Assimilate All Talents

Chapter 21: Approaching Invasion

Back at the guild, Sol turned in his quest to Trevor.

"Welcome back. How did it go?"

"Nothing much, really. These quests weren’t too difficult for me."

"Huh? That was one of the harder D-Rank quests, and you found it too easy?"

"Yeah, I took out the goblin shaman, then everyone else was light work."

"Hmm... Have you considered taking the rank-up test? You clearly seem to be stronger than your current rank."

Sol shook his head and said, "I did, but it really isn’t an option for me."

"Why?

"I don’t want to update my status page."

"That’s fair. Most people want to keep such things a secret. There is another way to rank up fast, but it’s a little riskier."

"What is it?"

"Join the frontlines. Currently, Duke Ferdinand is recruiting any adventurer starting from D-Rank and up to join the frontline against the incoming invasion. If you outperform, the reward can go up accordingly."

Because of the upcoming invasion of the Frostaxe Clan, a mass recruitment campaign had started.

"I see, it sounds like a good deal, but I don’t think I can handle the chaos of a war."

Trevor nodded and explained further.

"You don’t need to actually fight; there are many roles one can take. They need all kinds of people to support the fighters. You can register as a healer, messenger, trackers, repairers, etc."

’Hmm, healers? I did learn a healing spell from [Basic Water Magic].’

"Can I register as a healer?"

"Yes, but I didn’t know you can also heal. Your second talent must be special."

"Haha... Yeah."

Being suddenly brought into the conversation, Sol nodded his head.

"Yes, but not as a fighter. I will be healing the wounded."

Hearing him say that made the soldiers happy.

One of them patted him on the back, "Hahaha! Glad to hear that! If I ever get wounded, I’ll be sure to find you."

Sol nodded, "Of course, I will make sure to heal you good as new."

The other men also spoke up.

"Hahaha, we’ll hold you to it."

Sol enjoyed the atmosphere, taking this chance to relax after working hard for the past few days. As the evening reached the end, one more person went up to the stage. It was Harvey himself, the other co-owner of The Rusty Bed. When people saw him going up on stage, some took this as the chance to leave as quickly as possible, confusing Sol.

One of the soldiers noticed Harvey walking up and spoke quickly, "Alright, time for us to go. I am already going to war; I don’t want to suffer any more than I have to."

’Is it because of Harvey? Is he kicking us out?’

The group quickly left, leaving Sol at the table, and soon he understood why.

Harvey cleared his throat.

"How do you make holy water? You boil the hell out of it."

’Oh, no.’

"What does a zombie vegetarian eat? GRRRAAAIIINNNNS!"

’No, no, no.’

"What do you call a fish with no eye? Fsh!"

’It’s so much worse than I thought.’

"What was the last thing grandpa said before he kicked the bucket? ’How far do you think I can kick this bucket?’"

Unable to withstand any more jokes, Sol quickly escaped back to his room and prepared for his dungeon trip for tomorrow.