CHAPTER 224

“The damned dogs find this old building a perfect place to shed their weight,” the blonde receptionist was still cursing as she came to her seat. “I’ve requested the guild master to paint the building and make it look nice and all, but forget about the painting, I didn’t receive my last month’s salary. If he doesn’t give me the last two months’ salary on the 1st of the next month, then I’m out.”

“Don’t speak like that, Sercy,” the old guard with one eye spoke while holding a half-empty liquor bottle. “If you leave, who’s going to take your role?”

“Then you pay me the salary,” Sercy retorted, and the old guard shut up. “Thought so. Everyone can say the words because it’s easy, but only those who do the work to fulfill their words really matter. And we’re unbearably short on staff as well as the venerers. That’s why the missions we’re receiving have also fallen abysmally in terms of quality and quantity.”

“Most of our guildsmen left and picked better guilds,” the old guard said, sippin