A building situated slightly away from the main street. It was the place used as a base by Ariel's mercenary group, one of the A-rank mercenaries.
A mercenary suddenly knocked and entered, calling for Ariel, who was resting in the captain's office.
'Um, Captain?'
'Yeah, what is it?'
'A guest has arrived.'
'I don't have an appointment for any guests today?'
Ariel, who was spending a leisurely time without a schedule for the first time in a while, looked up.
'Ah, yes. They came without an appointment.'
'Good grief.'
Hearing that, Ariel shook her head.
Of course, it was something that happened often.
From peddlers to membership applicants, and even mercenaries asking for help because of difficult circumstances. At most mercenary bases, there was always a line of guests visiting unannounced.
Ever since becoming A-rank, the number of visitors had significantly decreased, perhaps because riff-raff felt burdened to strike up a conversation.
