What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company? Chapter 21 You're A Mercenary, Tera

For so reason, Amber was in quite a good mood after I accepted her invitation and she even humd to herself as we left the guild.

"They'll most likely transfer her bounty to you once she gets processed so in the anti… You hungry? I know a good place if you're interested and we can talk there." She asked.

I shrugged, "I don't mind, lead the way."

"Great! It's just a short walk down the street over there! I would go there after finishing my hustles to unwind."

I raised an eyebrow at her, "You've been a rc for long?"

She shrugged, "Lost count of ti. Probably a few years I guess."

"Right… So what happened with those three guys?"

She raised an eyebrow at for a mont before smacking her hands together, "Oh right! Those three idiots? Fucking incompetent idiots trying to take what they don't deserve to have, that's what. They picked up a job that they couldn't do and ran away from it, then I had to co in and do the job for them and guess what they did?"

"Claim that you stole the job from them?"

"That's right! And they even have the audacity to try and say that they would have completed it even without my interference! Yeah, right."

We stopped at an intersection where the light was red and we waited to cross.

"What was the job?" I asked.

"Escorting a mining convoy into the asteroid belt which was attacked by a few pirates along the way. Instead of staying to defend them, they ran away from the fight. If I wasn't passing by at that ti, those miners would have been floating around in the void of space right now."

I frowned, "Is there no penalty for them to abandon the miners like that?"

"Oh there definitely is. They'll be paying back the client the money they should have received from the hustle and the Guild would most definitely be deducting rcenary Points from them."

"rcenary points?"

"Heh, shall I start the introduction to new rcs, Tera?"

The light turned green and we started to cross the street, though I managed to give her a nod before we did.

She then raised a finger, "You, my dear friend, are now a proud mber of the rcenary Guild, congratulations! Blah blah blah. I'm just going to skip over all that stupid shit and get to where it actually matters. You start out as a Copper rank and there's eight ranks in total. From the lowest to highest rank, you have Copper, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Erald, Ruby and finally Prisma.

Each rank has five levels and you must advance through all five before you get to the next rank. Got all that so far?"

I nodded, it's a pretty basic concept after all even though this system did not exist in the ga. You could still operate as a rcenary but there was no guild so there was no ranking for rcs either.

She continued as we reached the other side of the street, "The last two ranks are a little special but let's leave that aside for now. To advance in the other ranks, every rc has rcenary Points which are obtained from completing hustles and once they reach a certain number of points, they move up a level.

So as a Copper rank at level one, you need a minimum of fifty points to be raised to level two."

"How difficult is it to get fifty points?"

"Not that hard to be honest. It's really just the introductory stage for a rc. You could just do a few escort jobs or even so transport jobs and each hustle at that rank could give you around ten points each. Ah, here we are."

She pointed to a certain shop and I looked up to see what was basically a ran shop.

The place even had counter seats too.

Amber led to one of the empty tables and sat down with her feet raised to rest on the empty seat beside her while I took the chair across from her.

She tapped on a button on the side of the table and a holographic screen was projected in front of both of us.

"Just choose what you like, my treat."

I narrowed my eyes at her, "You're treating ?"

She grinned at , "What, are you thinking that I'm looking to get sothing from you? Can't a senior look out for her juniors these days?"

"You barely know though."

"And sa for you, yet you still followed alone out here? I'd say it's a little too late to play the cautious card don't you think? Relax, I'm just killing so ti. Besides, the Credits I'm using are taken from that escort hustle I completed for those three idiots so no need to feel bad about it."

Since she offered… I shrugged and went ahead to peruse the nu and… What the heck?

"This is… Ran, right?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"What kind of ran is this? What's 'Synthran with Subpork'?"

She raised an eyebrow at , "Exactly what it ans. What are you talking about?"

"What the heck is Synthran and Subpork?"

"Shit, Tera. You might as well ask what is an arm and a leg. How the fuck am I supposed to tell you that aside from exactly what it sounds like?"

"Ok… Let ask it in another way… What are they made of?"

"Ah fuck. Don't tell you were thinking that you're actually going to eat real pork made from pigs and noodles made from wheat?"

I gave her an incredulous look, "What else can they be made out of?"

"Well fuck, girl. Unless you're like the super elite with Credits to throw around, peasants like us are stuck eating the Synth and Sub foods and fuck if I know what they're made of. They taste decent enough and we don't starve, details aren't that important."

Ok… Yeah… Maybe I'm just making too big a deal out of it… This is another universe after all so maybe they ca up with the technology to replicate these foods without the need for raising all the materials organically anymore.

Thus, the organic foods are more of a luxury than a necessity or sothing.

I shrugged and tapped on the picture of that particular ran on the holographic projection.

Amber did the sa and the screen disappeared, leaving us free to converse again.

She gave a look, "You're not so super rich lady from one of the Noble Families that's out on a joyride, are you?"

"If I were, do you think I'll be alone?"

"Well fuck, maybe you ran away from ho, I dunno. Please tell if you are, ok? I don't want to get implicated in any of the Noble Families bullshit."

"I don't even know what Noble Families you are talking about so you don't need to worry about that."

"Fair enough. Now where was I… Oh right. When you reach level five on your rank, you can apply to be promoted to the next rank through the Guild and they will assess if you have the necessary requirents to move to the next rank."

"So even if you have the necessary rcenary Points you can still fail to move to the next rank?"

"Yep, since hustles are tied to ranks and rcs can only take hustles that are in the sa rank or one rank below them. And especially when most of the higher ranked quests involve needing your own ship, a rc without a ship might not be able to rank up. Or if you're just a fucking asshole and everyone hates you, that might prevent your rank up assessnt too."

"Huh… In that case, doesn't that an soone might be able to bribe their way to get ranked up since it's the Guild that decides it?"

She shrugged, "Maybe, but what's the point? Even if you just ride on other rc teams to complete hustles to get your rcenary Points and then pay soone off to rank up despite not qualifying for it, what are you going to achieve? Hustles would still get completed and everyone still benefits from these being completed so I argue that this would be seen as a skill by itself.

And if you just so happen to take a hustle beyond your skills which led to you dying because of it, you have no one to bla but yourself, right?"

So basically it's just a case of even if you manage to go around the system, the one at risk the most is still the rc themselves since they are the ones risking their lives to complete those missions they take.

Fair enough… Though I would question that wouldn't the Guild's reputation take a hit for sending incompetent rcs to take these jobs that they would fail?

I was going to ask that and a few more questions when a drone floated out from the kitchen holding a tray to stop beside our table.

It lowered its altitude until it was level with our table and Amber sat up to take her bowl off the tray.

I followed her and took mine as well, looking at the bowl with a critical eye.

It looks… Like ran I suppose?

Amber was already slurping the noodles so I decided to dig in too.

Alright~ Let's try what space ran tastes like.