863 What“s the Point of All This Unnecessary Rambling?

On an empty plot of land in front of the city lord’s castle, a series of tables had been arranged. Sitting behind these tables were people from employment centers as well as those who were looking to hire new employees. All of them were waiting for the arrival of the elves who were seeking employment.

During this recent period, the elven population in Chaos City had been rapidly increasing, but a large proportion of them were children and elderly elves, while just a small proportion were in their prime.

However, elves had extremely long lifespan, so given their polite mannerism and graceful demeanor, even elderly elves were quite popular with employers.

Under normal circumstances, wages for elven employees were quite high, but due to the fact that these elves were trying to find employment as quickly as possible so they could settle permanently in Chaos City, the wages offered were going to be slightly lower than usual, and that was something that the city lord’s castle had accepted to be inevitable.

After all, these elves had only just arrived at Chaos City, and employers had to spend time and effort to train them before they could succeed in their roles.

There were many elves going from table to table, trying to find a job that was suitable for themselves, and then conversing in greater depth with the employers and the personnel from employment centers.

This employment convention was being held by the city lord’s castle, so it was guaranteed that there were no traps waiting for these elves. After all, no matter how unscrupulous a business was, they wouldn’t dare to risk offending the city lord’s castle.

Most of the elves wore wide smiles on their faces as they prepared to begin a brand new chapter of their lives in this city.

To most of them, a job was something that was completely new and intriguing. In the past, they were one with nature, foraging for fruits and nuts as food while living inside trees.

However, here in Chaos City, there were no fruits and nuts for them to pick, nor any tree hollows for them to live in. If they wanted to live here, they had to find jobs, and then exchange their labor for income so they could purchase necessities like clothes and food.

This was a brand new way of life. At the very least, that was what Firis thought. She had lived her entire life in the Wind Forest, and as she cast her gaze over the employment information being displayed around her, she discovered that many of the jobs being offered were simply incomprehensible to her. These jobs included things like cleaning up storefronts, serving customers… All of them were completely alien, and she couldn’t bring herself to be interested in them.

Many of the employers had set their sights on Firis. A young and beautiful elf like her was very popular, and there weren’t many of them present during this convention.

She was a little thin and looked somewhat frail, but she would be perfect as a pretty face hired as a front desk attendant.

Many of the employers were already racking their brains, trying to think of conditions that they could offer that would make them stand out among all of the other employers present.

What kind of job will allow me to pass his test? Firis thought to herself with her brows furrowed. All she wanted to do was to pass Alex’s test as quickly as possible, and then look after the young mistress to the best of her ability and await the day when she would be reunited with the princess.

“Hmm?” Crease had been sitting around for two hours, and only signed up two elderly elves during this process. However, his eyes immediately lit up at the sight of Firis.

She was around 15 to 16 years of age and quite beautiful in appearance. She seemed to be the quiet and docile type, and most importantly, her chest was flat!

Perfect! She’s perfect! She satisfies all of Mag’s criteria!

Crease immediately rose to his feet before quickly making his way over to Firis, stopping her in her tracks with a smile on his face as he said, “Hello there, I am the owner of the Find All Job-finding Service, and I have a job that’s perfect for you; would you be interested?”

Shameless!

All of the employers who had set their sights on Firis were rather annoyed to see this. Some of them were even making their way toward her, getting ready to pounce as soon as she turned down Crease’s offer. If they were to miss out on her, who knew when the next one would come along? A young and beautiful elf like her was perfect for countless workplaces.

“A job that’s perfect for me?” Firis repeated with a curious look on her face. She didn’t even know what kind of job was suitable for herself, so how did this man know what type of job was perfect for her?This chapter is updated by NoᴠelFɪre.net

“Don’t buy his nonsense! He doesn’t know anything about, yet he’s already making empty promises; he’s clearly not trustworthy! I have a job here that is truly perfect for you,” a portly employer said in an urgent manner.

Everyone else also tried to get a word in, and all of them began to bicker loudly around Firis.

“Don’t be too quick to make your decision; listen to what the jobs they’re offering entail, then make an informed decision. No one can force you to do anything against your will here,” an employee from the city lord’s castle who was supervising the convention reminded.

Firis hurriedly nodded in response. She had been given quite a fright by all of these employers flocking to her at once. She had been concerned that no one would want her, but it appeared that she was very much a hot commodity. After taking a deep breath to compose herself, she turned to Crease, and said, “You still haven’t told me what job you have that’s perfect for me.”

“You’ve heard of Mamy Restaurant, right? It’s the most renowned restaurant in Chaos City! The owner of the restaurant has just returned from King Andre’s royal birthday banquet, and received the best dish award there. He’s by far the best chef in Chaos City, and not only does he possess superb cooking skills, he’s also very young and handsome. Even the city lord himself as visited his restaurant on many occasions, and…” Crease began to deliver a long-winded spiel about the glorious past of Mag and Mamy Restaurant.

“How about you tell us what kind of job the owner of Mamy Restaurant is offering, and what’s the monthly wage he’s willing to pay? What’s the point of all this unnecessary rambling?” another employer asked as he pursed his lips.

“Ahem…” Crease cleared his throat in a slightly awkward manner; he was feeling rather flustered at the sight of all of these competitors. If his conditions didn’t prove to be alluring enough to Firis, then these employers would immediately swoop in to take her from him. However, 1,500 copper coins was simply far too low of a monthly wage for him to be able to announce it with confidence.

After taking a glance at the competing employers and the city lord’s castle employee nearby, Crease continued, “This exceptionally talented chef and restaurant owner is currently looking for a waitress to work at his restaurant, which is just as exceptional as he is. If you were to work there, you’d surely also become exceptional, and on top of that, you get three free staff meals per day cooked by Boss Mag. To be able to enjoy such delicious foods as a part of your job would be—”

“Cut the chit-chat! Just tell us the monthly wage that he’s offering!” another employer urged in an impatient manner.

Firis was also looking at Crease intently, awaiting a response to this question. She didn’t have much a concept of money, but the employees of the chaos city had given them a detailed introduction of what money was, as well as what it could be used for. It was next to impossible to live in Chaos City without money, so the more money one had, the better.

Looking around at everyone’s intense eyes, Crease wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in there. As opposed to continuing with his pointless rambling, he mustered up his courage, and summarized, “You’ll be getting 1,500 copper coins a month, and that includes food and accommodation. On top of that, you’ll occasionally have to babysit for the owner, who has a half-elf daughter around four to five years old.”