Upon hearing Bigby's question, Caleb shook his head. "No, we're registering as mercenaries too."Soon, he approached a receptionist dressed in a form-fitting dress, who greeted them respectfully, "Greetings, gentlemen. How can I help?""We want to register as mercenaries," Caleb said."Sure." The receptionist bowed her head politely again before leading Caleb, Oxley, Fafnir, and Bigby into a private room and helping them register.Seeing that they were hanging together, she asked in her sweet voice, "Will your group be forming a party?""Yes." Caleb nodded."Very well, then I will register everyone as a mercenary," the receptionist said, taking out a tag to inscribe it. "Have you thought of a call sign?"Caleb paused in thought—naturally, one wouldn't use their real name in their mercenary call sign, but he quickly came up with one. "I'll go with Helltaker.""Helltaker?" the receptionist repeated, searching through the records and then nodded. "Alright."Then, she handed a b
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