Sage watched Gregor's retreating figure, falling into silence. After a long moment, he sighed and returned to the receptionist desk, taking a seat.
He understood that Gregor was under immense pressure. Although it seemed like Sage had placed a heavy burden on him, such weight came with responsibility.
The Adventurer Guild was a place where everything earned its value; Sage wanted Gregor to be the benchmark, the standard against which every adventurer would measure themselves.
Being the first Adventurer in history was no easy identity to bear. It meant shouldering expectations that could feel like an insurmountable mountain.
Despite being ranked among the top ten Copper Adventurers, Gregor was considered the weakest of them all, which only added to his overwhelming sense of pressure.
