bookandnovel Chapter 158 158: F*ck it. Lets Ball
Chapter 158 158: F*ck it. Lets Ball
Ethan stood in the center of the circle, arms folded, weighing his options.Hmm… should I summon just enough for the registration? Or…
His lips curled into a dangerous grin.
Fuck it. Let's ball.
He raised one hand.
The temperature in the hall dipped. A hush swept through the mercenaries as golden shadowy mist bled across the floorboards, curling like smoke from a dying fire.han dipped the quill again, the black ink flowing smooth and final as he wrote:
Arkhaval Eternal Eclipse.
The words seemed to pulse faintly on the page.
The clerk's throat bobbed. He muttered something under his breath before snatching the documents and scurrying into the backrooms.
Minutes dragged by, tension lingering in the guild hall like heavy fog. The mercenaries kept their distance, whispering nervously, stealing glances at Ethan and his companions but quickly looking away when his gaze swept the room.
At last, the clerk returned, moving carefully, as though he carried holy relics. Upon a polished tray rested three gleaming badges and a golden plate.
He set them on the counter with reverence. "Here they are. Gold-rank for Sir Ethan, Silver for Lady Lirael, and Iron for Lady Sylvie, all inscribed with your names and mana signatures." His hand indicated the last piece, a rectangular gold plaque, its surface etched with ornate script. "And this… the insignia of your company. Its name has been recorded in the guild registry."
The words gleamed in the lamplight:
Arkhaval Eternal Eclipse.
Ethan picked up the plaque, weighing it in his palm. He gave a single nod, expression unreadable. "Good."
Without another word, he turned on his heel. Lirael and Sylvie fell into step beside him. Together they strode out of the mercenary guild, the oppressive silence easing only when the heavy doors shut behind them.
Inside, the hall seemed to release a collective breath. Shoulders slumped, mugs were raised again, and hushed voices filled the space once more.
But none would soon forget the name that had been etched into gold that day.
Arkhaval Eternal Eclipse.
Then the clerk screamed loudly.
"Arghhh...I forgot to ask for the fees. Damn it. Now I have to pay for it."
With the mood finally lightened and the mercenaries laughed completely understanding why he forgot it.