The two guild officials were completely confused by what they saw.
Adventurers, lounging like it was a picnic.
One of the officials, a man with greying hair and a thick scarf, narrowed his eyes.
"Is this... the right place?"
His younger partner adjusted his clipboard, blinking at the casual scene before him.
"It matches the coordinates. This is the last dungeon they had taken."
"Then why does it look like they're waiting for lunch instead of clearing monsters?"
Before either of them could step forward, a voice called out.
"Hey. You guys lost or something?"
Crest approached them with slow, dragging steps, looking more tired than annoyed. His posture was stiff, and his eyes were dull, like someone who hadn't slept properly in days.
The older staff member turned toward him.
"You're with the adventurer party, right? This team?"
Crest raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Who's asking?"
