The Transmigrated Novelist

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No matter the world, no matter the time the wealthy would always get a different treatment from the poor because they had money to back their selves up.

No person, institution, or organization would ever feel that it was wrong to make a few extra bucks. There were so many ways to spend that extra money.

Even more so, workers whose salary and income was actually tied out to the customer's happiness, as waiters, receptionists, bellboys, etc.

But who would have thought that Roy would be a rich guy while being dressed in some poor and cheap clothes? There was nothing she could do about it now though.

She could only hand over the key to him, and tell him the position of his room while promising that there would soon be new clothes coming to him.

Taking the key Roy didn't linger anymore with the receptionist, despite being a more than average beauty, her prejudice towards him had made him cold towards her.

In no time he was in front of his new room, opened the door with the key he had just received, and then entered inside.

The room was quite comfy, and warm despite being in such a place where murders, and thieves reigned free.

Roy felt that there couldn't be any more realistic description of the society and humanity. Not only to the one he was now but also to his previous one.

The only difference between the two was that his previous world had already found a way to cover their ugliness with superficial ways.

Well, it didn't matter much anyway, just like any other human being out there, even Roy had the same mentality as well. As long as he didn't suffer a setback, everything was great.

Placing all those thoughts to the back of his head, he just started looking around the room he had just entered and found that it was quite to his satisfaction.

There was a big king-size bed, and a bathroom, which he decided to try immediately. His clothes should be on their way, so he quickly took off what he was wearing and jumped into the bathtub.

Lying there amidst the warm water, he started calming down his mind and forgetting almost everything that had happened or was happening around him.

'knock…, knock…'

He didn't know for how long he had been staying like that lying in the bathtub when suddenly someone knocked on the door of his room.

Spreading his 'sense area' he immediately recognized the pretty receptionist standing in front of his door, with a few bags in her hands.

Getting out of the bathtub, he quickly donned a towel to cover his family jewels and then made his way towards the door.

Opening the door he appeared in his chiseled body full splendor in front of the beauty, and took the bags from her hands, ready to return back inside.

Before he could do so though, the beauty started speaking,

"Mister Krid, I am really sorry for my conduct earlier, and would like to properly apologize to you!"

That was the name he had decided upon himself, Roy Krid. But that wasn't important now, what was important was the look in the receptionist's eyes, as she said those words.

She not only looked, but she had apparently come with dirty intentions. Roy wasn't some kind of saint to let go of such an opportunity, so he grabbed her inside, and immediately threw her on the bed.

In this place, both genders males and females could act in their most natural animalistic instincts, and no one judged no one.

Since she had come to offer herself to him, even if he didn't really like her much, he could still taste her body.

Not long after, the receptionist's happy sounds started ringing through all the room, like never before, until she finally passed out due to extreme tiredness.

With the beauty unconscious, there wasn't much that Roy could do inside the hotel room, so he decided to go and have a look outside.

Furthermore, he also had something to do, which was to join one of the mercenary guilds. Only like that would he be able to take some mission to his targeted location and arrive there without raising much attention.

Mercenaries were like mushrooms after raining, they were everywhere! All abled bodies who knew a few fighting skills would become mercenaries with the hope of striking it rich in a spurt of luck.

Certainly joining a noble family was the dream of many people, as like that they would have a secured future, and even more so if they raised the interest of those nobles.

But while that future was solid at the same time it was worse than being a mercenary to some people.

After all, their life wouldn't be on their hands anymore, as they might be sent as cannon fodder any time, and they would have to bow down to those nobles and their brats for all their lives.

While being a mercenary was a bit more dangerous and adventurous at least they had their lives in their own hands, and the truly capable ones could reach something in their lives.

Roy certainly didn't have those hopes or ideas in order to become a mercenary, he just wanted an identity that wouldn't raise much attention.

If one wanted to enter inside the bank and rob it from inside, even the job of a cleaner would be more than enough.

With those thoughts in his mind, Eric left his Inn and started walking down the street. It was the same view and scenes of earlier, just with a few more extra bodies on the ground.

In this place, the duties of the town guards weren't to protect order but to collect and dispose of corpses, and bodies of the dead idiots.

Roy just watched the guards as they disposed of those bodies without caring much about it, he had truly adapted to his new life. He had grown accustomed to killing and disposing of now.

Even a scene like this didn't seem like it made any big impression on him, he had truly turned cold towards other people's lives.

There were still a few people that were watching him from behind, clearly with bad intentions, but he decided to not care much about them.

Still, should they try to act upon their stupid intentions, then they would surely die a gruesome death, as he had no intention of forgiving them for their stupidity of attacking him.

Soon though he approached the first mercenary guild that he saw and entered inside. The mercenary guild didn't look much different from a small-scale company in medieval times.

There was a big lobby with lots of cardboard filled with different missions, a few secretaries, and a list of prices for the rank of a mercenary.

That's right, the rank of a mercenary didn't depend on their strength or their rank, it depended on their wealth.

As long as one had the money it showed that it had the skills to have that position in the guild. Even the position of the Head of the Guild was for sale, just that it was extremely expensive.

The moment that Roy approached the reception there was a blonde-haired well-endowed woman that immediately asked with politeness,

"Hello Mister, how may I help you?"

It wasn't a wonder that many receptionists were ladies, as they were a natural attraction to men, and they would usually gather just like the bees around a flower.

Roy didn't have any intention of starting something with her though, as he could already tell that this wasn't a woman that would be tied up to one man only, just like the receptionist at the Inn.

Still, he took some time to have a look at the beauty from head to toe, as he then said with a calm and natural tone,

"I would like to enter the guild and obtain the Tier 1 badges from Bronze to Diamond!"

There were five tiers in any guild in general, iron, bronze, silver, gold, and diamond. Beyond those were only the tier of Elders, and the Guild Master.

The beauty behind the desk was certainly surprised at Roy's words, not because this was the first time that something like this happened, but because he was the youngest to do so.

And there were no Masters behind him either, which made her feel complexed whether he was a Young Master, or a Young Noble from a powerful family.

Still, no matter what, he was a really good candidate that could help her enjoy a nice and beautiful life, so she immediately started growing warmer to him.

Furthermore, since Roy was young then most probably he would be easier to control and pull by the nose, that was what she thought.

Still, these were only her thoughts at the moment, as she first needed to see his capacity to pay, as she said with an enticing tone,

"Very well follow me, Sir!"

For people that spent large amounts of money, every guild, or institution would provide better treatment and conditions.

Taking Roy to the back room, she served him some good alcohol to warm up the mood, and then said,

"Mister Krid everything you asked will be available to you for 16.000 mana stones, we are providing you with a 10% discount.

From the moment that you receive the badges, you will pertain to the available discounts for each of them to our guilds provided services, just be reminded that the discounts can't be stacked.

Your lowest discount rate is 1% for your iron badge, and your highest will be 20% with your Diamond Tier badge.

Our mercenary guild doesn't have many restrictions for its members, so you are free to do as you wish!"

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