Chapter 2 – Getting My First Request
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Three days later.
I arrived in the adventurer city of Peldan by carriage.
“Take care, young man.”
“Yes. Thank you, sir. Do you happen to know where the Adventurer’s Guild is?”
Having spent the last 15 years as a true country bumpkin, the furthest I’d ever traveled was the forest near my village, so I had no idea about the city’s layout.
There wasn’t even a city map.
The only person I could ask, as a first-time visitor, was the coachman.
“If that’s what you’re looking for, just follow this road, and you’ll see a building with a sign of a crossed sword and axe. That’s the Adventurer’s Guild.”
“Thank you for letting me know.”
“It’s nothing. With your build, you can definitely make a living as an adventurer. Have some confidence, young man. Oh, and if you’re looking for a place to stay, go to the Fox’s Rest, the fourth building on the left of the Adventurer’s Guild. The rooms are clean, and the food they serve in the morning is delicious.”
The coachman gave me a great tip, not only about the guild but also about a good place to stay.
He was such a nice guy. I decided that if I ever needed a little stimulation for some adultery or NTR fantasies, I’d use him as the “guy” in my mind.
I hoped he’d feel good, even if only in my imagination.
“Yes, thank you for telling me all this. I’ll be on my way.”
“Alright, good luck.”
After parting ways with the coachman, I followed his directions.
“So, this is the Adventurer’s Guild…”
It didn’t take long to find the Adventurer’s Guild.
Just as the coachman had said, there was a building with a large wooden sign of a crossed sword and axe.
Seeing the Adventurer’s Guild made me realize that I was really becoming an adventurer.
‘Let’s go.’
I stepped inside the Adventurer’s Guild.
The guild was bustling with numerous adventurers.
Some were searching for requests on the bulletin board on the wall.
Others were sitting at tables, discussing the requests they had accepted.
And some were passed out at tables, drunk from midday.
The scene before me was similar to what I had imagined.
After my first encounter with a goblin, I once again realized that I was in a fantasy world.
And at the same time, I was happy to be in a fantasy world.
‘Most of the female adventurers’ outfits are so revealing! I love it!’
Not only were their body curves on full display, but some wore chest protectors while leaving their bellies exposed.
Others had their thighs completely visible.
Some wore extremely short skirts.
There were more than a few female adventurers with outfits that seemed to have traded defense for sex appeal.
There was even an adventurer wearing a bikini armor, which I had only thought was a myth.
And it wasn’t just humans; there were also pointy-eared elves, beastmen with animal ears and tails, and halflings who looked like children.
If I had seen this scene in my previous life, I would have thought it was a cosplay event.
‘Viva fantasy!’
I cheered inwardly.
The fantasy world was truly optimized for eye candy.
I almost imagined a horde of monsters invading the city, turning it into a scene of mass humiliation.
But I used my subjective superhuman patience to stop fantasizing and searched for the reception desk to register as an adventurer.
‘Where… the reception desk, the reception desk… Ah, there it is.’
The reception desk was located near the inner part of the Adventurer’s Guild.
A female receptionist with her hair neatly tied in a braid was sitting at the desk, waiting.
There was an empty chair next to her, so it seemed the other receptionist was away, leaving her alone.
Even though she was alone at the desk, thankfully, there wasn’t a line.
I walked to the reception desk and spoke to the receptionist.
“Um… hello.”
I greeted her politely. If I made a good first impression, maybe I’d have a chance to get some later.
At least, she wouldn’t look at me with disgust.
“Yes, hello. How can I help you?”
The receptionist smiled, clearly a business smile, and greeted me kindly.
Up close, her chest, in her guild uniform, was very large.
I’d guess she was at least a D-cup.
And she was quite beautiful. The beauty standards for women in this world were high, but even considering that, the receptionist was very pretty.
I thought that maybe, since it was a service job, beauty was a priority.
“I’m here to register as an adventurer.”
“You want to register as an adventurer? Please wait a moment.”
The receptionist opened a drawer and took out a piece of parchment, placing it on the desk.
“Please fill out your personal information here. The registration fee is 10 bronze. Do you need help with writing? If so, there’s an additional 2 bronze fee.”
“Ah, I can write.”
“Then it’ll be 10 bronze. You can pay after you fill out your personal information.”
I wondered how many bronze her body would be worth.
No, maybe how many silver?
If she liked power, she’d spread her legs for the guild master for free, having a hot night.
If she liked money, she’d flirt with veteran adventurers, getting pocket money and servicing their dicks with those big breasts.
Even if they weren’t adventurers, anyone with money would do, right? Like the coachman…
Okay. I’ll use the coachman and the receptionist for my masturbation material today.
I brought my mind back from its high-speed fantasy and looked at the parchment.
‘Name, age, and occupation?’
There were surprisingly few things to fill out.
More importantly, what should I write as a first-time adventurer?
If I could write my future dream, it would be to become an AV actor, but sadly, there’s no AV in this fantasy world.
If there was magic that could record videos with a crystal ball, I’d invest heavily if I became successful.
“Um, what should I write in the occupation section?”
“You can write an occupation that suits your aptitude. Do you have any special skills?”
“I’m strong and good at punching.”
And my dick is also very strong and can shake for a long time.
I’m confident in my stamina.
I can easily do 10 rounds a day.
My dick is also incredibly powerful, so the force and amount of my cum are huge.
But so far, the only thing that’s received my cum has been nature.
“Then, for now, we’ll write your occupation as a martial artist. You can change your occupation at any time.”
“Okay.”
Scribble, scribble.
I filled out all the items and handed the parchment to the receptionist.
“Is this okay?”
The receptionist checked the parchment and nodded.
I saw her hands as she held the parchment, and they were so delicate.
I thought they’d feel amazing when she gave me a handjob.
“Yes, this is fine. Rent… 20 years old?”
The receptionist looked up at me while reading the parchment and seemed surprised.
She probably didn’t think I was 20, given my large build.
I thought she’d be even more surprised if she saw my dick.
How great would it be if there was a scene where she was blown away by its size?
Thump, thump.
I thumped my chest and said confidently.
“I’m a bit of a big guy.”
“Ahem, my apologies. Your registration is complete. As a first-time adventurer, you can receive an explanation about ranks and requests. Would you like to hear it?”
Her embarrassed reaction after clearing her throat was cute. It seemed she was a bit ashamed of her reaction as a service worker.
“Please.”
“Adventurer ranks range from F to S. From F to D, you can rank up by completing a certain amount of requests and meeting the difficulty requirements. After that, you need to achieve certain accomplishments or pass a test to rank up.”
I vaguely remembered hearing this setting somewhere before, as the receptionist explained it smoothly.
“Also, when you rank up to D, you’ll be issued an identification tag. You can find requests at the reception desk or on the bulletin board on the wall. The ones on the bulletin board are general requests, and the ones you can receive at the reception desk are requests issued by the guild or the country. That’s all for the explanation. Do you have any questions?”
“Why is the identification tag issued from rank D?”
“Rank D is proof that you’ve become capable of handling your own as an adventurer. The identification tag is issued as proof of that. Adventurers below that rank, with all due respect, are considered to lack the skills and qualifications to receive an identification tag.”
“Ah…”
So, they didn’t want to waste money issuing tags to those without achievements.
Speaking of identification tags, I wondered if the receptionist had an employee tag.
In my lewd fantasies, the identification tag is always one of the final elements.
It’s great for masturbation to imagine a scenario where you’re blindfolded and forced to introduce yourself while being violated.
Okay, I’ll add this to my masturbation material for today.
“Are there any more questions?”
“No, thank you.”
“I’m glad I could help you, Rent. So, are you planning to take on a request right away? If so, I can recommend a request for beginner adventurers.”
The receptionist has been a great help to my fantasies since the moment I met her.
I wish she could recommend a woman who could give me a great first experience.
I’d be very satisfied even if it was the receptionist.
It would be fantastic if she could guide me kindly to my goal of losing my virginity.
“Really? Please do.”
“Understood.”
The receptionist took out three request forms from the drawer.
“The first request is to collect herbs that grow in the forest outside the city. The second request is to collect magic stones from goblins on the first floor of the dungeon in the center of the city. The third request is to exterminate giant sewer rats in the city sewers.”
They were all basic requests.
The herb collection was just that. The other two were simple extermination requests.
But I had one question.
‘Magic stones?’
“Um, can I ask a question?”
“What is it?”
“Do goblins drop magic stones?”
I had defeated goblins that had invaded the village several times.
I had smashed their heads with my fists, chopped their necks with my hand, and pierced their hearts with just my index finger.
But I had never found a magic stone on a goblin.
If they had magic stones, my thrifty mother would have already dissected the goblins and taken them out.
“Do you know about dungeons, Rent?”
“Yes, I know they’re places where a lot of monsters live.”
They were monster habitats with multiple floors that seemed to go on forever.
“Unlike the monsters outside, the monsters in dungeons all have magic stones inside their bodies. And unlike the monsters outside, the corpses of dungeon monsters are absorbed into the dungeon if left for a certain amount of time.”
“I see.”
I didn’t know there was a difference between dungeon monsters and outside monsters.
“Which request would you like to take, Rent?”
“Then, I’ll take the second request.”
I chose the goblin extermination, which I was most familiar with.
“Understood. If you collect magic stones from monsters other than goblins, you can exchange them for currency at the exchange near the dungeon entrance.”
That’s where I’ll get the money to go to brothels.
I should remember that.
“Yes, thank you for the kind explanation.”
“I was just doing my job. Then, Rent, I wish you success in completing your request.”
Before leaving, I asked the receptionist.
“Ah, can I ask you one more thing?”
“What is it?”
“What’s your name? I think we’ll be seeing each other often.”
In my mind, we’ll be seeing each other every day.
When I fantasize about identification tags, names are a very important element.
The receptionist kept her business smile and replied.
“My name is Leni. I hope to see you often too, Rent. Good luck with your request, Rent.”
Even if it was a business line, being cheered on by a young and pretty woman made me feel motivated.
At the same time, I also fantasized about Leni cheering on my dick, which made my lust overflow.
“Yes! I’ll do my best! Leni!”
With overflowing motivation, I paid 10 bronze and left the Adventurer’s Guild to complete my first request.
