"It's a tumultuous season, I heard it seems to be the people from the Black Fist Army?"
"Yes, I heard it too."
Obviously, the stronger the adventurers, the better their understanding of the situation.
Lower-level adventurers know very little about the conditions of the warring parties, but at the Black Iron Level, they have some understanding of the inside information.
Third floor.
At this moment, there are about a dozen Bronze Level adventurers in the public lounge area, chatting in small groups.
At the counter, there are three female receptionists in black aprons, whispering to each other.
"Liya, your master hasn't been here for a while, right?" one slightly older receptionist asked.
"Yes, Lord Raine is quite busy, he's probably still over in the Iron Hills." Liya nodded.
"What about your performance this month? Seems like you're still a bit short? Otherwise, the bonus will be significantly reduced." Another receptionist said.
