???: So those are his students?

???: The ones who decided to accept the mission. Mostly the overconfident ones.

???: Only thirteen of them?

???: Yeah.

???: Where's Rat?

???: He's in one of the chambers. Training with his new gear.

???: Talking about gear, why is mine taking so long?

???: We specialize in physical augmentation and energy manipulation...Sealing arts are outside our field. It will be ready on time, don't worry.

???: I would have wanted to test it a little beforehand though~?

???: Ri~ight~ Anyways, where were you when we prepared all this?

???: I went to the Platform.

???: Did you go recruit mercenaries?

???: I left a notice. Rated W3. Only strong ones will come. Pig teammates are worse than no teammates after all.

???: W3? Really? Then we won't have anyone show up at all! Were you trying the five legends?!

???: Well, one of those legends will certainly come. Also, you don't have to worry, the incentive is big enough to attract many.

???: What did u give them?

???: I am rank W2 so I only had to prove that I could pay~ I put bounties for 250 divens each~

???: Are you fucking crazy?! 250?! That's the equivalent of two and a half seed!

???: Don't worry~ I won't have to pay anyone after all~

???: You said you would give them, do you think the Platform won't make you uphold your words?

???: It's fine~ I flipped their tracking medal. I will just disappear in a secular worlds for a few decennies and come back as someone else. I will lose my W2 rank but we both know it doesn't matter much~

???: You're crazy. You think those bounty hunters won't track you themselves? What about that legend that you believe will join? Even if we succeed, you will be killed.

???: Are you worried for me~? How sweet~

???: *sigh* I don't want to be the one to pay in your stead. I won't!

???: I won't ask you to.

???: ... Do you think we will have enough?

???: No. Unless you bring your squad.

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???: No. No! If I did this, this world would be unprotected!

???: You own this world officially, who would dare attack it? And, we both know, better alive with nothing but dying wealthy.

???: ...I will think of it.

???: You do that~ I will go check on Rat.

...

In a world made of a single immense building furnished with technologies beyond the understanding of most people, a particular shop was always crowded. It was the interstellar mercenary agency. Occupying three of the sixty-nine floors of the building that floated in space, it was its most visited area. Not by tourists mind you but by the strongest of the many worlds. All the explorers worthy of such a name knew the Platform and its agency.

Their work was very straight-forward. They received bounties and gave them. They were the middleman between trades and requests of all kinds. Those were classified first by their types with numbers.

1 ) Quests : Mainly to find / create items.

2 ) Conquest : Hiring people to become part of a force in order to wage wars.

3 ) Trades : To enable buyers and sellers to meet more easily. And serve as a black market of sorts.

4 ) Bounties : Head hunting throughout worlds. It has the highest rewards and the highest difficulties.

5 ) Recruitement: Because it is difficult to survive alone and make a name for oneself.

After their types, they were classified with letters according to their difficulties.

E ) For the easiest.

M ) For the average.

H ) For the difficult.

W) For what is beyond difficult, tough like a world conquest itself. They are reserved to the strongest of the mercenaries who have already proven themselves beforehand to the agency.

And today, many people were crowding in front of a specific ad:

Type (4) : THREE HEADS

DIFFICULTY: WWW

REWARD: 250 Divens / head

CONTRACTOR: [Codename:The Sealer, rank WW]

APPROVED BY THE AGENCY - CREDENTIALS VERIFIED

Departure in seven days from date of posting for the world where they are currently sealed.

Meet at the Glow Empire 13th base, ask for 'Rat'

Rank minimum to participate: W

Maximum number of applyants:

This was the kind of ad that was very rarely seen throughout the centuries in the agency. Not only were the rewards beyond believable but the difficulty pasted was not a joke. Considering that it was the famous sealer who put the bounty himself, it spoke for the dangers itself.

However, beyond the bounty itself, what truly made the crowd so excited was the man that stood in front of it. It was one of the five legends of the profession: 'Wurm of Avarice'. He was a tall male of a mixed race born from a wurm and something humanoid.

With a humanoid body covered in dark green scales towering at around four meters, the bulkiness of his stature was something to behold. Just a look was enough for someone to understand. Understand that he was not someone to mess with. As proof was a circle of freed space all around him. No one was coming closer to five meters. Out of fear and respect.

Today, this male came to find a good bounty for training his descendants but his yellow reptilian eyes couldn't help but stop in front of that ad. One B/WWW. How long had it been since he saw one? The last time was...Right...When he earned his nickname and his place in the legends. So many had died back then but those who lived through it became the pillars of worlds and universes...

He could not help but feel the cold blood flowing through his veins warming in excitement from those fond memories. He was grasping tightly at the pommel of the giant warblade he was lifting over his shoulder. A long black blade with fluorescent green snakes runes seemingly randomly adorning the blade.

As he was gazing upon that ad, he could not help but lament to himself. If only this wasn't a foul's errand but a real job offer...