My inventory is full of monster materials.

Mark remained calm and composed, reporting the facts as they were.

"Sir, you are right."

"Last winter, the Nord border north of the Dragon Ridge Mountains was hit by a once-in-a-century snowstorm. My family and home were buried in the snow. I was the only one who managed to cross the mountains and escape to this place. By chance, I joined the 'White Eagle' adventure team."

"Um."

Conrad nodded slightly. He had heard about the snow disaster on the Nord border, but he never expected that the boy in front of him would come from that barren and cold land.

There was absolutely no need to arrest Mark and send him back.

The Adventurers' Guild in Pinewood Town has flourished due to a variety of factors.

Firstly, Pinewood Town is a remote border town, protected by two natural barriers: the Dragon Ridge Mountains and the Golan Forest. Therefore, the kingdom and lords do not need to deploy too many troops to defend it.

Another reason is that the Adventurers' Guild has achieved its current important status because of the long-term influx of a large number of outsiders.

However, Conrad could disregard the boy's background, but there was one thing he had to ask clearly—those unusual white hair and blue eyes.

"So what's wrong with you looking like this? This is quite unusual."

Upon hearing this question, Mark's heart tightened.

On the way back, Mark had specifically instructed everyone not to spread the word about the "descendants of the frost giants".

Once it spreads, there's no guarantee that high-level experts won't possess some special means of identification, so Mark has to be cautious and carefully choose his words.

"My current appearance is actually largely due to the 'Frost Bloodline' within me."

"oh."

Conrad understood without hesitation.

"That makes sense! You must have awakened the 'Frost Mage' and obtained powerful ice magic, which is why 'White Eagle' was able to kill the ogre despite being a level above you."

"No wonder that big guy insisted on giving you the medal."

This deduction drew the attention of everyone present.

Warlock!

A natural spellcaster!

The way everyone looked at Mark instantly changed, especially the young mage on the steps, whose gaze was fixed on Mark with curiosity and respect.

Mark was sweating profusely.

Just now, several powerful auras swept past him, but fortunately, there were no traces of magical detection mixed in.

This made Mark secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Regardless, with the chairman's endorsement, his unusual behavior can be reasonably explained, which will greatly reduce some of the rumors.

Conrad ignored the reactions around him and his tone suddenly became solemn and serious.

"This medal was originally awarded to your 'White Eagle' squad, it doesn't matter who wears it."

"However, since the big guy insists on giving it to you, then you can accept it on his behalf!"

After saying that, Conrad picked up the silver medal, pinned it to Mark's leather armor, and then patted it a few times to secure it.

In an instant, the entire square erupted in cheers!

Cheers and applause surged in like a tidal wave, one wave higher than the next.

The hostesses scattered all the flower petals in their hands, creating a shower of petals that danced and swirled in the air.

The triumphant music played by the band reached its climax, its stirring and majestic melody pushing the enthusiastic atmosphere of the scene to its peak.

The next second, Henry and Brady could no longer contain their excitement. They strode forward, lifted Mark up, and threw him into the air with all their might.

Emily also wanted to join in the fun, but she was too short and couldn't reach Mark even on tiptoe. So she could only stand aside and wave her little hands as if to make a gesture, her little face full of joy.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd surged into the venue and spontaneously joined in throwing the marks.

"Wow—Wow—"

Mark was tossed about in mid-air like he was on a roller coaster, his gasps drawn out, but a bright smile on his face.

Golden sunlight poured down, flowers and enthusiastic cheers mingled together, and the crowd lifted the white-haired, blue-eyed boy high into the air time and time again, capturing a vivid picture.

……

……

meeting room.

Bang!

Henry slammed a huge bear paw onto the table.

The bear paw is covered with thick, fluffy, brownish-black fur, with a plump and full paw pad and sharp claws that are over a foot long and polished to a gleaming shine.

Henry slapped the bear paw, feeling a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, and smiled at Clyde.

"Clyde, this is the paw of the Earth Bear. That should be enough for you to brew the 'Bear's Might' potion, right?"

Clyde, dressed in a dark robe, bent down and carefully examined the bear paw on the table. He even plucked a few bear hairs, twirled them, and sniffed them before slowly nodding in response.

"No problem, and the quality is excellent. It seems that it will definitely benefit from Butler Madeline's care."

Madeline, a tall blonde standing to the side, crossed her arms and immediately raised an eyebrow in rebuttal.

"Don't talk nonsense. Everything was done according to the guild's proper procedures."

Henry scratched his head and responded repeatedly with a silly expression.

"Yes, yes, it's all standard procedure, it's all standard procedure."

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Henry's adorable appearance, which made it impossible for him to hide anything, everyone present couldn't help but laugh.

After the laughter subsided, Clyde stopped laughing, turned to Mark, Brady, and Emily, and said seriously.

"The main material for 'Cat's Agility' is a limb of the Poisonous Sting Cat Demon King, while the main material for 'Owl's Wisdom' is the head or complete brain of the Owl Beast."

"As long as you can gather the main ingredients, you can come to the apothecary anytime to have me make attribute potions."

Upon hearing this, Brady shrugged and complained with a helpless expression.

"Both of these monsters are at the first tier level, they're not that easy to hunt."

"To exchange materials from the guild like the uncle, you not only need to be eligible to exchange, but you also need to pay 500 mission points."

As he spoke, Brady gestured by shaking the bronze plaque hanging around his neck.

The White Eagle Squad completed the Silver Quest, "Defeat the Slime King at Merito Falls," with a 100% completion rate.

In addition to gaining the qualification to exchange D-level materials, Henry also won the exemption qualification for the Bronze-level assessment.

Mark, Brady, and Emily also successfully advanced to the Bronze-level adventurer rank.

In the next phase, Silver-level adventurers will need to reach 1000 mission points.

The three of them currently only have a little over 100 points at most, which is far from meeting the requirements for exchanging for D-grade materials.

While the others looked hesitant, Madeline offered a gentle reminder with a smile.

"Actually, you already have the qualification to exchange D-grade materials an unlimited number of times."

"ha?"

Henry, Mark, and the others all looked confused and puzzled.

Madeline decided not to keep them in suspense and revealed the answer directly.

"The 'Excellent Adventurer Medal' you just received is equivalent to the privileges of a Silver-level adventurer. Not only can you exchange for D-rank materials an unlimited number of times, but you can also..."

At this point, Madeline paused deliberately, glancing at Henry almost imperceptibly, before adding, word by word.

"You can also use medals to directly exchange for a 'job change badge' obtained through any means."

"..."

The White Eagle Squad fell silent instantly.

The intention couldn't be clearer: to cater to Henry's urgent needs and get him to exchange for the job change badge. What a clever scheme!

However, after only a moment of silence, Henry raised his head and refused righteously.

"I've already taken all the reward resources from this mission for the squad, and there's absolutely no way I'll use any more medals."

Then, Henry looked sincerely at Mark, Brady, and Emily, his tone incredibly firm.

"You all don't need to say anything. I will complete the final step of the job change on my own."

Henry's response was powerful and resounding, which commanded the respect of everyone present, and their eyes were filled with genuine admiration as they looked at him.

However, this clean and decisive refusal had a deeper meaning in Mark's eyes: a separation that had to be carried out.