Transmigrated as a Ghost

"So, you are the foreign adventurers that Miss Vivi wishes for me to show around. My name is Agustin, and I am a humble silver rank adventurer. It is a pleasure to meet all of you."

Bowing in an exaggerated fashion to Marcus and his companions was the man that Vivi had tasked with guiding Marcus and his companions.

'He's certainly got a unique sense of style.'

Looking at the clothes that their guide was wearing, Marcus thought he looked more like a stage performer in costume rather than an adventurer.

On top of his head was a bright red cavalier hat that had a large golden feather sticking out of it and the rest of his clothing was equally colorful with a purple cape draped over his back.

His long orange hair was also eye catching and the way he moved with dramatic flourishes to his movements only further drew attention to him.

The only thing that gave him any semblance of being a fighter was a single ornate mithril alloy rapier at his waist.

"It is likewise nice to meet you. My name is Marcus, and I am the leader of our party. We will be in your care while we are here, so thank you in advance." Marcus said, greeting their guide politely.

Following him, the rest of his companions introduced themselves.

"Now, what might you wish to do now? I can take you to the inn Miss Vivi reserved for your party, or perhaps you would like me to show you to some of the local hotspots?"

"The inn first sho-

"Let's go see the local hotspots!" Mrazivý said enthusiastically, interrupting Marcus. They were only going to be in the city for a single day and she figured that they might as well have some fun while they were here.

"Fine, I guess we will look around the city for a bit."

"Excellent, I shall make sure to show you the very best of this fair city." Agustin said, turning around flourishing his cape and heading towards the guild hall's exit.

Once outside, Marcus and company were finally able to get their first view of Houten's capital city.

Rows of large buildings populated the area they were in and had a Mediterranean architectural design.

'It's not nearly as hot as Aezam was, but it is a lot warmer than Borealia. The wind also has a faint scent of salt, so this city is probably located near the ocean.' Marcus thought as he observed his surroundings.

Naturally everyone else was just as intrigued by the area and were turning their heads every which way.

"I smell something good from that direction." Roxene said, using her keen sense of smell to locate the best food in the area.

"Ah, you have a good nose young lady. One of the most popular cafés in the city has a storefront in a plaza not too far from here. The food they serve is incredibly high quality. Of course, it is a little on the pricey side, but I am sure that accomplished adventurers such as yourselves are not hurting for coin. If you want, I can lead the way?"

"Sure, that sounds good." Marcus responded for the group. He could not say he wasn't interested in the local cuisine.

When they arrived, they found the café they were looking for and were swiftly seated by one of the many professional waiters on staff.

For their orders, Marcus went ahead and got one of everything on the menu. With a group of twelve, half of which were actually magical beasts, he knew that even a large quantity of food was not going to go to waste. Worst case scenario he could eat everything since his stomach was pretty much an infinite void as far as he knew.

"This fruit is really good. I wonder what it is. I don't think I have ever had one before." Lilia said as she dug into a type of fruit tart.

Luckily, Agustin knew what the fruit's name was and Marcus made sure to add it to a list of items to purchase.

After spending a little over an hour enjoying their meal, they left the café with satisfied expressions and continued to follow Agustin around the city.

However, as they were going down a street just a bit off the main roads, the sound of glass breaking resounded through the area.

In front of them a group of eight people with their faces covered burst out of a shop with bags stuffed with money and the high-end carpets the shop sold.

A dingle young and inexperienced looking guard that was patrolling the area was alerted to the commotion, but when he tried to stop the thieves, they easily tossed him against the side of a building where he crumpled to the ground.

'They really must be short staffed right now. That guard is only seventeen years old and level six. He never stood a chance against eight people who range from levels nine to fourteen.' Marcus thought, quickly assessing the situation.

Turning to look at Agustin, Marcus could tell that the man wanted nothing more than to spring into action and apprehend the miscreants. As a silver rank adventurer who was level twenty-seven it would be easy enough for him to bring down even eight people that were more than ten levels lower than him and likely did not have much combat experience.

Still, he did not rush after the thieves despite wanting to. Currently he was on the job as Marcus' party's guide and could not drag them into trouble of his own accord.

Of course, Marcus could see that several of his companions were ready to spring into action, and likely would soon whether he said anything or not.

"I suppose we could use a bit of light exercise after such a large meal. How about we go and stop those guys from getting away. Its hard to enjoy ourselves with eyesores like them around."