I Became A Blacksmith That Rankers Obsess Over Novels & Stories

Even a healing brave could join a war guild. The metal ball on each flagpole would tell me about its hierarchy. From lowest to highest: iron, copper, silver, gold, and platinum. For guilds to elevate their rank, they had to achieve a couple of impressive feats and fame; becoming a silver-class and higher guaranteed them wealth, power, and prestige. Once they reached the gold-class, the Guildmaster had the right to be treated like royalty. The Boston Tea Party was an example, which was why everybody addressed Rad as a king. The platinum-class was the pinnacle of its hierarchy. Fifteen guilds had managed to attain that rank, and Rad warned us not to anger any of them at all costs. While we wer