Chapter 91 – Registration and ranking up.

“Welcome back Mr. Wayland we are finished here as well.”

The busty elf lady smiled at Roland as he returned with the puppy. He had taken it down from his head by now. This was done out of concern that the puppy would grow up thinking that he might be the leader of the pack. He couldn’t just let his tamed monster literally walk over him.

Bernir was to the side waving at him as well, he looked happy for some reason after looking at the puppy that was now in Roland’s hands.

“Welcome back Mr. Wayland, did you decide on the name?”

“Not really…”

The old man that explained how taming creatures like these had informed him about this. The monster contract wouldn’t be fully complete unless he named the monster. This was done through the system window and he just needed to concentrate while looking at the wolf pup’s status.

“How about I just call it potato…”

The wolf pup gave out a menacing whine the moment he mentioned the name. It clearly didn’t like Roland’s naming sense but he had no idea how to call the red creature. It looked quite cute at the moment but when it grew up it would look closer to a wolf.

“Little potato? That would be a cute name for such a little cutie.”

The elven woman looked down at the barking dog while chuckling.

“Sure… so everything has been cleared up? Then can I get my adventurer card updated?”

He asked as he had signed all the papers relating to the new party member. The Ruby Wolf Puppy would become his tamed monster. His adventurer card was taken to perform some updates.

It was interesting how these cards worked. They would add certain symbols onto it which would then inform people about certain things. A little picture of a beast would be added in the corner which would indicate that he was an owner of a beast.

This card could then be given to any guild and they could scan it for the detailed information about the monster in question. This all was not done with any runic components though as he couldn’t identify any of them it worked on some other magical system.

It was probably done through regular enchanting which used a slightly different language or maybe something else entirely that he wasn’t aware of. Runes were not the end all be all in this world, many other magic languages existed that could produce similar or even better effects.

The old gnome also told him to get a collar for the wolf pup. It would then signal other people that this monster was owned by someone and keep them from attacking it.

The papers that explained things about his creature were also given to him by the old man. He could present them to the guards the next time he saw them which would be proof enough to not pay any more tolls. This could also be done by showing his adventurer card but it wouldn’t always be accepted outside the guild. If the monster went through an evolution he would need to return to the adventurer’s guild to have everything updated.

The creature would be judged again, sometimes monsters got extremely violent which in some situations caused them to be banned from entering cities. Other times they would change into a poisonous or corrosive variant that by just being in contact with others could cause them harm.

“Yes, Mr. Bernir had explained everything. Are you willing to sell the damaged golem core? Even if it’s damaged the materials can still be used by some craftsmen.”

Roland had dumped a lot of money into buying resources for his deep steel armor but he wasn’t that strapped for cash. He could always enchant some disposable weapons on the side to earn more. The golem’s core on the other hand was a rare commodity that could be melted down and turned into an alloy. If done correctly this alloy could boost the regular metal’s capabilities.

“I’ll keep it for now…when can I get my card back?”

“It shouldn’t take more than thirty minutes Mr. Wayland, why don’t you sit down and have a drink while you wait?”

The elven woman pointed to the side where a small section of tables was at. The guild did have a dining section. They mostly served beer and some easily made dishes for the adventurers that were stuck waiting like him. He just nodded and turned around, his little dog continued to bark in his hands as he carried it around.

“Calm down or I’ll really give you the name Potato or how about Beetroot? You’re quite red like one.”

The pooch instantly went quiet after Roland continued to mention vegetable names. It was clear that this wolf to be didn’t want to be named like this. It felt like a drag to come up with a fitting one. While going towards one of the tables to sit at he tried remembering some popular dog names that were used in his old world.

‘Max? Charlie? Boomer? Woofer? Crimson Fang?’

There were just too many to choose from for him to decide on such a short notice. He could go with a regular name similar to a person or try something more interesting or cool. This puppy would evolve into a more ferocious-looking Ruby Wolf or maybe even something else entirely.

The interesting part about tamed monster evolution was that their master could affect the evolution in one way or another. He had this explained by the old man during the paper signing. Depending on what he fed the wolf it could even change its elemental affinity in the next evolution.

A tamed monster like this didn’t go through any class changes and trials like people did. It was more or less automatic for any regular wild beast. It was slightly different for the monsters that were taken out from dungeons as he did.

Apparently, after reaching the first threshold of the 25th level he would be actually able to decide between some evolution options. It was even possible for him to keep the monster unevolved and wait for it to gain more skills and achievements in hopes of earning a rare class. It was very much a game-like system which made it more interesting.

While thinking about the future he finally sat down at the table. He didn’t eat breakfast due to the unforeseen monster birth so he was a bit hungry. This place’s food wasn’t the best though but it would get a person through the day. There were also more people that looked quite hungry with him. Bernir followed him here and he could even hear the man’s stomach giving out strange noises.

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“You hungry?”

“Huh? Oh no I’m fine… “

It was clear that the half-dwarf had gone through a traumatic experience and probably famished. Roland was somewhat aware of his situation which probably caused him to not have much money. While Bernir was out cold he had gone through his backpack and there was actually almost no gold in it. The prices in the guild were higher when food was concerned so he assumed that saving money was probably Bernir’s agenda.

“Is that so…”

Soon a young cat lady showed up to take their order.

“What will it be?”

She called out in a quite energetic voice while mostly focusing on the red puppy that was squirming around. Roland had forced it into his armpit so that it wouldn’t cause trouble.

“Bring us some kiełbasa with bread and butter. Make it enough for three people. Then give me two glasses and a bowl with water.”

“Coming right up Mister.”

The waitress nodded at the order and then promptly walked away into the back room. There she would bring it to the cook while getting the glasses for water faster.

“For three people?”

Bernir asked from the side while swallowing some of his saliva. Roland didn’t answer as he waited for the waitress to return with the glasses. The bowl was placed on the table by him along with the small pup that started to quickly drink from it.

His long tongue worked fast causing some of it to drench the table. This was something that he had to contend with as he was afraid that if he placed the dog on the ground it would run off somewhere. Then he would be stuck chasing after it, if it did any damage to the city or anyone in it he would be responsible for it.

‘I need to train this dog to behave…’