Chapter 339

Chapter 339

I walk out from the dungeon hub square, and the early morning sun shines down on Solara.

The guard outside gives me a nod, followed by a weird look as he doesn't recognize me. It's not unusual for hunters to stay overnight in dungeons. It's easy to assume I entered when he wasn't on his shift. He shrugs and continues on with his day.

With this, I look out at the city with a brand new disguise but still keep my red hood covering my face.Ñøv€lRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Ñôv€lß¡n.

My muscles are pretty sore, but I manage to still walk down the streets at a moderate pace without signs of any limp or slowness. If I were to jump back into battle right now, it would be a bit more painful, but I'd be able to fight at 90% power without much problem.

Although I may feel a bit better, it doesn't mean I'm not exhausted for the time being. I drink some water and left over food in my item storage on the way. It perks me up a bit.

Minutes later, I walk through the front doors of the bar and see the same middle-aged bartender talking to a few lower-level hunters at the side table he mentioned to me a few days back.

The bar, once crowded with almost a hundred hunters and tables full of multicolored cocktails and drinks with flashing lights and full of laughs, is now completely empty.

As I walk closer, the man and woman turn away from the bartender at the side tables with a few handfuls of silver each and smiles across their faces as they pass me. A voice sounds out in the calmness of the morning.

"I recognize that quality of red cloak you've got there, son. You're the hunter that wanted to make his way to Valor City a few days back. I knew you were just messing with me when you said you'd show back up the next day with all the quests completed."

He lets out a chuckle, and I play along while reaching under my cloak to grab the quest papers.

"Yeah, something came up. However, I do have them all completed for you now. Three days wasted is still better than taking the train."

I smirk and place the pile of papers onto the counter.

His eyes widen with surprise, then tighten with suspicion. The battle-seasoned bartender sifts through each of the papers one by one, reading them and doing math in his head.

"Yeah right... These are quests for thousands of the highest-tier beasts in the city. It would take a team of our best fighters months to finish all these. There's no way-"

*THUD*

I begin pulling out the Minotaur horns first, stacking the black and red shimmering high-grade items in a pile on the bar's wooden floor.

It begins to creak under the pressure, and my thin smile grows the longer he's left speechless.

The man keeps his mouth open in shock, but doesn't say a word until I turn and start pulling out piles of rat claws and turtle shells next.

"Doesn't matter. Whoever hands in the quests, we'll get the same commission. It's better not to question the actions of a man who can pull something like this off in just 3 days."

I smirk and chuckle to myself. If only they knew I finished everything in a matter of hours.

If there's any backlash from me clearing all these quests, I'll be out of here before they even catch wind of it. Considering all the trouble this city has brought me, I hope I leave them with a little chaos.

With a single coin being twirled around my fingers, I finally make it to the government office and walk up the long rows of marble steps before walking through the front blue glass doors that slide open.

Chatter fills my senses as I'm met with the blinding whiteness of mana shielding on the floor and walls.

Cityfolk stand in lines behind 4 separate workers sat behind a curved white marble counter at the back of the room to look like a semicircle. Each worker has a small booth with the same clear blue glass as the door, covering their upper bodies above the counter.

Upon closer inspection, it's filled with mana too, similar to the walls, ceiling, and floor. Everything is protected by shielding in this office.

*Ding*

A green light pops up above one of the booths and a line moves forward. Once someone steps up to be helped, it changes to red just like the other three.

I cross my arms and wait my turn.

"How can I help you today, Sir?"

After less than 10 minutes of waiting, a young woman greets me at her booth with a smile. I reply.

"I'd like to purchase a transport crystal to Sector 1. Valor City, to be exact."

Her eyes widen, then her mouth opens but no words come out. She swallows, raises a finger, then looks down at a small silver tablet before tapping it a few times and looking up at me again.

"Of course. It's not every day someone comes here to buy one, but we still have a few left in stock. Usually, people just take the train."

She looks down at her silver tablet and taps it a few more times before turning it to me to show bold black numbers.

"The current going price is 24 gold and 11 silver."

I reach into my storage and place the requested amount on the white marble table without hesitating for a moment.

"That's perfect. I'll take one."