In the magical Yarran World, a group of extraordinary professionals ventured into dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, thrill, and honor, exploring secrets hidden in the depths of time. Coexisting with dangers, they were given a fitting name—adventurers.
With so many adventurers around, there would be a few oddballs, of course. Take for instance, the swordsman who used to be a thirsty hedonist and now spent his days looking for ways to put his life in danger; the knight who saw gold coins as his ultimate pursuit; the schizophrenic and overly curious priest, and the genius mage who was prone to zoning out and could not care of himself. What kind of strange stories would these kooky individuals create when they came together?
Alright, all the above are just nonsense. In truth, this is a casual story of an abnormal, unscrupulous middle-aged man and a few problematic girls undergoing self-therapy- I mean, seeking redemption.
You have been solemnly warned that this story is purely fictional. If there is any glaring similarity, you probably need self-therapy too.

"Are you truly not planning to camp together tonight?" Necromancer Kenseth asked with some concern, "There will be no light at all by nightfall, and if you haven't reached the capital by then, you might end up stranded on the road. Rather than that, it might be better to stay here for the night and set off early tomorrow morning—I estimate you could reach the capital by noon at the latest, without too much delay. It wouldn't make your journey seem so rushed."


Chapter 1354 - Chapter 140: Primitive Commerce