Hacking the Game Didn't Go as Intended [Part One]

CHAPTER 62: The Fruits of Labor

"We would like to apply for this quest, please," said the boy, sliding the job listing and four ID cards across the counter.

Thalia reviewed the job description and IDs, then glanced over the three young girls behind the boy—a party comprised of an archer, mage, and healer, with the boy as the warrior.

It was a well-balanced party, and the job was to eliminate a pesky group of goblins that were frequently terrorizing a small remote village, which was relatively easy for an F-ranked quest.

Thalia swiftly ran their details through the Global Census Register and confirmed that they were fresh recruits embarking on their very first job as adventurers.

"I don't mean to intrude," Thalia started with a considerate tone, "but wouldn't a gathering quest be more suitable for your first job? Dealing with Horned Rabbits and Forest Imps could help you acclimatize as new adventurers. Goblins might seem small and unthreatening, but they can actually be quite cunning."

"I think we've had enough acclimatizing through the guild's field test thank you very much," a feisty redhead among the girls responded flippantly.

"Plus," the boy added with a similar level of insolence, "gathering quests don't pay nearly enough to support our families and lifestyle. While I appreciate your concern, we'll be sticking to the goblin job."

"Very well then," Thalia responded with the same level of courtesy she had extended earlier. Without delay, she promptly completed the application and watched silently as the party turned their backs and proceeded towards the exit.

Before she went through the doors, the healer turned and bowed apologetically, as if on behalf of the others.

"Do you think they'll be alright?" asked the clerk who was teasing Thalia just moments ago.

"Well, they seem to believe so."

***

Finnian pulled his sword from the eye socket of the downed Floor Guardian, crimson red blood coating the long blade.

[Name: Finnian Lancaster

Species: Human

Level: 29 | EXP: 16,780/131,406 (12.76%)

Class: Samurai

Affiliation: Adventures' Guild

Title: Way of the Warrior

HP: 1259/3974 | MP: 36/521

Strength: 107 | Stamina: 78 (+13) | Agility: 61 | Intelligence: 44

Stat Points: 0]

Gavric pressed his boot onto the creature's lifeless corpse, both hands wrenching his mace from its shattered hind leg. Retrieving his shield from the ground, he secured it around his forearm.

[Name: Gavric Ironheart

Species: Human

Level: 27 | EXP: 8,520/113,906 (7.47%)

Class: Tank

Affiliation: Adventures' Guild

Title: None

HP: 1642/2904 | MP: 23/486

Strength: 100 | Stamina: 84 | Agility: 32 | Intelligence: 54

Stat Points: 0]

Rexar lowered his fists with a sigh, blood and gore dripping from his gauntlets that were now sufficiently seasoned in battle.

[Name: Rexar Ashenwood

Race: Demihuman (Wolfkin)

Level: 26 | EXP: 92,957/105,625 (88%)

Class: Warrior