Jane's Story

Prologue part 5

   { - Well, I guess we should go look at these missions, right? Do you have a type you want to look at first?}

Anna's question made Jane think for a bit.

  [{ -  Well, no, I don't have any idea. Eliza said it could be any type of mission, right? But I highly doubt we can accept something too high-ranked. We're only 'Novices.' I guess we'll first see what we can take on for now.

Her answer was met with silent approval. It was quite obvious that the higher-paying missions would be locked behind higher-ranked evaluations.

Jane spun her hand around, and her Guild card appeared in it. She didn't look at it but walked up to the reception counter immediately. There, she found that Eliza had been replaced by another receptionist, a bit younger than her. The young woman had brown eyes and hair and seemed a bit frightened as Jane approached.

The redhead was surprised by that. She had never seen this woman in her life and couldn't understand why she was so scared of her. Finally, she reached the counter and smiled at the young receptionist.

    - Hello, I would like to see what kind of missions are available at my rank, please. Here's my card.

The redhead presented her card to the receptionist, who took it with trembling hands. She inspected it briefly before answering.

    - Y-you can look at all mi-missions from N-novice to A-apprentice. You are c-currently an Apprentice. Would y-you like to see them? There's a lot.

Her voice was soft but trembling. Her answer stunned Jane for a second. Apprentice? She should only be a Novice since she hadn't taken any missions yet and didn't have any points. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud laugh and a tap on her shoulder that almost made her stumble, but she bent her knees slightly, sensing the hand coming.

She turned around and had to lift her head to see since the one that talked to her was taller than her. It was Regg, smiling widely. He was topless, with several bandages around his chest and ribs, his jaw swollen, and a bloody bandage on his leg.

    - That was a great fight, Twig! You really got me good! I can't even say you surprised me. Every one of your moves was calculated and precise. Where did you learn to fight like that?

Jane felt a little sorry about the state he was in, it was totally her fault, though not entirely—after all, he had taunted her.

    - I started training at six. I'm really sorry about your injuries. You really did anger me back there."

Her voice was apologetic, but Regg just shrugged his shoulders.

    - Nah, it's okay, Twig. I deserved that beating. You're strong; don't beat yourself up. I'll be healed pretty fast. I see you're looking at some missions. Confused about your rank, huh? That's because I'm Experienced rank, and you beat me. The la... I mean, we couldn't let you jump straight to my rank right away.

Jane nodded her head in understanding. It was a pretty straightforward explanation. She turned back to the receptionist, who was watching them like a deer caught in headlights, and smiled at her. The young redhead changed her mind about the missions. The woman seemed too frightened to do her job properly. Even if she understood her new Rank, Jane still didn't know what she had done to make the woman so scared of her.

    - Actually, don't bother with the missions for now. I'm starving, so I'll come back after lunch. But can I request something? I'd like to send a quick letter to somewhere please.

Relieved, the receptionist nodded her head really fast.

    - Yes, of course! We just need the location and the message!