I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

Today is the day the participating teams and support troops prepare to head to Warrengel.

Participating teams and adventurers who wish to go to Worengle need to line up and wait in front of the tournament hall.

Then, led by the soldiers, they headed to the location of the portal—the military camp!

This route, which is several kilometers long, is intended to let the people in the capital know that these contestants are about to go to the front lines to compete for the title of "Number One in the World".

Inside a tavern near the martial arts arena, several ordinary people are discussing something.

"I heard that the battles on the Worengel side are becoming more and more frequent. Although the Demon King's army has lost a lot of monsters, the attack has never stopped. A section of the city wall was breached, but fortunately it was repaired later."

"Where did you get this information, you're just an ordinary person?"

"Hey, I heard it at the Adventurers' Guild. The adventurers there were talking about it. I even saw the guild post a group quest these past couple of days, calling on adventurers to hunt monsters in Worengle!"

"Wasn't the final of the World Championship supposed to be held in Worengle? None of the mercenaries are going, some have even withdrawn from the finals. Will adventurers go to the front lines?"

"I don't know about that, but when the quest was posted, I saw some adventurers sign up!"

"Someone actually went? If that's the case, adventurers are more responsible than mercenary groups!"

"Nonsense, the vast majority of adventurers are from our country. Compared to those mercenaries who try every means to collect high rewards, the Adventurers' Guild is the organization that benefits the people."

"I heard that when the guild was first established, it had the support of Prince Tester, which deterred mercenaries who came to cause trouble."

"When I went to watch the match, I even saw His Highness Tester in person; he truly is handsome and imposing!"

"Mercenaries caused trouble when the guild was formed? Is that true?"

"Those mercenaries cower in the back when fighting to defend their country, but they rush to the front when it comes to making money and fighting amongst themselves."

"I'm just a casual observer, and I have absolutely no liking for mercenaries! Especially those mercenary groups that withdrew from the competition, sigh~, which mercenary groups were they again?"

As the man was speaking, he suddenly saw a group of mercenaries walk into the tavern.

The man pointed to the pattern on the chest of the mercenary's uniform and shouted, "Yes, yes, yes... that's the pattern. It's this mercenary group that withdrew because they were afraid to go to Warrengle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the mercenary at the door staring at him fiercely, which frightened him so much that he quickly buried his head in his food.

boom!

One of the mercenaries walked over, slammed his hand on the table, and said viciously, "Since when has even trash like you dared to talk about our Black Python Mercenary Group? Don't you know we're the seventh-ranked mercenary group in the royal city?"

"M-Sir, I was wrong!"

Faced with the trembling, apology-filled ordinary people, the mercenary leader snorted coldly, his sinister gaze sweeping over the onlookers in the tavern.

"Adventurers are basically just a bunch of people who want to join mercenary groups but lack the skills, and some are even from small mercenary groups who just wandered off. I'm speechless that you idiots can praise this bunch of freaks like this!"

"If it weren't for the World's Number One Professional Adventurer Competition, how many mid-level professionals would the Adventurers' Guild have even had before? The sheer number of adventurers now is all because they acquired this status just to register. Now that they know they're going to Warrengor to provide support, those adventurers have probably already taken off their lousy badges and thrown them away!"

"Didn't the Adventurers' Guild leader call on adventurers to go and support Worengel? Since everyone's saying the Black Python Mercenary Group is cowardly and afraid of battle, I'd like to see just how many people from the Adventurers' Guild you're praising are actually willing to go and die!"

"Hahaha......"

Several mercenaries found a table and sat down, ready to watch the adventurers make a fool of themselves.

In their view, most adventurers are either those who have been screened out by mercenary groups or professionals from small mercenary groups with no business.

Putting aside their strength, these adventurers didn't have any sense of righteousness to begin with!

A group of adventurers who do quests for rewards, no different from them.

How could someone like that possibly go to the front lines where the death rate is extremely high?

They came here to see the Adventurers' Guild make a fool of itself.

Not long after, shouts from residents could be heard outside.

"Here they come! The participating teams are here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the tavern rushed out.

People poured out of the buildings on both sides, filling both roads.

Everyone was there to see just how many adventurers Guild Master Anno could mobilize to support Worengel.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Anno rode Sassiel, followed by Ruth, Xue Feibai, and Rajil, to the guards at the entrance of the guild hall, awaiting the arrival of the others.

Subsequently, more and more participants arrived, and half an hour before the agreed time, all fifty participants had arrived.

Apart from them, not a single adventurer came.

"Hahaha...that's hilarious! After all that, not a single person is willing to come?"

"Is this what an Adventurers' Guild is like? Is this the influence of the Adventurers' Guild leader? Amazing!"

"Even among the participating adventurers, more than half of the fifth and sixth tier adventurers are from mercenary groups! It was clearly mercenaries who supported Worengel this time, so it's shameless for the Adventurers' Guild to claim all the credit for themselves!"

"How dare you make fun of us! It's ridiculous!"

The mercenaries watching grew more and more excited, as if they wanted to vent all the frustration they had suffered over the past two days, constantly mocking the Adventurers' Guild.

Even the nearby residents who were watching looked somewhat disappointed.

There are tens of thousands of adventurers; even gathering just a few dozen would be helpful!

To everyone's surprise, apart from the participants, not a single adventurer showed up.

On the other side, Anno walked up to the guards and said, "Everyone's here, we can go!"

The guards also knew that the Blood Wolf Knight was now a member of the Adventurers' Guild.

Looking at the participants behind him, he couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't the Adventurers' Guild supposed to send someone too? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

Xue Feibai smiled and shook his head, saying, "The martial arts hall takes up too much space, and there are too many buildings nearby, so there isn't enough open space. Therefore, our people are waiting in the square in front with the president."

"Is there not enough open space?"

The soldier looked around in confusion.

Although there's no plaza, the entire street could easily hold several hundred people.

"Could it be?" The two soldiers' eyes lit up, and they looked at each other.

"In that case, please follow me!"

The soldier walked ahead, his pace quickening involuntarily.

They wanted to get to the square as quickly as possible.

"They're leaving already? It seems no adventurers really want to go to Warrengal!"

"That shouldn't be the case! I clearly saw quite a few people signing up in the guild!"

Upon hearing this, one of the mercenaries couldn't help but scoff, "Heh... I bet it was just a momentary impulse; he'll regret it once he calms down!"

"Let's go, let's follow them. Arranging for them to set off from the guild hall was to let everyone in the city know about their 'heroic feat.' Now it seems their journey to the military camp has been a slap in the face to the Adventurers' Guild!"

A group of mercenaries followed the participants in the competition with great excitement, as if they had found money.

However, just as the group was about to reach the square, the mercenaries who had followed suddenly froze in place.

In front of the square, the flags of three adventurers' guilds stood high, fluttering in the wind.

Around the flag were adventurers, some squatting, some sitting, some adjusting their weapons, and some stretching.

They wore nameplates of different ranks on their chests.

From the lowest grade of iron and bronze to the highest grade of gold and platinum!

The number of people is not a dozen or twenty, not a hundred or two hundred!

The entire square was packed with adventurers of different levels.

A rough estimate puts the number at over two thousand!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The mercenaries who followed seemed to be stimulated when they saw the densely packed group of adventurers.

He pointed at the adventurers in the square and yelled, "This is going to the front lines to fight! How can so many people be willing to go? This is different from doing a mission. Don't they know the probability of dying in battle against the Demon King's army?"

"You bastard, what are you saying?"

Several nearby soldiers rushed over, grabbed the shouting mercenary, and sternly ordered, "For disturbing morale, throw him in jail for fifteen days!"