With my registration into the Guild complete, I run out of the booth to the entrance and grab another number for quest application before any numbers are even announced, just in case I missed my previous number.

The remaining adventurers inside the Guild are gathered here, but they did not come for the numbers. They stand at the entrance, in several rows, watching what is going on outside, not one of them willing to take a step through the doorway. I don’t even try to look past them to see what is going on—I’m too short to see anything, after all. And the sound coming into the Guild paints a clear picture anyway.

The screams coming from ‘The Town’, into the Guild are getting quieter—no—fewer. Are they seriously getting outright wiped by my dragon? I know my dragon should’ve been a strong one, but that one was just meant to clear out the line in the Guild, not kill every single adventurer there is! I mean, come on—it’s a water dragon! At this rate, there will be no one left to act heroically in front of! This whole Adventurer Guild thing is taking way longer than I expected. And that’s with me skipping the lines!

“Q five hundred fifty-five! Q five hundred fifty-five!” I hear the announcement echo through the hall.

I check my number. Great! I did the right thing grabbing this one, and run into the Quest glass booth with an open door.

“I want to join the quest for the hunt of the dragon of the Crystal Valley! I’m a Silver-ranked freshly-registered adventurer, ready to go, and I know that if I die it’s my fault!”

I finish my fast-pasted explanation and stare at the human girl sitting at the desk opposite of me. She’s almost the same as the one in the previous booth—bob haircut, glasses, professional make-up, black suit. Only this one has blonde hair and green eyes, while the previous girl was a brunette with blue eyes.

“Please sit down,” the girl points at the chair, “I need to check if you are indeed registered here. In the meantime, please show me your medal. And be prepared to answer a questionnaire, designed to—”

“Oh, forget it!” I say with a heavy sigh and wave of a hand, interrupting the robotic, monotone voice of the girl that is already grading to my ears.

I know I said I wouldn’t give up when I’ve come this far, but I simply can’t take another second of this! Who needs Adventurer Guilds anyway!? I’ll make my own adventures and become known as the greatest adventurer that ever lived!

I head back to the exit out of this hellish nightmare of a guild before it has taken my soul too. I’ll just kill the dragon and become a hero the old-fashioned way!

“Let me through!” I shout, trying to squeeze through the crowd at the doors. It’s during this struggle that I notice that my feet are already in the water, ankle-deep. You can’t blame me for not seeing it sooner, after all, I was drenched from the flood not too long ago.

I finally manage to get myself to the front of the spectators by pushing through between their legs. When I take my first steps out of the Guild I freeze from shock. And it’s not some freezing spell that is cast on me. I’m genuinely at a loss of words. I completely forgot that the top of the grand, white stairs of the guild, where I am standing at the door, is at least eight feet above the ground level. And yet it is submerged! The entire city is utterly flooded!

And there’s the culprit! I raise my arm and aim my open hand at the semi-translucent water dragon that is walking through the flooded ruins of ‘The Town’. I wonder what kind of spell to blast it with before it meets up with the other dragon that is busy barfing up more water into what is now a gigantic lake, filled with floating wooden debris and bodies of different races.

“Wait, what?” I say and lower my arm in confusion. Why are there two dragons? And when I say two, I mean if you don’t include the other dragon that is playing in the lake by rolling in the water and having its body temporarily merge with the water of this ‘lake and then separate it. I also don’ count the two water dragons I see flying off into the sunset. Nor do I count the three dragons circling the Guild like vultures… How many is that now? What’s going on?

I swiftly bring up my spell tab and find the [Summon Hostile Wild Water Dragon] spell to double-check its description.

Skill name: Summon Hostile Wild Water Dragon Level: 1/10 Type: Passive Cost: 1805 MP Summons a hostile Water Spirit in the form of a Dragon. Cannot be controlled, manipulated or reasoned with. Has a 5% chance to be summoned with a blessing of the water god Suijin himself.

There is nothing here about summoning multiple dragons! I created the spell to specifically summon only one! Wait, Passive? ... Passive…

"Oh... Dang, it..."