Lacking anyone willing to platoon with the Prancing Pegasus Party, Leander had bitten the arrow and had offered them a spot in platoon 23.
He felt flustered. Offering two SS ranked adventurers a place in a C ranked platoon was insane! Even more so since he knew that it was his fault for the low rank.
But it was a waste of potential to send the two off on quests that were ranked D and down. Not that Alklair and Valerie had complained. But it was still a slight.
So, here Leander stood, with the platoon registration form in his hand and looking Alklair in the eyes, as uneasy as that made him.
"Valerie is the leader, ask her," the former guild master did not refuse him outright, but he had not agreed, either. Leander decided to ask again. He turned to look at Valerie and bowed low to her.
Can it?
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