"I want to register as an adventurer."
The bartender looked him over, evaluating him, then nodded and pointed casually.
"The door on your right."
Bruce followed his gesture and saw a lobby packed with even more people. Somewhere inside that mess was the path leading underground.
"Thanks," he said before leaving the bar.
He pushed through the rowdy crowd near the counter and reached the elevator door the bartender had indicated. A guard stood firmly in front of it, arms folded.
Bruce stepped forward. "I'm here to register as an adventurer."
The guard stared at him for a moment, then suddenly swallowed hard.
"Handsome lad, is this S-Rank suppression I feel from you? Are you S-Ranked?"
"Yes. I'm currently S-Rank," Bruce replied casually.
The guard froze. His eyes trembled in disbelief.
