“Here, here it is...”
After that, I easily received the A-rank rcenary card.
Fortunately, no one opposed it.
After all, among those gathered here, there were few stronger than Bepuri.
Since Bepuri, that person, was knocked out with a single punch, no one was eager to step forward.
Thanks to that, unfortunately, I couldn’t rank up to S-rank right away. Apparently, there were no S-rank adventurers here at the mont.
And from what I’ve heard, the highest rank that can be assigned as an initial rank is A-rank.
After that, the ranking must be evaluated not only by skill but also by mission completion abilities.
It seems that a certain number of achievents are required.
While I was briefly smiling after receiving the ID badge, Hanbyeol asked.
“But, when we fought last ti, weren’t you not this strong...?”
There was a slight trace of fear on her face. She was scared.
When I think about it, Hanbyeol was A-rank when we first t, and I rember her holding her own for a while.
But now, after seeing an adventurer of her level get knocked out in a single hit, it was a bit absurd.
I gave a simple reply.
“Well, I was holding back back then.”
At the ti, I didn’t really use any abilities, and I was just curious about the skills of the number one ranked player. Besides, I’ve been eating a lot of health-boosting herbs lately, so my mana has increased a bit.
“...I see.”
With that, Hanbyeol let out a quiet sigh.
From her expression, it seed like she was sowhat relieved.
“Bepuri!”
“Goodness, her face is like a bloody ss...”
“Priest, let’s go to the priest!”
From behind, adventurers were chattering. I saw adventurers in a bit of a panic near Bepuri.
‘...Hmm.’
Watching that, I felt a little guilty. People were whispering around, but honestly, it was who initiated the provocation.
Considering that the adventurers hesitated to attack at first... maybe they heard the news that the knights had retreated. No, they must have definitely heard.
Perhaps the guy was an upright adventurer who couldn’t tolerate injustice.
Thinking of what he said, he didn’t seem like much of a swordsman... but anyway.
So, with a bit of guilt, I handed a small amount of gold into his hand.
I was just here to get so new gear and earn a rcenary card.
I wasn’t here to make enemies with adventurers.
I had plenty of materials to sell, and recently, I had so extra cash, so I could easily spare this much.
“...Ugh!”
Just as I was about to give him the gold, unexpectedly, he regained consciousness.
I clearly rember hitting him hard.
Maybe it's because he's a tank-type warrior, but he's surprisingly tough.
Now that I looked at him closely, his face only had a slight bruise, and he seed in better shape than I expected.
As I tried to hand him the gold, he asked in a wary voice.
“…What is this?”
“Take it. This should cover the dical fees... and maybe fix the floor you broke too.”
“Ha, are you pitying ? Do you think I’m broke?”
“Just take it. We fought because of the asurents. There’s no bad blood. We’ll probably see each other often, so it’s better to stay on good terms, right?”
“.........”
I said that and forced the gold into his hand.
He stared at with a dazed expression for quite a while. Not only him, but also the adventurers nearby. Despite his grumpy face, his expression was surprisingly soft.
Having eased my conscience, I returned to the reception desk.
I could directly contact the blacksmith.
There was no reason for the guild to not entertain an adventurer who had both money and skill.
Although the fact that he was an awakener seed to be a bit of a concern... principles are principles.
Seeing that, I really liked the guild’s ritocratic approach.
The blacksmith I t was a middle-aged woman with muscular arms.
Her face had many wrinkles, giving her a stubborn appearance at first glance, but to , she looked like a craftsman.
The reason for those wrinkles must have been from spending long hours near the forge, constantly squinting her face.
I directly handed over the materials to her.
This included the Andras tal I obtained and the materials I got from Noho.
‘I guess it’s ti to replace other tools too...’
I was thinking of making a few new ones. Noho’s claws would likely be used to create so daggers.
The blacksmith, after receiving the materials, expressed admiration.
“Goodness, this is... it’s like a tiger, but the size is massive. Where on earth did you get this?”
“Just got lucky. Can you make a weapon with this?”
“Of course! It’s extrely solid. With just these claws, I can make about three or four daggers!”
She seed excited to see such rare materials, and she exclaid with a voice full of emotion.
I entrusted her with the materials.
It was a little regretful, but I decided to sell Noho’s teeth. Originally, I was planning to make a spear shaft with them, but refining them was too difficult, and they were too brittle, so they might break.
Instead, I would sell them and use the money to buy better quality tal for the spear shaft.
I chose mithril alloy.
It’s lighter and stronger than steel of the sa volu, and it has a strong resistance to magic.
Since I’m not knowledgeable about magic, I thought it might be useful later on.
“Let’s see... it’ll take about two weeks to make both the spear and the daggers.”
“Two weeks? That’s faster than I expected.”
“Of course, I’ve been wielding a hamr for a long ti!”
I handed over the materials and parted ways with the blacksmith.
Two weeks later, Yor headed straight to the blacksmith’s shop.
Naturally, after the ti passed, he had also endured another Berserk activation. Surprisingly, it was another A-rank.
Yor felt a bit of curiosity.
‘...Three consecutive A’s?’
This was a very rare occurrence. Normally, the probability of triggering a different type of Berserk activation increases the more it happens consecutively.
Three in a row was a very low probability.
‘Next ti, it’ll definitely be B.’
Perhaps by then, he would need soone’s help. Like a thief with silver hair, perhaps.
As he was thinking about that, Haneul, who had followed him today, asked with a worried expression.
“Are you okay after what happened last week...?”
Haneul still had the shock from the scene she had seen.
When the door to the inn opened in the middle of the night, she saw him, laughing weakly while covered in blood.
She had heard that such things happened every month, so she couldn’t help but be concerned.
In response, Yor smiled lightly and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m doing just fine now.”
If it had been three consecutive A’s before, he would have seriously considered suicide... but fortunately, his holy water had increased recently, so he was living comfortably.
However, Haneul still couldn’t shake off the worry. The scene she had seen left a deep impression on her.
For a mont, she hesitated, as if there was sothing she wanted to say.
In her heart, the words “I’ll be with you next ti” lingered.
But it was hard for her to say it.
Visiting a man’s house late at night was difficult for her, especially given her conservative nature.
She didn’t have the courage to say sothing like that to soone of the opposite gender, even if they were an NPC.
‘Ugh...’
After a long hesitation, she managed to gather so courage and said a few words.
“If you need anything next ti, let know.”
“Hmm? Haha, thanks for saying that.”
Yor naturally brushed it off, though...
After that, they went to the guild and then to the blacksmith.
They received the completed spear.
“Here it is.”
The spear was simple, without any decorations. However, it still exuded a sense of dignity.
The shaft was a dull silver, and at the tip, there was a dark spearhead.
The subtle sheen of the spear confird that it was a high-quality item.
“...Oh.”
Yor looked at it for a mont and then infused mana into the spear. The tip flared with red flas.
Fwoosh—!
Unlike Andras's, the flas didn’t spread, but there was still a strong heat emanating from them.
Yor used it for a mont, but soon extinguished the flas.
‘This consus mana at an insane rate...’
The power seed impressive, but the mana burned up so quickly that it was difficult to use unless it was truly necessary.
As he evaluated it, the blacksmith watching said,
“I’ve used it while making it... but it’s always fascinating, this tal. What will you na it?”
“Hm... do I really need to na it?”
“Of course! It’s a fine piece of work. It deserves a na, don’t you think?”
Yor thought for a mont and then easily ca up with a na.
“Firepoint Spear (火尖鎗).”
It sounded a bit grandiose, but it was fitting. It spits fire and is a thrusting spear, so it wasn’t a bad na.
“Thank you.”
With a light thank you, Yor left the workshop.
They stopped by the guild for a brief report since the blacksmith was one of the guild’s official smiths.
Creeeak—
As the door opened, the guild looked sowhat chaotic.
The adventurers who usually sat around gossiping at the tables were nowhere to be seen.
Most adventurers were gathered around the bulletin board.
Yor had never seen this scene before, but Haneul was sowhat familiar with it.
Whenever sothing major happened, the adventurers would gather like this.
“What’s going on?”
“...Let check.”
Haneul, a bit tense, checked the guild bulletin.
“So, what’s the news?”
“Well...”
The ssage was simple.
“They’ve found a Demon’s Altar. They’re recruiting people to help destroy it.”
A Demon’s Altar had appeared.
“And apparently, the Regaton is already stationed there...”
And, of course, a bunch of those Regaton guys were there too.
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