Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

# 397

Three days later, I found the Magic Tower again with Winia.

"It's 30 silver for the appraiser."

"Hermie."

The news that I heard as soon as I went up to the second floor was that my heart was shattered.

30 Silver.

The emotional cost was 15 silver and the meteorite value was 30 silver.

"Well, I guess so. Because it was so small... nigga?"

Of course, I saw a gain of 15 silver, but I felt like I was going to cry because I thought of the same emotional cost. It was natural.

The meteorite was very small.

It is inevitable because the absolute size is small. Did you barely have your little finger? Rather, it is right to be thankful that 30 silver came out even though it is this size.

"Apart from the very small amount of adamantium, it was all a common iron meteorite. I told you to buy 30 Silver at the Horse Tower. Do you want to sell it?"

"A tiny amount of adamantium?"

Adamantium?

I know the name, but I don't know the details.

"Rare metal, found mainly in meteorites."

The appraiser began to explain when asked in an identifiable amount.

"It's very difficult to process because it rarely breaks, but it's very durable because it doesn't break, so it's a great piece of equipment, and it can also be used to craft precise parts of magical artifacts."

In other words, the general public seems to be a powerful metal that can't even dream.

If you make a weapon out of these murderous metals, a weapon made out of ordinary iron is just like a school glass window.

The relationship is very durable and seems to have broken through the atmosphere and fallen to the ground. Anyway, the meteorite is said to contain very small amounts of Adamantium.

Such lucky bastards may have picked up a chunk of Adamantium meteorite. I decided to stop thinking because my stomach was starting to hurt so badly.

Fuck.

Bastards.

"So it's a very expensive raw metal, but unfortunately it's very low in content. Do you intend to sell?"

"Damn it."

Well, unfortunately, it's not something that's particularly useful to us.

Whose nose would you stick this nasty adamantium to?

If it came out of a meteorite that was like a baby's finger, it wouldn't even be half the size of a nail. It doesn't make anything out of it. It's useless to have it.

"I'll sell it."

"Got it."

Winia made a deal with me while regretting it. Administrative proceedings were initiated to bring such certificates in and out.

After a while, an employee showed up with a pocket of money.

Inside, there was 30 silver.

This resulted in a comprehensive income summary of this meteorite hunt. The cash earned in less than three weeks was approximately 75 silver, excluding all of this. I think I've been there for three people, so each of them is a little over a silver a day.

I don't think I've done this many times, but I think it's okay to think that most of the schedules were shifts.

"Let's go, nigger."

Winia, who received the meteorite tablet, looked at it, glued it in between her breasts, and grabbed my hand.

"Yes..."

"Why is it so deadly? Is it worth 15 silver?"

"No, it's not like that. It hurts so much because I think about emotional maintenance. What's so expensive? I just want to scream and hold on."

Technology is also important, whether on Earth or in the world. The technique of killing a man with a knife is as widespread as a stone on the street, but the wizard is literally a quasi-job.

"Wizards are usually high-end people. And I use the Horse Tower equipment to appraise it, but of course I have to take it. Don't you think?"

"I'm not sure I'm a warrior."

"You're just a bunch of idiots."

"Yes, Sipal."

"But the nigger's stronger than I am, right? You can do better with a knife."

"Yes... thank you for the compliment."

Now, even if Winia uses Strange Magic, I think my power is stronger. But what are you going to do by beating Winia with your strength?

There's nothing I can do but... no. Yes, I am.

Good warrior.

"But why aren't you an appraiser?"

"I can't do that because it's frustrating."

"A free soul, too."

In fact, Winia's hard work as an adventurer in the profession of wizard was to improve her skills.

There's not going to be anything as good about improvisation, combat that requires judgment and impulsiveness, and gaining the experience that comes from doing it.

Enhanced wizards are surprisingly doing a lot of these things.

Old fashioned, so Winia has been an adventurer ever since I came to this world and became a really powerful wizard.

It is natural to increase your ability to beat monsters and robbers with magic all the time. You're too tenacious.

"I used to keep growing my skills so I could get older and be more comfortable. But you got caught by a nigger? Will the nigger make you feel comfortable later?"

It was Winia, not me.

"Yes, you should. Just trust me."

"Cook. Yeah. I believe it. It's so trusting these days."

On his way back, Winia rented a few magical books from the Tower. I think I will focus on my personal training while resting for a while.

I intend to train myself or do something else.

I haven't had a good rest in a while. Making the most of the time given. That is the way to Macho.

* * *

It's been days.

In the meantime, I could not count how much I had done while resting.

I thought that I would be able to search all the campers. I went to the examination guild to try swordsmanship, but the conclusion was that I would be drawn again.

If I didn't work, I'd end up being just a meat stick, Gimcott. There is no time for lameness to dry up from your body. Does this make any sense?

So I found the Adventurer Guild after a while.

It was summer in earnest, and the jungle grew more lush around Istanbul. And because of the meteorite effect, there's a lot of work for adventurers.

"I'm recruiting people to subdue the play! There's a prize of three coupons each!"

"Murder wasps have reappeared... We need to subdue them on a small scale. What do you think? Are you coming with me?"

"Are you going to rob the Kobolt Oyster?"

It was energetic.

These bastards are recruiting party members while shouting. Among them were those who drank from the morning, and apparently it was Copson.

"Hey, are you alive?"

"Isn't this the Barbarian Shack? It's been quite a while."

"That's it. But why did you go looking for meteorites?"

"Hmph, do you want to know?"

He said he was going to find meteorites, too. I mean, with all the laughter I've been drinking and drinking since morning, did you catch this motherfucker?

"Son of a bitch. Are you looking for this meteorite?"

"I didn't find it. I almost searched. How many robbery bastards and zone-asserting bastards. Looks like you run off with your party members almost all the time."

"Uh-huh, crazy bastard. You're still alive."

"Khh, I survived in the jungle, but the robbers are the least of your problems?"

I had a drink of chopsticks right away, and after hearing the story, Copson already has something to do tomorrow.

It seems that Gremlin has mass-produced near some town.

"Gremlin's a dick."

"Yes. Well, it's a good thing there are a lot of monsters these days... Damn it. I went to look for meteorites for nothing, and I only saw the damage. I don't think I can even rest for a while."

"If you refrain from drinking and gambling, you can rest a lot."

"What do you want me to refrain from taking a break from drinking and gambling?"

"Crazy bastard."

Anyway, I was going to work with this son of a bitch, and the timing didn't work out.

Soon, I raised Copson with a face and set him up so that he could go back to his home. You're such a typical adventurer.

Well, let's get you a job in a minute.

Winia seems to be devoted to magic training at the time, and Claudie wants to rest a little longer. In that connection, I decided to get a party and work.

"D-Class Cat?"

"Yes."

A male employee scrambled the paper as he went to the window and showed his hand.

"Wait a minute... there must be a Class D quest... Ah, here. Yesterday, the D Adventurers took one quest. They said they were saving the party."

"What quest?"

"A group of Giant Wolf appears on the outskirts of Bauwell and asks you to subdue them before raiding the town."

Giant Wolf.

A monster of animal type. It looks a little different from the wolf on Earth, but it feels the same. Quite aggressive, but one-on-one adventurers can be defeated. I'm sure you have a good chance of getting a critical hit.

If you evaluate objective combat power, you will almost have a chance with an E Adventurer. I also killed five small appearances in the old days.

Anyway, it seems that he showed up in a crowd, making it a D-grade quest.

I asked the employee for more information.

"The size of the herd is about fifteen, according to the villager. Your referral total is 14 Silver. Palchion, the current D-class adventurer. Janice. And Anna's having a party. I said, let's just get one more at the D level here."

"Hmm, is that so?"

Fourteen silver for fifteen.

Party members have a total of four, so you can get a 3-Silver 50 Cooper per person when you complete the quest. The wolf leather will come back to us there, so the profit is bigger.

And while all three don't know each other, the D Adventurers are the ones who have earned credit and trust as guild members. I have nothing to worry about.

To be honest, it's a bottom-life, but it's a regular guild member of the guild from Class D. All are sincere and have good skills.

"Then let's do it. What about time?"

"You can come to the guild and find Falchion before sunrise tomorrow. Then I'll fill in your name."

"Do that."

That's how I got the quest and came out.

I ended up working with a bunch of unknown bastards. No, it's the first thing I've done since I got promoted to D.

In the old days, I only worked with strangers almost all the time. I've seen a lot of shit and I've had a lot of shit. But it won't happen this time. That's what Class D is.

I came back to my place.

"Cat? You're back early?"

"I just got the job."

After returning, Claudie woke up. Winia was sitting at a table, standing next to a cane, reading a magic book.

"What's going on?"

"It's a Class D quest, but there's a group of Giant Wolfs nearby. I think we should go out tomorrow to catch that."

"Hehe, yes. As you can see, Cat is sincere. Good morning."

"Are you leaving tomorrow already?"

Claudie asks you to hold her arms. I immediately took off my clothes and hugged her. "Hm... katt..." I asked for a kiss, so I kissed her.

Winia, who covered the book, said.

"Ah, mr. I'm a little worried. Can a nigger make it back on his own? Why are you so worried?"

"Well, I'm worried. We have to catch the wolf cubs at all costs."