Chapter 23 - 23 - The Start of The Journey

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 - The Start of The Journey

"Goblin Slayer story quest, need a healer, party level 25!" shouted one player.

"Sacred River's Guardian needs a healer and a tanker, party level 40!" yelled another.

In the bustling downtown plaza of the Deadbay City, players scoured the area for additional members to join their parties. The plaza was filled with merchants and shops at every corner. It was a nostalgic sight for Broken, as he had started his journey in Immortal Legacy from this very city.

Deadbay, a small city near the sea, was quite popular among novice players due to its peaceful environment. The surrounding monsters were of low level, and the city was close to the major port city of the Dissidia Kingdom. It was an ideal place for transit and a little escape.

Broken ran with relief, glad to be free from the dreaded 'Player Killer Curse.' Now that he was in this small city, he felt liberated and ready to start anew. His face was bright with joy as he stopped by the side of the road, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

"Look, there's a Priest over there," one of the players pointed at Broken.

"Don't let that Priest go! We need him," another said earnestly.

"Hey, there's a healer! Secure him quickly!" urged another.

"That Priest is mine; he will be at my party!" another player shouted.

A group of players quickly rushed toward Broken, eager to recruit a healer for their party.

"Grab him! Don't let the other group get him," one of them shouted.

The demand for healers in Immortal Legacy was high, often leading to healers demanding extra payment or resources to join a party. This made the situation even more challenging for other players.

Moreover, playing as a healer in a game like this didn't appeal to most players, as they preferred casting powerful magic spells with wide-range damage or fighting on the frontline with a melee weapon to have more fun.

Broken, still recovering from his earlier run, suddenly felt something strange happening. He turned his head and, to his surprise, saw dozens of people running towards him.

"They're not running towards me, are they?" he thought, but as they drew closer, it became clear that those players were, in fact, heading his way.

Broken quickly got back to his feet and headed to the merchant near the shore. He chose some basic clothing being sold by various vendors and donned a pair of brown cloth pants and a bright white t-shirt.

"That'll be 10 silver," said the merchant.

"Are you kidding me?" Broken scoffed. "Why do I have to pay so much for these?"

"If you don't want it, feel free to buy it from someone else," the merchant replied.

"What about 1 silver? I'm just a newbie in this game. Don't push me too hard."

"Alright then, 2 silver."

"Deal," Broken said, handing over the coins.

With a sense of optimism that no more misunderstandings would cause him any further trouble, Broken walked away. He searched for the nearest smithy, hoping to get a quest from the blacksmith NPC there and acquire the Blacksmith class.

As he approached a small wooden building, he muttered softly, "Hm... this area is clearly meant for beginners."

Broken waited a while, trying to peek inside the smithy whose door was half open. After a few moments, someone emerged who was barely as tall as his chest. He took a step back in surprise when the figure stepped out: a stocky, muscular man.

"A dwarf in a place like this?" he muttered under his breath.

"What do you want?" the dwarf said to him.

"Let me—"

"No! Go away!" the dwarf exclaimed, slamming the door shut and disappearing back into the smithy.

Broken stood there, stunned. "Great," he muttered to himself, "If I want to learn Blacksmithing, it only makes sense to study with a Dwarf," he thought to himself. "And lucky for me, there happens to be a Dwarf Blacksmith in this town. I'll definitely secure my spot for the Blacksmith Class from him!"