
Jack and Dian came home from their training when the sun was almost sinking. They walked on the crowded streets of hunters who also came home from Dungeon Lover. The hunters usually stopped by the bar the night before their inn, unlike the ordinary workers. Usually they stop by like that for meetings between party members and tell their experiences in their hunt for information.
Little explanation, the Party is another name for a team of 2 or more hunters with the aim of maximizing their hunting. Usually this party is far superior and efficient hunting than hunters who do their own hunting. But the hunting advantage must be divided between parties.
Jack and Dian won't stop by the bar at night. They both don't like alcohol and noise. They'll be asleep when it's night.
"Hey, Dian. How about going to the village hall for identity cards?"
Jack began to open up the conversation between the two of them. They were previously told by Mary that enrolling in the SDP program should go to the town hall.
"Ehm, can. But, what is the identity card for?"
"You don't know, dad? Its usefulness is just as important as the ID card where we used to be."
"really?"
"Yes, we've been living here for 3 months, in the land of Dracvale. As per the rules of a brochure I've read, it's time to make an identity card as a sign that we're residents of the city of Hedgehade, not strangers anymore."
"Do you think the making is not difficult?"
"Ehm, in the Brochure also described the procedure of making an identity card. Fill in our self data, check our criminal records, and perform magic contracts by dripping blood onto a crystal ball. It won't be long and troublesome."
"All right, I might follow you."
Then on the side of the road, they saw a musical baton on the street. They were performers like buskers on the streets of big cities, but otherworldly versions. They use traditional tools that Jack and Dian don't know about. Jack and Dian were not interested in the musical performances and they just passed by.
"I just realized your tired face, Jack. What time did you sleep last night?"
Dian realized when he looked at the performers, at first glance he saw Jack's eye bags were quite large and black. Jack seemed surprised by what Dian said and asked to be sure.
"Did my face look tired?"
"It is very obvious that you are exhausted and sleep-deprived. Actually, what time do you sleep?"
In the land of Dracvale, there is already known as the clock. The clock in the city of Hedgehade is a giant clock tower in the south of the city. Jack and Dian's inn is close enough to the giant clock, so they always wake up when the sound of the clock bell is heard and know the time when night falls.
"Maybe I slept around 11 p.m."
"Eh, it's so late. Does it happen every day?"
"3 months when we were here."
"Oh, you have to think about your own body. You should stop reading books at night."
"Uh, what's the connection?"
"Because to you, books are addictive things, no books, no taste. Why do you read books during the day?"
"My day at work. No time to read a book."
Dian considers that books are Jack's sleeping problem. But actually, he only felt disturbed when sleeping because Jack still lit a candle to read a book.
"Ah, my sleep problem is not because my sleep is too late. Before I got here, I used to sleep around 11 and it didn't make me tired and the eye bags got big."
"Lantas, what makes you so exhausted?"
"My quality of sleep is problematic. I always couldn't sleep well. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of my sleep and don't sleep until morning."
"Ehm, then what's the cause of all that?"
"I've always been overshadowed by nightmares when I sleep and it's been going on for 3 months."
"3 months?! Why did I just find out about your problem? Ah, your problem is really serious. You have to go to the psychiatrist to check yourself."
Jack raised an eyebrow, "There's a psikater here?"
Dian wanted to say something, but was stuck in the throat. He realized the two of them had never heard of a psychiatrist here.
"Just calm down, this problem will go away on its own. I've felt this before..."
Jack calms Dian down, hoping that Dian's worries will evaporate.
After a few minutes of stepping on the streets, they finally reached the inn. They then take their toiletries, shower, dinner, and sleep, resting themselves for activity the next day.
***
They both went to the town hall 2 days later. They must obtain permission from their leader to be absent for a day from their work.
The town hall is located not far from the shower of "The Angel of Heaven" and is about 700 meters from Jack's workplace.
"We're here..." Jack said while in a 2-storey building. The walls of the building are made of concrete, exactly with houses with an archway that reads Town Hall. It was the town hall in the city of Hedgeshade.
Jack leads Dian to the town hall. Jack knows the place better, because every day he always goes to this place to work. They then entered the town hall building which was rather crowded from visitors. They all sat in a long chair.
"Now what?" Dian looked around and then looked at Jack.
They then went to a table with the Sign Holder inscription "Receptionist".
"Good morning, gentlemen. Can anyone help?" The receptionist asked in a friendly tone, as if to assume the height of the two of them. They both knew, in fact it was just a mere totality.
"We want to create an identity card and sign up for the SDP program." Without further ado, Jack immediately uttered their destination to the town hall.
Then the receptionist immediately asked for the name and wrote it to the visitor's book. Then the receptionist told them to take the sequence number and wait until the sequence number was called.
It took quite a long time to wait for Jack and Dian's sequence number to be called because the number of visitors today was quite a lot. They were called when the sun was over their heads.
They then walked into the room designated by the receptionist. Inside, there are plenty of rooms and it is busier than the outdoors. Those inside are government civil servants and also if the door of the booth is closed indicates that they are providing services. While open, indicating that they are not providing service.
The two of them then part ways and go to different rooms, because one room only receives one service.
Upon entering, Jack saw a man in his 50s sitting in the cubicle. The man's desk had a Sign Holder reading "Daniel Solveni" indicating that he was named.
The man was reading a document and not rubbing the person who had entered his room. Only when Jack sat in the chair provided did the man raise his head and press a button on his desk.
Crackling
The door closed when the button was pressed and the man clasped his palm and placed it on the table, indicating that he was focused.
Honestly, Jack's inner self feels like an interrogated criminal, or like a secret encounter. The atmosphere here made her tense.
"Are you a refugee who came here for the first time?" Ask the man named Daniel.
"L-yes..." Jack answered nervously.
"Oh, I deserve it. You look tense, just like any other refugee when you get into this room." The man said while laughing.
It turned out that the man was quite kind and friendly with Jack. Maybe it looks professional, but for Jack he is already friendly outside or inside the job.
"So, what can I help you with?"
"I want to create an identity card and register to sign in to SDP."
"Ehm, okay. To be honest I've guessed the reason you came here, because today many visitors here are refugees who want to make identity cards."
Jack finally knows why there are so many city hall visitors today. They were all refugees who wanted to make identity cards.
"Can you write?"
Jack nodded.
"Okay, please write down your bio first."
Daniel then handed over a paper with questions, such as his name and date of birth. Then Daniel asks first the name of Jack and his current residence. Jack answered his full name and the name of the inn.
"Zitman?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay."
Jack became confused when Daniel mentioned his surname again. He suspected that Daniel was hiding something, that feeling evaporated just like that
Then Jack answered all the questions on the paper and Daniel was carefully writing "Jack Zitman" in a book.
"[Magic Selection] [Expose Logs]"
After Daniel spoke 2 magic spells and miraculously the writing on the paper of the book was lost, replaced by a word "None" on the paper of the book.
"Hmm, no criminal record."
In Daniel's words, it explains what Daniel did. He's checking Jack's criminal records in ways Jack doesn't know.
Since the 2 stages of the procedure are complete, there is only the last stage, which is to give a drop of blood to a crystal. The crystal was connected to a cable that Jack did not know its origin.
Then Jack thrust a needle into his right index finger and dripped his blood onto the crystal. The crystal glowed for a moment when Jack's blood was dripped and finally the stage was completed.
"Alright while waiting for the card to be made, you write this to get the SDP program's admission letter."
Daniel thrust out another paper and told Jack to fill in the questions on the paper. After some time, Jack completed the filling of the paper along with the completion of the card.
"This is the card and this is the letter to get into the SDP program. For the letter, don't lose it or you won't get into the SDP program."
Daniel gave a card and a letter. Then Jack left when his business was done and left Daniel alone.
"Ehm, I think I've heard the name "Zitman" but where is it?"
When Jack leaves, Daniel tries to remember the name "Zitman" until he arrives.