'I hope he's trustworthy like you said Humbert... I don't want a repeat of what I went through.'

As Griff entered the room he came across an empty desk. No one was there to be seen. He heard a creak behind him and slowly turned around and came across an old man holding a broom.

"Excuse me sir, um do you know where the guild master is?"

The old man slowly raised his head and dropped the broom.

"Say that a bit louder lad?"

"Did you see the guild master?"

"What?"

"DID YOU SEE THE GUILD MASTER?"

"Ah! Yes yes yes."

"Where is he?"

"That'd be me."

Griff just blinked. Then he blinked again. And again.

"Say what?"

"I'm the guild master kiddo."

"...yeah..."

Griff slowly backed away and shouted down the staircase.

"HEY LADY! THERE'S AN OLD DELUSIONAL FOOL HERE CLAIMING TO BE THE GUILD MASTER!"

Suddenly the old man ran across the room and used his broom to smack Griff across the face.

"I SAID I'M THE GUILD MASTER YOU UNCOUTH BRAT!"

The receptionist came up the stairs baffled to see a scene that came off odd even for adventurer standards: The guild master was using his broom to smack Griff's b.u.t.tcheeks while Griff shouted "uncle" every time.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU BRAT? SPEAK LOUDER!"

"UNCLE! FOR G.o.d'S SAKE YOU OLD FART HOW THE h.e.l.l DO YOU EXPECT ME TO UNDERSTAND YOU'RE THE MASTER! s.h.i.+T! UNCLE!"

The receptionist just sighed and picked the guild-master from his collar and tossed him back.

"Master! If you keep acting like a feeble old man, everyone will continue regarding you as a delusional old man! Stop it! I know you have fun doing this!"

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The old man scratched his head and grinned slightly.

"STOP HIDING IT YOU OLD WORM!"

The receptionist tossed a book at the guild-master who backslapped the book which proceeded to destroy the wall...

"SEE!"

Griff just looked at the broken wall with his mouth agape.

"Hehehehe..."

"THIS OLD FART IS LIKE A ONE-MAN ARMY!"

The receptionist patted Griff on the head.

"You'll get used to his shenanigans kid. We all do."

"Anyways... Lilia. Get out of my room now. It's time I talked seriously with the brat."

The master's playful and goofy gaze had turned slightly stern. He'd gotten serious.

"Alright master."

The receptionist, Lilia, walked out of the room while Griff tried to stand up from the shock.

"You... wall... book... broom?"

"It's a farce kid: I'm a jokester by nature. Anyways. I looked at the mail you gave me. I always wondered what became of that kid... So, slavers eh? That's pretty common nowadays. Since wars have stopped for the last few decades the n.o.bility has been striving for new types of.... entertainment."

The master sighed than looked up at Griff.

"But kid, how did you know I was not in cohorts with those n.o.bles?"

Griff gulped.

"Um..."

"Wait... You're telling me you just waltzed in here because Humbert told you so? I might have been hiding I was working with those freaks! h.e.l.l! I might have been the one to sell out Humbert! Didja think of that brat?"

Griff facepalmed himself for being an idiot.

"No..."

"WELL YOU SHOULD HAVE YOU t.w.a.t!"

"Sigh... It seemed that Humbert took a liking to you. Okay, speaking the truth he was a nice kid. I really liked him and hate to see him go like this. 'right kiddo I'll take you in this guild. Stay here, the city is a trade city so n.o.bles are at an all-time low. Merchants are the ones who rule the city."

"Yeah. Alright I was thinking something along those lines too."

"Also... I think I should give you some common sense while at it."

The master grinned maniacally which caused Griff to feel his bones s.h.i.+ver.

"Please no...."

"Ah but... you don't want to get captured like that, again do you? Come on... Gramps here will teach you all he knows..."

"IIEEEK!"

Griff ran out of the room screaming like a little girl which left the master laughing.

"Wait a sec... I didn't give the kid my name... Ah well he'll probably end up staying here at the guild's dormitory so I'll talk with him again... Still..."

He opened the letter by Humbert again and re-read the contents which stated the black tears Griff had which was a symptom of his affinity.

"I better look in to this and keep that kid out of the real world for a while... Greedy b.a.s.t.a.r.ds would want to take him in just for this unheard affinity like an exotic house pet."

The master took the letter and burned it using fire magic.

"Yeah... wouldn't want any nosy person to see the contents..."