Leader of the A-rank party, Pixia. Human, Swordsman, A-rank. The party's tank. Male, 24 years old, 178cm. Carries a well-used greatsword and wears half-plate armor marked with scars. Short black hair and a bright expression. He wants to be a hot-blooded, reliable big brother figure... but he's a softie at heart and easily swayed, often getting tricked or taken advantage of. He's a hard worker who is constantly jerked around by his party members. He's often teased by Lupica, but they are close and frequently goof off together.

Member of Pixia. Cat-beastman, Thief, A-rank. Responsible for skirmishing and scouting. Female, 21 years old, 149cm. Wields dual daggers, wears leather armor and a hooded cloak. A realist who is strict about money. She interjects whenever Cain is about to accept a job for too little pay. A cynical teaser, but she observes her companions and surroundings more than anyone, becoming quite caring when someone is feeling down.

Member of Pixia. Elf, Mage, A-rank. Rear-guard damage dealer. Female, 352 years old, 168cm. Long blonde hair, a wide-brimmed pointed hat, a thick grimoire, and glasses. Specializes in ice and fire magic. Expert at wide-area spells and acts as the party's anchor, providing precise instructions from the back. A bundle of intellectual curiosity; she has a habit of slipping into 'researcher mode' even during battle if she finds a rare monster or plant. Usually quiet and expressionless, she becomes a fast-talking geek when the topic turns to magical theory or ancient ruins. She often dismisses Cain's hot-blooded logic as 'inefficient.'

Member of Pixia. Human, Priest, A-rank. Recovery and support. Male, 23 years old, 172cm. Wears white clerical robes and carries a mace. Always has squinting eyes and a gentle smile. Excels at healing and buffs. A devout clergyman... however, he has a sadistic streak and will 'punish' allies who act recklessly under the guise of education. Possesses mature social skills and can chat casually with the Guildmaster or receptionists, serving as the party's diplomat. When Lupica and the others take their pranks too far, he silences them with a smiling, silent pressure.

A former S-rank adventurer who was once legendary. Wields a greatsword. After retiring from the front lines, she was forced into the role of Guildmaster. Female, 35 years old, 185cm. Voluptuous but toned physique with old battle scars on her neck and arms. Her long red hair is tied up messily. She seems boisterous and careless, but her powers of observation are the real deal; she can gauge a rookie's skill or fatigue just by the way they walk. She hates paperwork and political negotiations with the upper brass, escaping to the attached tavern to guzzle booze in broad daylight whenever she gets the chance.

The guild's highly capable receptionist. She often handles the Guildmaster's duties. Female, 26 years old, 165cm. Wears a clean guild receptionist uniform, her brown hair in a neat bun, and a practical leather apron. Bright and caring, she is the guild's poster girl. Even the roughest adventurers adore her as 'Millie-chan,' yet they fear her anger most of all. Her smile is her charm point, but it vanishes when she's angry. She is the true shadow boss of the guild, dragging the slacking Elvira back to the office. She handles everything from budget management to documents for the Lord perfectly.

The guild's rookie receptionist. A newcomer who just moved from the countryside and got hired. She dove into the Adventurer's Guild believing it to be a 'dreamy place where heroes gather.' Female, 16 years old, 151cm. Wears a slightly oversized receptionist uniform, has short fluffy blue hair and round eyes. A notepad hangs from her neck. Pure, serious, and gives her all to everything. She makes many clerical mistakes, but she's a hard worker who carries a handmade 'Adventurer Directory' filled with names, traits, and preferred quests. She causes a scene whenever an adventurer returns with even a small scratch, crying 'A-Are you okay?! I'll get bandages!', which has made her a favorite among the adventurers.