Chapter 145: Noo, I’m not ann adventurer, noo

Chapter 145: Noo, I’m not ann adventurer, noo

My name is Geese, and I am an adventurer.

I heard a certain rumor recently: there was apparently a new city built in the wasteland located in the north of the Albert territory. Moreover, they say that place had a nearby dungeon where novice and veteran adventurers alike could reliably earn a good amount of money. And as if that wasnt amazing enough, they also say that there were safe zones within the dungeons, making prolonged dungeon exploration a lot more manageable.

The city itself sounded amazing for adventurers.

Firstly, there seemed to be lodgings exclusively for us. In addition, high-quality equipment made by dwarves and potent potions made by elves were apparently for sale there at a very reasonable price. Too reasonable, if what I heard was right.

For those reasons, it was no wonder that adventurers were rushing toward the place.

Im sure its all nonsense. Its just too good to be true.

I didnt believe any bit of that rumor when I first heard it and laughed alongside those around me.

In the first place, there was just no way a city like those in the rumors could ever be built in that wasteland.

All that being said, my curiosity as an adventurer won in the end.

I cant believe itits real

Firstly, I couldnt believe I had reached the place in such a short time despite the fact that I didnt walk any faster than usual.

And when I saw the city in the rumors, I was dumbfounded further.

By the walls that could rival those in the royal capital; by the large buildings lined up; by the crowds of people going to and from the city.

And all of those things were in a wasteland where no vegetation could grow.

Before checking out anything else, I headed toward the dungeon area within the city.

I had learned my swordsmanship from a well-known swordsman, and Ive never missed a day of practice ever since. I was quite proud of myself for having a sword style different from other adventurers.

If the man before me was indeed a beginner, well, fighting him seriously would be unfair, to put it lightly.

Okay, then let me teach you a thing or two. Come at me however you want.

Haa, haa, haaa g-good job. L-lets end it here today

I was breathing hard and was barely able to say those words.

Thats still learning!? Youve got to be kidding! Youre so strong already!

We were about even. About halfway through, I began to take it seriously. However, never mind winning, I could have easily lost if I got careless for just a moment.

I had made a fool of myself when I said let me teach you a thing or two.

Man, I shouldnt have made light of you. This is where strong adventurers like you have gathered, after all. Now I know that if I assume this place is like the other cities Ive been to, Im in for a world of hurt.

Adventurers like me?

? Whats wrong? Youre an elite adventurer, right? Cmon man, thats not funny. Stop talking like youre not a big shot adventurer.

Despite being uncomfortable with the other persons reaction, I decided to shrug it off.

In the next moment though, I realized the misunderstanding I made.

Noo, Im not ann adventurer, noo. Im normally a farmeeer. Ive learned how to use the sword just recentlyy.

huh?

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