Before Anthony could continue speaking with the manager, the lively atmosphere of the adventurer guild's hall was shattered as a drunkard adventurer staggered toward Anthony.
The acrid stench of alcohol clung to the man's disheveled form, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Anthony with misplaced confidence.
"So, you're the new guy, huh?"
The man slurred, his voice dripping with mockery.
"Listen up, rookie. There's a protection fee for newbies like you"
Anthony tilted his head, studying the man with mild interest.
A flicker of amusement crossed his face as the man continued, his words growing bolder and more nonsensical.
"If you don't pay up"
The drunkard threatened, his finger jabbing toward Anthony's chest,
"I'll make sure you and your family regret it. No one messes with Vaz!"
Anthony froze for a moment, the man's words echoing in his mind.
Then, almost involuntarily, a chuckle escaped him.