The Dragon Lord System
DLS - 133

The receptionist woman tried to explain that the adventurer guild's policy forbade low-ranked adventurers.

like me to take a top-tier mission because it is considered still too weak to run a top-ranked mission.

However, the word "weak" strongly provoked the anger of Sebas, who also felt insinuated by the remark.

With a peaked facial expression and overflowing anger, Sebas hit the reception desk with shocking force.

THE DUAR!

A loud explosion echoed within the adventurer guild, and dust was scattering around the table that had been shattered by Sebas's punch.

This scene caught the attention of the entire adventurer there, who was now staring at us with a jumble of confusion and tension.

They had no idea what was really going on, and the atmosphere became tense.

I myself felt somewhat worried about the consequences of Sebas' impulsive actions.

...

Sebas had created a huge mess in the adventurer guild.

The once sturdy reception desk, now smashed to pieces, with wood chips and debris strewn around it.

In fact, he had created a huge hole in the gaping floor, like the impact marks of a powerful creature attack.

All the adventurers present were flabbergasted to see this huge damage.

They couldn't believe what had just happened.

Many glances Eyes to the sebas are filled with confusion and distrust.

They looked at Sebas with a mix of awe and fear.

However, there was one elven woman among them who was staring at Sebas with a sharp gaze.

His expression was filled with anger. It seemed like Sebas had made a bad impression on this adventurer, and the situation became increasingly tense.

Sebas shouted in anger, protesting loudly the words of the female receptionist who called him and his father was weak.

His voice echoed within the adventurer guild, shaking the hearts of the adventurers present.

With a tense act, Sebas stepped forward towards the receptionist, not caring about the damage he had inflicted.

His eyes emitted an intense fury as he approached the frightened receptionist.

The receptionist woman, who was already scared to death, fell to the floor and retreated away from Sebas who approached her with definite steps.

He tried to apologize tremblingly for his remarks that might have offended Sebas.

But the situation remains tense. There were whispers among the other adventurers, and their views were attentive and judgmental.

As if they were waiting to see what would happen next.

As Sebas prepared to deliver a crushing blow to the frightened receptionist woman, an elven woman suddenly appeared and quickly ran over to him.

He stands tall between Sebas and the receptionist woman, ready to protect her.

The elf woman spoke firmly, reminding Sebas not to be a strong-witted, as he was against a weak woman.

His voice was filled with ridicule, and his gaze was sharp like a sword ready to protect the receptionist woman.

However, Sebas only laughed at the words of the elven woman with scorn.

Sebas, who had knowledge of the history of several races since he had read the history of the world in the past with his younger brothers in the human city, could not help but comment on the beliefs of the elves.

He knew that the elves in their history worshipped a large tree called Goddess Lunala, whom they considered to be the Moon Goddess. However, Sebas was perplexed by this belief.

"You worship the dead tree and call it Goddess Lunala, Goddess of the Moon. But you actually worship trees? Shouldn't it be the Tree Goddess? This was completely absurd and foolish," Sebas scoffed in a contemptuous tone at an elven woman defending their faith.

The elf woman who dared to confront Sebas looked offended and felt harassed by his sharp remarks.

He replied in a voice trembling with mounting anger, "You, humans, always think you are a higher race, but you know nothing about us, the elves, the elves, and our beliefs. Goddess Lunala is the epitome of wisdom and naturalness, and we respect nature, not dead trees as you say."

There were murmurs and hiss from the adventurers present.

Then the Elf woman continued, "HOW DARE YOU, A SHORT-LIVED CREATURE, INSULT THE ELF RACE AND THE GREAT GODDESS WE WORSHIP! I WON'T FORGIVE A FUCKING HUMAN!" the elven woman shouted furiously at Sebas.

The conflict was getting heated up within the adventurer guild.

However, the elf woman's anger reached its breaking point, and quickly, she cast her magic.

The roots of the plant loomed out from the floor, crept rapidly, and deftly bound Sebas like a strong iron chain bound him.

Sebas, who was tightly coiled by the roots, only smiled smirked as the enraged elven woman attacked him.

The elven woman angrily picked up the bow and arrow that was behind her, preparing a deadly attack with her magical power arrow.

Sebas, unable to move due to being bound by the roots, chose to remain silent, deliberately allowing the attack to hit him.

As the arrow shot towards Sebas, the elven woman's gaze was filled with satisfaction, believing that she had defeated her enemy.

But at the last moment, Sebas smiled, and the arrow hit his body.

What happened was something unexpected.

When the arrow touched Sebas' body, the arrow that almost hit him turned to dust, disappearing without a trace.

Sebas had used his skill to dodge the attack perfectly.

The elf woman was shocked, her eyes widened, disbelief flashed across her face.

He stared at his bare hands, where his arrow should be.

Sebas smiled widely, showed his teeth, and moved his fingers as if mocking.

The elf woman understood that she had been made fun of by the sebas, and her anger was mounting.

Then he again attacked the sebas by shooting many arrows shot to the sebas.

Sebas nimbly broke away from the shackles of the plant roots binding him, as if it was a toy rope that was easily removed.

Steadily, he caught the five arrows heading towards him in a motion so fast that the eye watching him could barely keep up.

Then, with amazing strength, Sebas broke the five arrows as if they were trivial chains.

He could not help but scorn the elven woman in the distance who was trying to protect the receptionist woman.

"Hmm, such a weak attack would never hurt me," Sebas sneered in a tone filled with arrogance.

The spectators watching the commotion made by Sebas were flabbergasted.

How could one possibly be that fast, capturing and breaking arrows so easily, even making arrow attacks to ashes upon hitting them.