Creative Writing: Cerea's Expansion

“Not a bribery, Mr. Anders,” Freiya said, handing the scroll back to Cerea’s hands. “This hidden mission is somehow related to her current quest.”
“I see. Cerea, can you tell me what quest is it?” Mr. Anders said.
“I... I don’t know.” Cerea said since she marked the quest without reading the details. She opened the scroll.
Collect a bottle of an Exohorned Deer blood. – Eran. Cerea’s felt her strength drained.
“Isn’t this the same as killing them?” Cerea asked. “You told me it’s a gathering quest.”
Freiya smirked, “Yes, it’s somehow relative with your quest. The city’s scouts had notified us that another swarm of Exohorned Deer are migrating, so we issued a quest and Ferlork accepted it. Cerea wanted another quest, thus I gave her one.”
“No

The white wall only had a single insignia of their branch as a decoration. A whirlwind of needle-thin blades which symbolized Mr. Anders magic. Same goes for the square-wooden tables spread in the hall, simple yet elegantly polished. The pillar made of needle-thin blades was still as sharp as ever. Every now and then, an unwary would accidentally collide against it and become incapacitated for the rest of the day. Countless people requested Mr. Anders to remove his fatal collection, but he would always reject it. ‘It’s a testament of my strength,’ he would say.
“Cerea, you should rendezvous with your team now.” Mr. Anders said, pocketing the paper.”
Cerea yawned and said, “I’m waiting for something. I guess I’ll stay here a little longer.”
“Very well.” Mr. Anders stood up and selected an untitled book, and read it.
Cerea saw Freiya almost finished cleaning. She wiped the desks with a wet cloth, including the nooks and crannies. Then, with a delighted smile, she dropped the dirty cloth on a bucket and washed her hands. As soon as she finished washing, she approached Mr.

Freiya stared at her, “You’re still here? I though you left some time ago. Your stealth abilities are great!” Freiya walked again, but Cerea ran to her and gripped her forearms. She glared at Cerea, and the latter responded with a smug.
“Freiya, can you tell me where you’d go? I am hoping to treat you something later because you did me a great favor. Let’s meet in perhaps a library or something and maybe invite a certain man to join us.”
“I’m going to meet a friend.” Freiya averted her gaze and whispered, “That should have taught you a lesson not to tease a Zestential employee. Mr. Anders knew that so we go unpunished right now.”
“Master! Freiya really took the bribe and she would just walk away as if nothing happened. Master, this will certainly, certainly ruin this humble branch’s reputation.”
Mr. Anders rubbed his forehead. “Since you want to press this further, I suppose I have no other choice. Freiya, go to Vandema and meet the branch’s leader, and give this letter. It has a strong magical barrier so it will attract some detestable people, make haste on this one. I care not what you do