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It's been a month since the last chapter upload, and I want to apologize for not posting anything. Last month, on this date, my sister passed away in an accident. I wasn’t in the right state of mind to do anything, so I stopped without notice. I’ve already refunded everyone...
2024-12-25 19:32:19 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
The world wasn't inhabited by humans alone. Moreover, humans were far from being the rulers of the world.
A single dragon could burn an entire city to ashes, and when a large-scale orc invasion occurred, people had no choice but to wait until it sub...
2024-12-25 19:28:56 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
His palm stung. There was a small blood stain on the bandage, but it hadn't spread further.
Ricardt thought about Marie. Yet no matter how much he thought, he couldn’t understand. Was it pity? Sympathy? Guilt? Interest? Love? He didn’t know.
Would he find ...
2024-12-25 19:28:27 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
When anything comes to an end, one tends to look back. Retracing each footstep of the path traveled.
In doing so, things that had gone unnoticed back then could feel new, moments of inadequacy could bring embarrassment, and proud achievements might bring a smile. 2024-12-25 19:27:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Translator: Willia
It was evening. The moon was half-covered by clouds, as if it wore a cloak. Because of this, the night was darker than usual.
The Beringen Adventurers' Guild building was quiet. Despite being filled with so many people, it felt as though the sound o...
2024-12-25 19:27:34 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
Since it typically takes about six hours on foot to get from Beringen to the Academy, Ricardt, Boribori, and Marie decided to rest for the day at the guild building.
It was something they always did after completing missions. A relaxed bath in warm ...
2024-12-25 19:27:03 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
Ricardt, Boribori, and Marie passed through the fields, valleys, and the Kaitz area. When they set out, spring was in full bloom, but before long, the weather had turned humid.
In the North, the temperature remained relatively stable throughout th...
Translator: Willia
The task of collecting money from the Merchants’ Guild on behalf of the Stonemasons’ Guild had established Ricardt's presence throughout Ernburg. Furthermore, it had created a promotional effect for the Beringen Guild Branch.
People naturally be...
2024-11-25 13:17:00 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
At the southwestern outskirts of Ernburg, a horse market was in full swing. The place was bustling with people.
A wide open field stretched around the hillside. Adjacent to the field were makeshift stables and enclosures filled with various horses, ...
2024-11-23 13:25:19 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
Having a river next to a village or town made securing a water source convenient, but more than anything, the river breeze felt refreshing.
Compared to other inland cities, Ernburg was remarkably clean, with almost no unpleasant odors, and its peopl...
2024-11-23 12:07:42 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
As Marie, dressed in a one-piece dress, stepped forward, Regina widened her eyes in slight surprise before soon smirking triumphantly.
“It’s amusing to see a lady stepping up. Is this the freedom you were talking about? Stupidity isn’t freedom...
2024-11-21 22:42:40 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
Ricardt was well aware. That he didn’t fit in here, and that people were looking down on him.
For most people, those cold stares would have been enough to make them feel intimidated. But not Ricardt. He didn’t flinch, nor did he resent the peopl...
2024-11-21 09:20:17 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
The northern region was generally a plain, but there were certain spots with raised terrain. 'Mount Ern', also known as Ernburg, was one of those spots.
It was too low to be called a mountain, more like a gentle hill. The city sprawled out from its ...
2024-11-13 03:27:04 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
It was a night in the forest so silent that even the scops owl didn’t cry. The loudest sound came from the fierce footsteps of men carrying torches. 'Turn over there', 'no, to the left', 'that fucking son of a bitch, I’ll definitely kill him', such vo...
2024-11-12 09:44:33 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
Becoming a branch head was neither simple nor straightforward.
First, one had to establish a contract with the guild, which was similar to a vassalage contract.
Since transportation and communication were underdeveloped in this era, a branch h...
2024-11-11 21:02:43 +0000 UTC View PostTranslator: Willia
Siegfringer was a region in the central northern part of the Empire, governed by the Duke of Siegfringer.
This region had one large city and several medium and small cities. The places where Ricardt and Boribori primarily operated with Nameless in...
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In a group of ten people, about two of them would be brave. At most, three.
When these ten people fight against another group, typically those two or three brave ones would take the lead while the rest would simply follow behind.
If those t...
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In any battle, the biggest challenge in defense was the lack of initiative.
Not knowing when the opponent would strike made one naturally on edge, and it was more mentally exhausting than one might think.
While they didn’t have to worry a...
Translator: Willia
Under the warm sunlight, the area near the highlands of Kaitz was bustling with people, as if a late spring festival was being held.
An inn powered by a waterwheel, turned by the flow of the valley stream, stood by the roadside. Since it cou...
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A man without a head was holding his head under his left arm. Ricardt was staring at the back of this person.
As he slowly turned around to face Ricardt, it was none other than Steiner.
The head, separated from where it should be, ope...
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The crimson sunset looked as though it was stained with blood, or perhaps as if it were ablaze. Beneath that sunset, more than a hundred pairs of eyes watched the duel, each carrying their own thoughts.
Some were filled with encouragement, s...