All three of them were struck speechless the moment they laid their eyes on the giant metallic Mechs which were stationed in the territory to guard the place. Not only them, even the guild members were shocked, and especially the men had stars in their eyes as they watched the Mechs move.

"T-These are Mechs," Andrew said, swallowing hard, and had to wipe the drool from his lips, thinking inside, ’I have to get my hands on one, even if I have to sell the Guild and work as a slave for the NPC.’

Olivia and Rachel, who saw Andrew’s and the men’s reaction, had their eyebrows twitch.

"Olivia, are you sure this is a magical world and not a sci-fi world?" Rachel said and then raised her hand above her head. "What the hell are Mechs doing here?"

"Hmm, I know the technology of this world is similar to back on Earth, and the only difference is magic and monsters...maybe whoever made this is from outside this planet or maybe awakened a Warlock Bloodline," Olivia analyzed.

"Warlock Bloodline, I think that sounds reasonable, but do you really think there is life outside this planet in the game?" Rachel, who heard her words, asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Magic is here...so why can there not be life outside in the starry sky?" Olivia said with a shrug.

"..." Rachel wanted to say something but had no words to deny her and stayed quiet.

"Hey, snap out of it, we need to go and take the task," Rachel said irritably and stomped on Andrew’s foot.

"Fuck, can’t you be gentle?" Andrew winced as he felt the sharp pain in his foot.

"No, and stop drooling over the Mech," Rachel said.

"Huh, you wouldn’t understand—Mechs and robots are a man’s romance," Andrew said proudly as his eyes gleamed as he looked at the Mech. He was looking at the Mech like it was an extremely beautiful, busty, nude woman who had spread her legs for him to claim her virginity.

"Disgusting," Rachel said with a scrunched-up expression.

"Let’s go," Olivia said coldly as she also couldn’t bear to stand near Andrew.

"Well, look who it is?" an arrogant voice sounded, which caused everyone to look at the source with a frown.

"Tsk, Valerie," Rachel clicked her tongue as she recognized the woman in front of her, who was Valerie Valemont.

"Olivia, Rachel, it’s been a while since we last saw each other," a chubby, average-looking man looked at them with a smile.

"Julian," Olivia greeted him coldly, and there was barely hidden disgust in her eyes—not because of his appearance, but due to his character.

She noticed his lecherous gaze as he was practically devouring her with his eyes. She had heard rumors how he would take a liking to women and would force himself upon them, and if they refused or complained, he would murder their entire family.

If anyone had the worst character and was the most incompetent among the heirs of the Great 8 Families, it was this guy without a doubt. Even Regal, the one she was most wary of—scheming and backstabbing—was better than Julian.

"Fatso, keep looking at me with those eyes and I’ll rip them from your sockets." Unlike Olivia, who was a bit restrained, Rachel was hot-tempered and had no qualms; if someone did not know her identity, they would think she was not from a high-class family but from the slums. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Rachel..." The smile on Julian’s face stiffened, and he said between gritted teeth. He heard Valerie giggling behind him. ’These two bitches.’

He had forgotten how foul-mouthed Rachel was, and even though she was a top-tier beauty, she had a tomboy-like personality. She had a reputation for being a constant headache for her parents, and the only silver lining was that even though she had a tomboy personality, she did not dress like one.

And Valerie—he knew she was very displeased about being his fiancée and was constantly looking for ways to break the betrothal. If not for his and her family monitoring her, he doubted that she would not have already put a green hat on him.

"I see you have not changed one bit, Rachel," Julian said with a forced smile, and everyone could see the veins popping out on his forehead.

"So it’s true, the two families behind you have joined forces to create the guild,"

Andrew said as he stepped forward, and his eyes scanned the guild members who were wearing the same sigil of the guild; he recognized some of them belonged to the Valemont and Walker families he had interacted with.

"Andrew, long time no see," Julian greeted him with a nod and then said sarcastically, "If you three could join forces to create one, why couldn’t me and my lovely fiancée do the same?"

When Valerie heard his last words, her face scrunched up in disgust.

"What’s the name of your guild?" Andrew asked curiously.

"What else? It must be called the Pig Guild, as Julian represents it," Rachel said in a provocative manner.

"Pffttt." Valerie snorted in laughter, which caused more black lines to appear on his forehead, but before he could say anything, Valerie beat him to it. "It’s called Black Moon Guild."

"I see, congratulations," Olivia said and then glared at Rachel, who was about to open her foul mouth again. Seeing the glare, she stopped.

"We will see you later," Olivia said as the others followed closely behind.

"Woah, look at the crowd," Andrew said as he saw multiple booths set up and players obediently standing in line, waiting for their turn.

Their arrival caught everyone’s attention, and many gave up their place in line to get in their good graces.

"Look, it’s the Angel Wing Guild!"

"Except for Faceless, the others in the top four are in this guild!"

"Miss Olivia, please take my spot—can I please join your guild? I was rejected!"

"Senior Andrew here!"

"Damn, I was late!"

Andrew smiled politely and walked to the front to get the quest under Olivia’s gaze, but she frowned when she saw Andrew start breathing heavily, and then—

"Holy shit, you can get this as a reward!"