blueteamnovel Chapter 192 Buying Land.
Chapter 192 Buying Land.
Arriving inside the bustling streets of Caldera, Arthur took a brief detour into a narrow alleyway, away from the prying eyes of adventurers and merchants. He reached into his inventory and pulled out the Golden Guild Token.
The token gleamed in his palm—golden edges
Golden Guild Token: You are able to build a Gold-Rank Guild within any land you own.Further information will be provided once the guild has been built.
Arthur's fingers traced the edges of the token, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Finally, it's time to put this to use."
His mind flickered back to when he first obtained the token—right after the monster horde event in the village.
"If I can set up a Gold-Rank Guild here... the influence, the connections, the reputation—it'll skyrocket."
But first, he needed land.
"And land in Caldera... isn't going to come cheap." He sighed, already feeling his metaphorical wallet cry out in pain.
Arthur checked his coin balance.
[Coins:] Gold: 88,113 | Silver: 25 | Bronze: 76
His eyes flickered over the numbers.
'Almost 880 million dollars... I'm basically a billionaire.'
But even with that staggering amount, buying land inside Caldera—the most influential city in the kingdom—would drain a sizable chunk.
"Still... it'll be worth it."
The Golden Guild Token wasn't just for any guild—it was for a Gold-Rank Guild.
"Time to find where I could buy some land," Arthur muttered, slipping the token back into his inventory.
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Arthur headed to the inn, the same one he had first visited when he arrived in the City of Caldera.
The warm scent of roasted meat and ale filled the air as he stepped inside. Laughter echoed from a group of adventurers huddled around a table, dice clattering across wooden surfaces. The bartender stood in his usual spot, wiping down mugs with a rag.
As Arthur approached the counter, the bartender glanced up, he did not recognise Arthur as he was wearing the face of his second identity, Azarel.
"Hey again!" The bartender's voice boomed with cheer. "Do you want a drink or...?"
But using that connection now would mean being in his debt—and with a man like Lucas, that was dangerous.
"I'll try the guild mission first. Keep my options open."
He turned towards the Gilderhaven Guild, even from this distance, the massive insignia of the soaring hawk glinted against the sunlight, perched proudly above the grand double doors.
'Let's get this over with.'
He strode through the bustling entrance.
Arthur made his way towards the front counter, where a guild receptionist, a woman in her late twenties with sharp green eyes managed an endless stream of adventurers.
Her dark hair was pulled back into a tight bun, and her hands flew deftly over a crystal tablet, processing forms.
Arthur approached but noticed someone already at the counter.
A bulky adventurer covered in mud and grime. The man was arguing over a failed escort mission, his voice raised in frustration.
"It wasn't my fault! The damn client ran straight into the goblin ambush! How was I supposed to protect him if he—"
"Guild policy is clear," the woman cut in, her tone neutral but firm. "Client safety is a priority. If they die, the mission fails and you are investigated before persecution. This is to prevent adventurers from killing the client and stealing their items, you are not a newbie and you know this policy. If you are in the clear after the investigation you will only be fined slightly due to failing the mission."
"But... if you are in any way, shape or form involved in his death. You will be held accountable."
The adventurer groaned and stormed off, mumbling curses under his breath. Enjoy exclusive adventures from My Virtual Library Empire
The receptionist sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose before looking up at Arthur. Her professional mask slipped back into place instantly.
"Next."
Arthur stepped forward. "I want to issue a mission."
Her fingers hovered over the crystal tablet. "Type of mission?"
"I'm looking to buy land. Preferably in a good location."
She didn't flinch at the request. "Duration limit?"
Arthur thought for a moment. "Two days."
"And the reward?"
"Negotiable, based on the land's quality and location."