Jacob didn't want to entangle with Rosalia even if she offered herself to him because that woman had a peculiar attitude that can't be established by a humble background and only those who have lived their life in luxury and prosperity have this kind of attitude.
She was also quite a short temper and wasn't good at requesting, which made it clearer that she was used to getting whatever she wanted with a single order this make her background even more obvious.
Most importantly, the Star Mercenary Agency didn't have absolute records on who registered with them and how many times they can be registered with different names.
This was the biggest loophole in this system. As long as you can pay the price, you can take the test and get another identity.
Although Jacob wasn't sure if this was deliberately left or the agency didn't care about it. But after mulling over it for some time, he concluded that a hegemony like the Zodiac Taurus Bank won't leave this kind of loophole without any reason. There had to be some kind of deeper meaning behind it.
That was why he didn't even believe Rosalia's word for a second that she has taken the test here and was here to get a foothold in rain town. She had some ulterior motive, and if he decided to team up with her, he might get involved in something he didn't want.
Besides, he wasn't planning on teaming up with anyone, as a matter of fact. Even if Rosalia was good at acting, he would've still rejected her no matter what she offered him.
At this point, nothing interested him except anything that was related to the cursed immortality.
While he was deep in thought and waiting for that license, another man appeared on the third floor, which also mean he had passed the test.
Surprisingly, it was the burly man who picked on Jacob at the registration counter on the first floor.
When saw Jacob, he was startled for a moment before his eyes landed on Rosalia, who was scowling at Jacob, and his eyes flashed with rapture.
He first goes to the counter; the receptionist was already back to her position as she glanced at Jacob now and then before she noticed that man coming in her way with a big smile.
She greeted him like before, but she was somewhat cold and when she looked at the man's form, there was 'F Rank' which means he just barely pass.
She told him to wait like everyone else and headed toward the door behind again.
The burly man's name was, 'Luka' and he first went to Jacob and smiled apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry about the way I spoke with you in the line. I hope you don't take it to heart. Congratulation on passing the test. What's your rank?"
Jacob give him a death glare and said, "Don't disturb me."
Luka's expression fell slightly, but he wasn't interested in Jacob at all. He was just making sure he won't find trouble with him for what happened.
Ignoring Jacob, he quickly moved toward Rosalia, and she was what he was truly interested in.
He smiled brightly as he was about to strike a conversion with her when she stared at him with killing intent as she uttered viciously, "Scram, or I'll break your teeth in five seconds!"
Luka felt a sudden chill on his spine and he suddenly felt this woman was extremely dangerous, so he quickly fled and sat down on the corner without making any noise. He suddenly felt he was in the presence of wolves.
At this moment, the receptionist appeared again, but she didn't appear behind her counter but in the hall, from another door, which drew everyone's attention.
She approached Jacob with a smile as she said, "Sir, please follow me."
Jacob looked meaningfully at her before he nodded and followed her toward the room in Rosalia and Luck's peculiar gazes.
The room was only medium size and there was a table and chairs where a middle-aged man was sitting on the other side.
When he saw Jacob enter, he stood up and said attentively, "It's my pleasure to meet with Mr. Jacob. Please take a seat. Thanks for the trouble Nyla, please give us the room."
Nyla nodded and enter another door, which lead to her counter.
Jacob calmly sat in front of this middle-aged man with a short beard.
The middle-aged man said with a smile, "My name is Tudor, and I'm the registration manager of this branch. Your star mercenary license is ready, but since you've passed the C-Rank test, there's something we need to discuss before I handed you your license. I hope you understand it's a protocol."
"Go on." Jacob nodded.
Tudor explained, "You might've heard of the ranks of mercenaries, right?"
"Yes."
"Then it would be easy to explain. You see, the D, E, and F ranks are very common, and you can have as many licenses of such ranks as you want. I'm sure you have noticed this loophole already?" Tudor smiled meaningfully.
Jacob's eyes flashed and nodded, "Indeed."
Tudor continued, "But from C Rank to A Rank, it wasn't the case, and we won't issue the same rank license more than once, and it'll be permanently registered within our database."
"Are you implying that you guys can tell if I took another test somewhere else, and I won't be able to forge another identity of C Rank Mercenary? Is this also the test to see if I'm first time registering with the agency as well?" Jacob quickly got the point.
Tudor was extremely happy to deal with such a person and nodded, "Yes, it's indeed the case because a C Rank Mercenary has special privileges, and we can't have others exploit the identity loophole on this rank.
"Although, the agency didn't care about C Rank as well. But because of humans' limited ability, they have agreed to arrange this process which was supposed to take place at B Rank.
"However, the benefits are still nothing compared to the B Rank, but they're still better than nothing, and they were only placed for the good of humanity and to strengthen it and the royal family had a big part in it!"