824: Are You Sure About This One?

Are You Sure About This One?

Pyrmond Faction. 2

A young man could be seen sitting under a tree, in a crossed leg position and both eyes closed. Beside him was a black cat that seemed to be asleep. 

It had been one month since Grey got into the Pyrmond Faction, and in this one month, he had taken his time to get used to the place and also ensure he didn't do anything that would get him in trouble. 

He had used up all his points in the library, unfortunately, he hasn't even been able to learn any new techniques. This library contained more information about the continent compared to the previous one. It even had some details concerning the war of gods which he found amazing. He read about it for long before switching to books on arrays, given his love for arrays, it was natural he would want to learn more. Not just that, but he still had to worry about being marked. 

He might not have been attacked in a while by necromancers, but he still didn't forget about it. This was an issue he wanted to sort out as soon as possible. He also read about forgemastering and other things. All in all, he was flooding his head with information. 

He opened his eyes to look at his badge, "I'm out of points." 

"What did you expect?" Void asked sarcastically.

"Fortunately I got info about a nice place to cultivate privately here, so it wasn't wasted." Grey said with a smile. 

"You spent all the points on reading stuff, if I didn't ask Keith about it, you wouldn't have been able to find it so soon." Void said with an annoyed expression. 

"Fine, but my points wouldn't be enough anyway. At the time we found out about it, I had less than fifty points. A session there cost sixty points, if I recall correctly." Grey tried to shift the blame. 

"You'll have to go to the mission hall if you want points. You can also trade the beast cores you have with you." Void suggested. 

Over time, they've found out how points were earned, and that was through missions. The higher the rank of a member, the better the missions. For instance, the young man he met at the library the first time he went there was on a mission. 

After completing the mission, he would be assigned a specific amount of points. Grey naturally wouldn't do something so trivial. There should be missions that would take him outside the Faction. 

He had gotten the uniform of the Faction, and surprisingly, it was not free. The Faction was very strict in upholding its rules, but what he liked about the Faction was its unity. It reminded him of his time back at the Lunar Academy. 

There are higher ranked Faction members that occasionally give out lessons to lower ranked members, and it costs points as well. There are a few who do it for free. Grey had attended one of the classes, and it was not bad. 

Since joining the Faction, almost everything he had to do revolved around points. Now he understood why he rarely saw people when he entered the Faction for the first time, they were all out on missions. He found this better since the members would go out more for experience. 

Grey got up from where he was sitting and headed straight for the mission hall. On getting there, he quickly went to the place for rank two members. Without a badge, he wouldn't be able to enter this place. Likewise, if his rank was lower, he wouldn't be able to get in as well. 

He looked at the mission board and all sorts of missions were placed there, from escorting a carriage, to being bodyguards for special events, there were even missions that dealt with helping search for lost pets. The points allocated to each mission mainly relied on the difficulty of the mission. 

Grey looked through the missions and quickly picked out the one he felt was right for him. It involved clearing out a group of bandits disturbing a certain town within the territory of the Faction. Just as he was about to register it, he saw it go blank. 

'Huh?' He looked at it curiously, and looking at the side, he saw a young lady registering the same mission. 

As long as a mission is registered by one person, a second person can not take on the same mission. The time limit for the mission was a week and it gave out forty-eight points. If after a week the young lady is unable to complete the mission, then it would reappear on the board. 

Once the mission was registered, the array on the board as well as the badge would react, as long as its success isn't reported within that time frame, the mission would reappear. 

Each member's badge also had something like a tracking device to pinpoint their accurate position. There's also a way to send a distress signal back to the Faction if any of the members were to be in danger. 

Grey could only look for another mission. He focused on the ones that gave out high points. His gaze soon landed on a particular mission, he had to search for a particular herb, and the location of the herb was stated on the board. The reward was around sixty points. 

"This one then." He muttered before heading to the place where he could register the mission. 

"I would like to take the floating clover mission." He said politely to the young lady sitting on the other side of the table. 

"The floating clover?" The young lady asked, a slight shock appeared on her face but she quickly hid it.

"Yes." Grey nodded. 

"Are you new here?" The young lady suddenly asked. 

"Yes." Grey nodded, he noticed the change on the young lady's face when he picked this mission. 

"I guessed as much. This mission is extremely deadly. Even a Peak Overlord Plane Elementalist has gone and he was unsuccessful, in fact, he's still bedridden after almost three years." The young lady said slowly, she looked at Grey and asked, "Are you sure you want to take this particular mission?"

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