starting guild? What was his angle?
After a few seconds of silence, Arthur gave a small nod. "I’ll talk to him about your offer."
Lucas’s smirk widened slightly. "That’s all I ask."
Arthur stood, and Lucas pressed a button on his desk. A few seconds later, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," Lucas called.
The door opened, revealing a tall man in a dark uniform. His expression was stoic, his posture rigid, giving off the impression of a seasoned warrior.
Lucas gestured toward Arthur. "Take him to the land at High Street."
The man gave a slight nod before turning to Arthur. "Follow me."
Arthur cast one last glance at Lucas, who simply leaned back with an amused look. "Tell your friend to take his time to make a decision."
Arthur said nothing as he followed the man out of the office.
As they stepped through the academy gates and into the streets of Caldera, Arthur kept his thoughts to himself.
’Why does Lucas want to be involved? What does he gain from this?’
The journey took them away from the crowded city center, toward a quieter district. The buildings here were more spread out, the noise of the marketplace fading into the distance. Eventually, the man stopped in front of a property.
"This is it," he said, stepping aside.
Arthur scanned the land. It was vast—large enough for a proper guild headquarters, training grounds, even expansion in the future. While it wasn’t in the heart of the city, its location wasn’t bad. It had potential.
Arthur smirked slightly.
’Not bad at all.’
Arthur nodded to himself as he walked through the building, already envisioning the future of the guild within these walls.
The first floor, with its spacious layout and open hall, would make the perfect reception area. He could already imagine adventurers and guild members moving in and out, checking quests, collecting rewards, and discussing strategies.
The flow of people would create an atmosphere of activity, making the guild seem alive and thriving.
The second floor would be the guild’s shop—his personal advantage over other guilds.
He had no shortage of equipment, and with his 100% drop rate, the supply would never run dry.
Rare and very rare items would be sold exclusively to guild members at discounted prices, making it impossible for adventurers and players to resist joining. Other guilds relied on merchants to gather supplies through long periods of time, but Arthur’s method ensured a constant flow of goods.
’No one else has an unlimited supply of loot like I do. This shop alone will make my guild one of the most attractive in the city.’
The third floor would serve a different purpose.
This would be the meeting hall for elite members—a place for strategizing, planning large-scale operations, and discussing the guild’s future.
Alongside it, he’d have a lounge area where high-ranking guild members could unwind. Strength alone didn’t build loyalty—comfort and privilege did.
Finally, the fourth floor.
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This would be his personal domain.
His office, his personal quarters, and most importantly, a place where he could operate without interference.
Arthur’s eyes gleamed.
The space was perfect for a starting guild. It wasn’t in the best location in Caldera, but it was large enough to support growth. And with expansions, renovations, and influence, this place would soon rise to rival even the best guilds in the city.
He turned to the man who had given him the tour.
"It’s good," Arthur said. "Tell Instructor Lucas I’ll be in touch soon."
The man gave a brief nod before stepping aside, allowing Arthur to take one last look at the building.
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Arthur walked through the bustling streets of Caldera, his mind already set on his next objective. With the guild matters mostly settled, it was time to focus on something just as important—his reputation.
The Gilderhaven Guild was his next destination.
He needed access to the higher floors of the Weapons Hall and the Medicine Hall, where rare resources and powerful skills were kept. But without a high enough reputation, those areas were locked away, accessible only to the most trusted adventurers.
Arthur’s goal was simple—climb the ranks quickly.
But there was another reason for his visit.
Hank.
His C-Rank Scouting talent was proving to be a bottleneck. Compared to his other summons, Hank was starting to fall behind, especially when Arthur met George the Thief who had bypassed Hank’s talent. If Hank didn’t evolve soon, he would no longer be able to keep up with Arthur’s pace.
Arthur frowned.
’The key to Hank’s evolution is hunting flying beasts… but where do I even find them?’