Suddenly, Enderian collapses.

Ameliah's eyes widen.

“What's wrong?” She asks.

Enderian touches his aching stomach and lets out a groan. “Damn.” He says, looking up at Ameliah with bitter eyes. “You wouldn't happen to have something to eat would you?” He asks, feeling a little ashamed.

Ameliah lets out a laugh. She puts down her backpack and takes something out. Wrapped in leaves, she handed it over. “Blueseed Bread.” She says. She felt a little bitter about giving away what little bread she had. But the boy just looked so helpless.

Enderian receives the bread, drool escaping from his mouth. “Thank you.” He says, grateful.

Quickly, he unwraps the bread and takes a bite. A groan escapes his mouth. “Oh my. Oh my, so good.” He says.

Ameliah frowns. “You don’t have to feel so good about it!” She exclaims.

Enderian quickly stuffs the rest of it in his mouth and swallows. Enderian smiles. His stomach was satisfied.

Ameliah continues to frown. “Are you done? Let’s go!” She says, impatiently.

Enderian lets out a bitter smile. “Sorry.” He says, standing and allowing Ameliah to lead the way.

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Ameliah lets out huff. “Don’t slow me down, bread boy!” She exclaims before leading the way.

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…

Enderian allows the bustling of the city to encompass him. He couldn’t help but let out a sigh. “It’s so busy.” He says, squeezing between the people passing by.

“Come on, slowpoke!” Ameliah calls out.

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…

Ameliah led the way to a building, decorated by a sword and an axe, crossing over each other.

Ameliah approaches the desk near the entrance. “Hello!” She calls out.

A lady’s eyes widen. “Can I help you?” She asks from behind the desk.

“We want to sign up for the Adventure’s Guild!” She says, maybe a little too excited.

The lady lets out a sigh and places two pieces of paper on the desk. “Fill these out.” She says.

Enderian frowns. Paperwork? Damn. He thinks.

He grabs the paper and a pencil and leaves to find somewhere to sit.

Enderian sits down and looks at the paper.

Name:

Weapon Proficiency:

Magic Proficiency:

Skills:

Available Battle Roles:

Education and Certification:

Enderian’s eyes widen. I have none of these but the name! He exclaims.

Enderian gets up and walks over to Ameliah and nudges her shoulder.

“What?” Ameliah asks, annoyed.

“Hey. Uhm. Just a question.” Enderian says.

“Spit it out.” She says, impatient.

Enderian lets out a bitter smile. “Are we, ugh… Are we qualified to apply here. I don’t know about you, but I don’t have any weapon or magic proficiency. And I’ve never been educated, at least here. I certainly don't have any certifications.” He says, somewhat shyly.

Ameliah frowns. “So what?” She asks.

Enderian raises an eyebrow. “So is there a chance they’ll even take us?” He says.

Ameliah shakes his head. “What are you afraid of, Enderian? Its just filling out a form! The risk is negligible. At worst you’ll get rejected.” She says, unable to help but cross her fingers. Although she said the words, she was quite nervous herself.

Enderian lets out a sigh. “Fine.” He says before walking back to fill out the form.

He simply put his name and filled out the skills section with knowledge from his previous life.

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“You've been accepted as Junior Adventures. You qualify for any Adventurer Assistant jobs and a few ingredient gathering jobs.” The lady says. “Congratulations. Here are your badges. Feel free to look at the job board.” She says before turning to other work.

Enderian looks at his badge, somewhat surprised. “Praise the heavens.” He says.

Ameliah takes her badge with delight. “My journey starts here!” She says, excited for the future.

Enderian lets out a chuckle. “I guess mine does too.” He says, amused.