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As the meeting drew on, it grew increasingly apparent to Artemie that she was in over her head.
On the bright side, it was announced that Dolores wouldn't be accompanying them, which took something of a weight off of Artemie's mind. The older woman was terrifying even on the best of days, and the young bookworm had held little doubt that she'd berate her at the slightest prompting.
...But, on the other hand, one of the first things she was told about the quest they'd be taking up was that it was, indeed, an S-Ranked mission, just as she had feared. But, hey, that wasn't all bad, right? At least it meant that the pay would be good, so she finally might have enough money to afford more than just basic daily necessities! Besides, S-Rank just meant that it COULD hypothetically be dangerous, not that it was guaranteed to be, so at least-
βThe job is as follows: A Dark Guild running under the moniker of Laguna Fury has taken over a village and has threatened death on anyone attempting to leave. Theyβve started terrorizing the populace, looting, stealing, basically everything that you would associate to these people. The objective is simple...get in there, remove them from the town.β
Never mind, that was definitely dangerous! Artemie's eyes went wide, and then slowly dropped to the floor. She'd technically sparred against a couple of mages when she'd been tested for admission to the guild, but still, trying to fight in actual combat with experienced wizards was... Wasn't this a bit too reckless? Was she seriously supposed to... But they were all talking about it like it was just a matter of course! How could she raise any kind of protest without being singled out? She tried to open her mouth to say something, ask what they knew about this guild, figure out anything about the life-or-death battle into which she was being thrown, but she couldn't force the words out. Somewhere, somebody even started complaining about the paper airplanes she'd used to issue summons to the meeting, saying she should have just included the mission with the paper. Well, if she'd KNOWN that they were marching into a deadly battle right off the bat, then she'd have been a lot less enthusiastic to be here! Even Slick, the Wizard she idolized, had basically just given her a pat on the back and told her to go ahead, when she still didn't even know what she was doing... She was trying her best, so why was everyone so-?!
...No, not everyone. There was still one person who... who she could probably, maybe count on. She glanced awkwardly beside her, to where a certain brawny, silver-haired wanderer was sitting. He'd said that he'd help her out, hadn't he? Then... maybe... Would it really be alright for her to just stick with Cheneres? He was a God Slayer, so he was definitely a strong fighter, right? And maybe, she'd be able to be of some kind of use to him out of combat... It wasn't ideal, but it was better than trying to handle things on her own, right?
Turning to Cheneres, Artemie gave a very forced smile, trying to hide how obviously nervous she was. "S-so, umm... Mr. Cheneres... I don't... really have anything to prepare." This was technically the truth, since she carried all necessary magical tools she possessed on her person at all times, just in case. "What about you?"
On the bright side, it was announced that Dolores wouldn't be accompanying them, which took something of a weight off of Artemie's mind. The older woman was terrifying even on the best of days, and the young bookworm had held little doubt that she'd berate her at the slightest prompting.
...But, on the other hand, one of the first things she was told about the quest they'd be taking up was that it was, indeed, an S-Ranked mission, just as she had feared. But, hey, that wasn't all bad, right? At least it meant that the pay would be good, so she finally might have enough money to afford more than just basic daily necessities! Besides, S-Rank just meant that it COULD hypothetically be dangerous, not that it was guaranteed to be, so at least-
βThe job is as follows: A Dark Guild running under the moniker of Laguna Fury has taken over a village and has threatened death on anyone attempting to leave. Theyβve started terrorizing the populace, looting, stealing, basically everything that you would associate to these people. The objective is simple...get in there, remove them from the town.β
Never mind, that was definitely dangerous! Artemie's eyes went wide, and then slowly dropped to the floor. She'd technically sparred against a couple of mages when she'd been tested for admission to the guild, but still, trying to fight in actual combat with experienced wizards was... Wasn't this a bit too reckless? Was she seriously supposed to... But they were all talking about it like it was just a matter of course! How could she raise any kind of protest without being singled out? She tried to open her mouth to say something, ask what they knew about this guild, figure out anything about the life-or-death battle into which she was being thrown, but she couldn't force the words out. Somewhere, somebody even started complaining about the paper airplanes she'd used to issue summons to the meeting, saying she should have just included the mission with the paper. Well, if she'd KNOWN that they were marching into a deadly battle right off the bat, then she'd have been a lot less enthusiastic to be here! Even Slick, the Wizard she idolized, had basically just given her a pat on the back and told her to go ahead, when she still didn't even know what she was doing... She was trying her best, so why was everyone so-?!
...No, not everyone. There was still one person who... who she could probably, maybe count on. She glanced awkwardly beside her, to where a certain brawny, silver-haired wanderer was sitting. He'd said that he'd help her out, hadn't he? Then... maybe... Would it really be alright for her to just stick with Cheneres? He was a God Slayer, so he was definitely a strong fighter, right? And maybe, she'd be able to be of some kind of use to him out of combat... It wasn't ideal, but it was better than trying to handle things on her own, right?
Turning to Cheneres, Artemie gave a very forced smile, trying to hide how obviously nervous she was. "S-so, umm... Mr. Cheneres... I don't... really have anything to prepare." This was technically the truth, since she carried all necessary magical tools she possessed on her person at all times, just in case. "What about you?"