BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 568 Starting a guild

"Mercenary Guild," he instructed the driver. The cab weaved its way through the city, the lights reflecting off the glass panes as Erik plotted his next steps.

When Erik finally reached the imposing structure that housed the Mercenary Guild, he inhaled deeply before striding confidently inside. The building was alive with people and activity.

In the enormous lobby, people working in various professions carried on conversations made deals, and held heated discussions. He went to the long, polished counter where guild clerks maintained registrations, processed requests, and oversaw other day-to-day operations.

A bespectacled young man looked up from his papers as Erik approached. "How may I assist you today?" he inquired, a practiced smile on his face as he recognized Erik's mask.

"I'm interested in establishing a guild," Erik stated, his tone confident.

The clerk's eyebrows raised slightly in interest.

"Very well. Forming a guild is a multi-step process. Firstly, you'd need to submit a formal application detailing the guild's name, its primary objectives and services provided, and so on; you can look at what the application asks. Once that's reviewed and approved, you must pay an initial registration fee."

The young man paused, sifting through a few papers before continuing, "Afterwards, you'd need to present a charter with a minimum of fifteen registered members. Additionally, the guild must have a code of conduct and a set hierarchy, which you'll submit alongside your charter."

Erik nodded, absorbing the information. "Is there anything else?"

"Yes," the clerk continued, "you must also ensure the guild maintains an active presence. This means undertaking a minimum number of quests per month. Failure to do so can lead to probation or, in repeated cases, the guild's dissolution."

Erik considered this for a moment. "And the registration fee?"

"It's 500,000 Eurems," the clerk said without missing a beat.

Erik displayed a calm and relaxed exterior, although experiencing an inward wince. He had anticipated some expenses, but this was on the higher end of the scale. Having said that, considering the new businesses he had started, the investment was essential.

"One last thing," the clerk added, "once your guild is established, a Mercenary Guild Oversight Committee representative will periodically check in, ensuring that your guild is abiding by all regulations and maintaining the guild's standards."

Erik nodded, taking a deep breath. "Thank you for the information. I'll fill out the application immediately."

The clerk handed over a stack of forms. "Fill these out, and once everything's in order, we'll move ahead."

Erik left the counter with the forms tucked securely under his arm, his path forward more concrete.

Erik took a few steps back from the crowded counter as the pressure of the upcoming task bore down on him. As he retreated into his own thoughts, the commotion in the guild's lobby appeared to recede into the background.

<The registration fee isn't the issue,> he mused. The money he had accumulated in these months amassed around 7 million Eurems; it was more than enough to cover the substantial sum. It was the requirement for members that tugged at his thoughts.

<I need fifteen members to form the guild. No, with me, it's fourteen. Fourteen dependable individuals.>

However, as he pondered, a slow grin began to form. <Wait, is this really a problem?> He was aware that many people, particularly young people, would jump at the chance to join a guild under the leadership of Erik Kay, given his achievements and subsequent fame. His reputation would undoubtedly draw potential members to him.

<Plus, there's always the added appeal of the business partnership I'm diving into with Lysa.> He felt a surge of optimism. His guild could offer its members lucrative opportunities and solid careers if pitched right.

A structured hierarchy, steady income, and the chance to work with one of the most recognized figures in the city would be compelling offers.

Erik approached the counter once again after he took his decision, attracting the attention of the same young cashier as before. He took a guild's tablet and started filling in information for the application, including names, aims, and the services the guild would give.

"Back so soon?" the clerk remarked, his tone light.

"I'm ready to initiate the process," Erik replied. He finalized the details, transferring the necessary sum to cover the registration fee.

The transaction was completed with a soft chime, and the forms, now filled out, hovered over the counter, ready for submission.

The clerk glanced over the documentation. "Everything seems to be in order. As for the member list..."

Erik interrupted, "I'll provide it in the coming weeks. I assure you, assembling the right team is my top priority."

The clerk nodded, tapping a few commands into his console. "That's fine. Once you've gathered your members and have the list, bring it over. We'll take the final steps then. And remember, quality is often better than quantity."

Erik smiled, appreciating the advice. "Duly noted."

"Best of luck, Mr. Kay," the clerk offered with genuine warmth. "Given your reputation, I have no doubt your guild will be one to watch."

Erik showed his appreciation by bowing his head and then turning to walk away, his movements becoming more determined than they had been previously.

When he walked out of the Mercenary Guild via its massive doors, he couldn't help but feel excited for the new things he would face. Managing the guild, searching for people to join, buying items, and training his guild's members.

However, he had to pay attention since he would be forced to disband the guild if he did things half assuredly. Nonetheless, he had self-assurance. Ultimately, this was merely the beginning of yet another exciting journey.