Chapter 137 – Arkhaval's Eternal Eclipse
Ethan walked in the guild hall with his usual calm stride, Lirael and Sylvie trailing at his sides.
At the counter, the receptionist—a young woman with neatly tied hair and a practiced smile—straightened when she saw them approach.
"Welcome. How may I help you today?"
Ethan leaned lazily against the counter. "We're here to register her." He motioned toward Sylvie. "She'll also be joining my party."
The receptionist dipped her head politely. "Of course." She pulled out a neat stack of parchment and ink, sliding them across. "Please fill in the basic information."
Sylvie clutched her hands nervously in front of her apron but did as she was told, her handwriting small and precise. When the profession field came up, Ethan answered for her without hesitation.
"She's a healer."
The receptionist froze mid-stroke, her quill tip blotting a tiny spot of ink.
"A… healer?"
Ethan raised a brow. "Is there a problem?"
