"Mercenary Union?" Joelson said to himself in a low voice.

This was a good choice.

With those experienced mercenaries who traveled around the continent all year round, it should be the fastest way to familiarize themselves with the central continent.

After asking, Joelson found the mercenary union in the port city.

The entrance was engraved with the symbol of a sword and a staff crossing.

When he walked in, there were many people dressed as adventurers in the hall.

There were knights who wore long swords on their waists, mages who wore mage robes, and even a few barbarian warriors who carried huge double-edged battle axes on their backs.

Most of the people were gathered in front of a huge wooden board.

There were many parchments nailed to the board, and Joelson sized them up.

"E-class character: escort the Larry Chamber of Commerce to Pine Cone City. Mission reward: 3,000 gold coins."

"F class character: collect more than 300 poisonous camellias. Mission reward: purchase each one for 8 silver coins."

The mercenary Union posted the requests of individuals or chambers of commerce near the port city on the mission board in the form of a reward, for the mercenaries to choose by themselves.

Once they felt that they were strong enough to complete the mission, they could take off the parchment corresponding to the mission on the board and register it with the specialized personnel of the union.

They would pay a certain amount of mission deposit and accept the mission.

The vast majority of missions had a time limit. If they were completed within the time limit, they would receive the mission reward.

If the mission failed or exceeded the time limit, the mission deposit would be deducted by the union.

A complete and systematic system was something that the southern region could not compare to.

Joelson observed the Mercenary Union silently for a while and watched the adventurers come and go. Finally, he made up his mind to apply to become a mercenary first.

The certified mercenary counter was a young and beautiful girl.

Joelson walked over. The girl looked at him up and down and said, "Ten gold coins, and then, name."

Joelson paid the money.

"Joelson Edward."

The girl quickly wrote down on a piece of paper and then said, "Strength?"

Joelson was slightly stunned.

The girl looked at him with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

It seemed that she had mistaken him for some young noble who had sneaked out to experience the life of an adventurer.

In fact, Joelson's current appearance was exactly what the girl had thought.

"Tier 8, water mage," said Joelson

The girl was about to write something down when she suddenly froze, "This is no joke," she said jokingly. "Mercenaries of different levels have different levels of missions. When low-level mercenaries complete high-level missions, there will be additional rewards. When high-level mercenaries complete low-level missions, the rewards will be reduced accordingly."

"Of course, you may not care about the rewards, but..."

The girl winked at Joelson and said with a smile, "If you encounter a compulsory mission, if you insist on lying, you will lose your life."

"Yes," Joelson replied and nodded.

The girl asked again, "What exactly is your strength?"

Joelson answered honestly, "Eighth rank, water and fire Mage."

The girl was stunned. She was so angry that she laughed.

She stretched out her white and tender arm and said, "Okay, show me your Mage Level Badge."

Joelson took out the eighth rank mage badge that was certified in the Alcott Empire and handed it to the girl.

The girl just glanced at it casually, she could not help but hold her forehead and say, "Please, the Mercenary Union is really not a place for you nobles to have fun, okay? If you want to forge an eighth-tier mage badge, you have to at least make it look like it. This badge looks like it was privately printed. It's completely different from the Imperial Mage Union's."

Joelson did not know how to explain.

"Actually, I'm from..."

"Alright, Alright."

The girl waved her hand impatiently, lowering her head and no longer looking at Joelson.

"I'll register you as an F class. Oh, no, give me ten gold coins, and I'll help you change it to E class."

Facing the girl's decision-making method, Joelson simply listened to her arrangements.

He handed over ten gold coins.

He received a gold coin-sized bronze badge. One side was engraved with the logo of the Mercenary Union, while the other side was engraved with his strength level.

From then on, the number one genius mage of the Southern Region, Joelson Edward, finally became a glorious... ... E-grade mercenary.

The girl helped him complete the procedures, then pointed to the mission board next to him and said, "Go there and see if there are any easier missions. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Perhaps it was because of the extra ten gold coins, the girl kindly reminded him, "Don't touch any missions above c-rank. It's best if you don't even look at d-rank missions. Well, that's it. You can go by yourself."

With a calm expression, he thanked the girl, turned around and walked to the wooden board, carefully looking at every bounty mission.

All he wanted was to find a mission related to the King's city.

He soon discovered that the range of low-level missions such as E-class and f-class were mostly within the port city.

Only those above D-class would leave the city.

C-class missions required some places to be further away, such as gathering magic materials in the dense forest 500 miles away from the port.

"Another brainless young noble."

The higher the level of the mission, the further the location of the mission.

Thus, Joelson's gaze began to wander over those a-rank or even s-rank missions.

The girl who had received Joelson stared at him for a while and realized that Joelson did not listen to her suggestion to accept low-level missions. Instead, he repeatedly sized up those high-level missions that were hanging on the top of the wooden board.

Even the powerful old mercenary did not pay much attention to them.

She could not help but shake her head and say, "He really thinks of himself as a tier 8 sorcerer."

Suddenly, she realized that there was something that she had missed on the counter. It was the "forged" mage badge that he had just taken out.

"Yours."

She opened her mouth and was about to call out to him when she suddenly dismissed the idea.

"It's quite beautiful."

The girl's eyes lit up.

The badge was engraved with an exquisite tulip.

The mage badges commonly used in the central continent were engraved with the symbol of the violet flower. It was also because of this that she was certain that the badge was a forgery.

"There's actually a magical fluctuation. It really took a lot of time."

The girl thought for a moment and secretly put away the badge.

If Joelson didn't remember it, she could keep it as a brooch. It was not bad.

Joelson looked at it for a long time and finally found a suitable mission.

"AA level mission: escort an item to the mage union headquarters and give it to the president of the Mage Union. Mission reward: 30,000 gold coins."