Chapter 89 : Return to the Wild

One thing Dirga noticed right away—the Order of the Infinite Coin didn't just handle quests.

They sold the tools to survive them.

The receptionist had given him a direction: "For internal gear requisition, follow the golden path down the east corridor." Simple enough. But Dirga hadn't expected what lay at the end.

He pushed open the reinforced door and stepped into a chamber humming with quiet energy.

The Vault Market.

A sub-level bazaar built into the guild headquarters itself. Unlike the public streets of Ortheva, this space was quiet. Efficient. Dangerous in a different way.

There were no vendors shouting here.

No scam artists or beggars. Just a curated line of booths and stalls manned by official guild suppliers, each selling gear meant for killers, hunters, and elite operatives.

It wasn't chaos. It was precision.