Roa tilted his head and asked Meave, "How are the adventurer ranks divided?"
Meave covered her mouth and giggled. She teased, "You really don't know anything, do you?"
Roa smiled awkwardly. He didn't really not know anything. He just wanted to ask more questions. Meave continued, "From lowest to highest, there's E-rank, D-rank, C-rank, B-rank, A-rank, and the highest, S-rank. Generally speaking, B-rank is already considered a top-notch expert, A-rank is even rarer, and S-rank is considered the pinnacle of existence on this continent."
Roa asked curiously, "What's the level of a B-rank team?"
Meave said with some difficulty, "That's too broad of a question. There are differences even between B-rank teams. But I can only say that in terms of swordsmanship, it's probably around the level of an intermediate swordsman. Magic is also at that level."
Roa frowned, "Just the level of an intermediate swordsman?"
Meave also frowned. She sensed that the boy's "just" had a deeper meaning. She couldn't help but look at Roa's figure. He wasn't very muscular, but she could feel the boy's strength. He was the type who looked thin in clothes but was muscular when undressed.
She asked the boy curiously, "What's your swordsmanship level?"
Roa said casually, "The level of an advanced swordsman, I guess. In terms of swordsmanship, it's mainly Sword God Style."
Meave was a bit surprised. She didn't expect the boy, who looked around fourteen years old, to have the level of an advanced swordsman.
Roa thought about it and added, "I'm actually a magic swordsman."
Meave was even more shocked. Generally speaking, a magic swordsman was a combination of magic and swordsmanship. These people often killed enemies above their level and could unleash unexpected power in many situations. They were more dangerous than pure swordsmen and more adaptable to the environment than pure mages.
Meave asked, "What's your magic level?"
Roa shook his head. Meave looked puzzled. He said, "I don't know."
Didn't know? What did "didn't know" mean?
Roa explained, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Probably the level of being able to cast water saint-level magic."
Meave's small face was full of question marks. She suspected that the boy was bragging, but looking at the boy's sincere and clear eyes, she couldn't associate such a boy with those glory-seeking adventurers.
But this was too unbelievable.
She asked cautiously, "Are you a long-eared elf?"
Roa looked at her strangely, "Do I look like a long-eared elf?"
Meave shook her head. She thought about other humanoid long-lived races. She suspected that the guy in front of her was either a kid who liked to brag or some unknown long-lived old monster.
Roa waved his hand and shook his head helplessly.
See? You don't believe me when I tell the truth.
He put on a serious face, rubbed his hands, and made a small request to Meave, "Um, you see, with my strength, can't I start as a D-rank adventurer?"
But Meave, who had seemed friendly before, shook her head like a rattle. She said to the boy with difficulty, "No matter what your strength is, if you're registering, you can only start as the lowest-level E-rank adventurer."
Roa was silent for a moment, looking at Meave, and reluctantly reached out to take the certificate symbolizing a low-level adventurer.
Roa asked the girl, "What kind of quests can I accept?"
Meave pointed to the opposite side. Roa looked over and saw a dense collection of wanted posters. The ones at the top ranged from S-rank to the lowest D-rank. The S-rank quests had already gone beyond this country. There were a few A-rank quests, like hunting earth dragons and other dangerous species. The majority were B-rank and C-rank quests.
Roa casually picked a B-rank quest and walked to the counter to ask the girl if he could accept it.
Meave shook her head. Roa looked at the remaining quests with regret.
D-rank quest: Find the dog Honey
Appearance: Brown dog, scar next to its eye, about twenty centimeters tall, last seen near the tavern.
Reward: Three copper coins
Issuer: John
Roa had a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost. He asked Meave, "Why are there quests to find dogs?"
He continued to look at the other quests, which were mostly the same: finding things, and occasionally, if it wasn't finding cats and dogs, it was cleaning up debris.
Wasn't this just looking for a babysitter?
Roa pointed to the D-rank quest at the bottom and then pointed to himself, meaning, was he supposed to solve such ridiculous quests?
Meave smiled sheepishly. She thought about it and said to Roa, "Actually, you can join other adventurer teams. That way, you can accept higher-level quests and also quickly increase your adventurer rank."
Roa tilted his head and said, "Is that so?"
Meave nodded affirmatively, "That's right. Actually, low-level quests are also to temper the character of young people. Every year, there are many self-righteous guys who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth and accept quests with extremely high danger levels. These low-level quests are also to make the young people who are venturing out more steady."
Roa nodded in understanding, but then frowned, "I'm a newbie. Who would want to team up with me?"
Meave smiled, "You're a magic swordsman, right? Those kinds of people are very scarce in every team."
"Is that so?"
"You really don't know anything, do you?" Meave giggled again.
"Then I can just wait here for someone to come, right?" Roa asked.
Meave nodded.
Roa sat on a chair in the guild, chatting idly with the girl.
But after looking at the time, he felt that waiting around wasn't a good idea, and why did he have to team up?
After thinking it through, Roa felt that it was more convenient to be alone. After hesitating again and again, he still accepted the quest to find the dog.
At the same time, Roa secretly gritted his teeth in his heart. That dog was lucky to have him, the future leader of the Seven Great Powers, the strongest person in the world, personally looking for it.
That dog was blessed for eight lifetimes.
After accepting the quest, he found the relevant location based on the clues, then deployed his domain, and after sensing it a bit, he knew where the dog was. He turned his magic power into a large hand, grabbed the dog, and in less than ten minutes, Roa reappeared in the Adventurers' Guild.
He picked up the tightly bound dog and placed it in front of Meave. She was a bit surprised by Roa's speed and made a small joke, "Sir, you're buying dogs faster than anyone else."
Although she said that, Meave still carefully examined it according to the information, and after confirming that it was the correct dog, she gave the client's reward to Roa.
Roa casually threw the three copper coins into his pocket and turned his gaze to Meave's face, which wasn't very pretty. Roa took a step forward, staring intently at her eyes, and said, "Really, there aren't, those kinds of, quests?"
Meave's cheeks turned red, and she muttered softly, "What kind of quests? Really."
After thinking about it, she decided to give Roa a back door, after all, if he was really as he said, then it was a bit like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
If Rudeus knew about this idea, he would definitely sneer. This wasn't using a cannon to kill a mosquito, this was using a planet-destroying cannon to kill a mosquito.