Miss Brown handed Lucius a stack of papers, the edges of the stack were perfectly aligned and crisp.
She adjusted her glasses, clearing her throat before speaking.
"These are all the raid missions that we have currently, ranging from E-rank to D-rank," she said, setting the stack neatly before him. "You've completed twenty D-rank raids so far, Sir Lucius. You're only a few missions away from qualifying for C-rank advancement."
Lucius raised an eyebrow, flipping through the pages lazily.
Each mission slip was stamped with GRIMMAW's official seal… mostly routine cleanup operations, escort duties, and low-level dungeon raids.
It was the usual kind of work that didn't excite him anymore.
"I see," he muttered with a flat tone. "Are there any special raids among these? I'm getting tired of the same thing every week."
Miss Brown chuckled softly, tapping her pen against the counter.
