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Chapter 96
Chapter 96: Registering as an Adventurer "Free Will," Departure
When Tang Zheng left the workshop, he had an additional 100 gold coins, bringing his total back to 700.
The herbs he had picked from the depths of the Touv Great Forest were more valuable than he had anticipated.
This sparked an idea in Tang Zheng to bring the Touv Great Forest under his control. Just because the people of this world couldn't do it didn't mean he was incapable.
He just needed to solve the problem of the forest's three great rulers!
Meanwhile.
Grandma Lijie stared blankly at the two bottles of alchemical potions on the counter.
She knew that this world harbored geniuses beyond ordinary comprehension, such as the Kingdom's most renowned figure, Lakyus Alvein Dale Aindra, the daughter of a high-ranking noble.
At just ten years old, she had already mastered second-tier magic, and it was said that at twelve, she suddenly formed the adventurer team "Blue Rose" and set out on her travels.
The guild master of the Mage Guild in the Royal Capital had personally stated that she possessed the aptitude to enter the heroic realm before turning twenty.
To an ordinary person, this was already an unimaginable feat!
For most people, simply being able to use third-tier magic was enough to be considered a genius!
Now, Grandma Lijie suddenly understood how the Mage Guild's guild master must have felt. She had personally witnessed an incomprehensible genius, even if only in the field of alchemy.
"Grandma, has Tang Zheng left?" Nfirea Bale's somewhat dejected voice sounded, snapping Grandma Lijie back to her senses.
"Forget what I told you before."
Grandma Lijie's expression turned serious again as she spoke to Nfirea Bale.
"What did you say?" Nfirea Bale asked, his face a mask of bewilderment.
*Huu...*
Grandma Lijie took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly lit up. "With your talent, perhaps you could understand such techniques. Would you like to become my apprentice... Never mind. Just finish learning what this old woman has to teach you first."
Nfirea Bale looked at his muttering grandmother with confusion and surprise.
...
Adventurer's Guild.
"Hello, are you the only member of the adventurer team you're registering?" the clerk at the counter asked Tang Zheng with a smile.
"And Xiao Hei."
Tang Zheng pointed to the small demonic hound at his feet.
"Um..." The clerk's expression stiffened slightly.
"There's no rule that monsters can't be teammates in an adventurer party, is there?" Tang Zheng asked with a faint smile.
"Uh, indeed there's no such rule, but..." the clerk stammered.
"Then I'll have to trouble you. Please help me fill this out."
Tang Zheng took out a gold coin and handed it over.
He had suddenly decided to register as an adventurer because he had gathered some information, which was then confirmed by Grandma Lijie.
He had unconsciously overlooked something.
The Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire were in a constant state of war. Every year during the autumn harvest, the Baharuth Empire would use this time to launch an invasion against the Re-Estize Kingdom.
The Blood Emperor's intentions were twofold: first, to gradually weaken the Re-Estize Kingdom's national power, and second, to diminish the power of the nobles within the Empire, further centralizing power in his own hands.
A significant gap in national strength had already formed between the two nations. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Re-Estize Kingdom was in decline.
This time, however, the war had started early for some unknown reason. The Baharuth Empire had already begun to mobilize!
This was why the atmosphere in E-Rantel had suddenly grown tense.
As for why it had started early?
Tang Zheng suspected it was because of the "Royal Selection," in which Gazef, a mere commoner, was given a position of great responsibility, causing the Blood Emperor to sense some kind of change.
"Of course."
Seeing the gold coin, the clerk's expression brightened, and his tone immediately became more sycophantic.
Many adventurers who came to register at the Adventurer's Guild were illiterate, so the counter staff provided a scribing service, which naturally came with a fee.
This fee did not need to be turned over to the Guild; it was the clerk's own extra income.
"Excuse me, what is the name of the adventurer team you're registering?"
"Let's call it 'Free Will'."
The clerk paused his writing, unable to help but exclaim in admiration, "What an elegant name."
Most adventurers had little education, and their team names were often a chaotic mess. The appearance of a name like this was a breath of fresh air.
"The team is 'Free Will,' and your name is Tang, correct?"
"Please wait a moment."
After finishing writing, the clerk confirmed the details with Tang Zheng, collected the form, and quickly turned to leave.
Not long after, the clerk returned with a copper tag and handed it over.
"This is a tag to prove your status as an adventurer. Your current rank is the lowest, Copper. This tag will confirm your identity at any Adventurer's Guild in any country."
The clerk spoke softly, briefly explaining some of the basics about adventurers.
Tang Zheng took the tag.
This tag, or rather, the status of an adventurer, was exactly what he was waiting for.
The two countries were currently at war. He had no official status, so if he rashly entered the Baharuth Empire, he would likely encounter many problems. Entering as an adventurer would reduce some unnecessary trouble.
Of course, with the benefits came certain restrictions and consequences.
For instance, the attitude of various countries toward adventurers was not always friendly.
"I've wasted enough time. I should get going," Tang Zheng thought to himself as he hung the tag on his waist.
Unfortunately, the Eight Fingers had yet to make a move, which left Tang Zheng somewhat perplexed.
He couldn't believe that a power like the Eight Fingers would remain idle after losing two important members.
Four years before the New Calendar.
Blaze Moon, July 18th.
Tang Zheng departed from E-Rantel once again.
The Baharuth Empire was located in the central-western part of the human-inhabited region. It bordered the sea to the north and was flanked by mountain ranges on the other three sides. In terms of terrain and resources, it was somewhat inferior to the Re-Estize Kingdom.
Although it was founded at the same time as the Re-Estize Kingdom, ever since the Blood Emperor Jircniv ascended to power, he had used iron-fisted methods to purge the parasitic nobles.
The country did not descend into chaos and decline under this bloody revolution. Instead, under the step-by-step manipulations of the Blood Emperor Jircniv and the watchful eye of the Empire's guardian, Fluder, the nation ushered in an era of unprecedented prosperity.
The Imperial Capital, Arwintar.
Compared to the Royal Capital, Re-Estize, with its narrow streets and pervasive sense of age, the streets of the Imperial Capital were not only exceptionally clean but also filled with an air of prosperity.
About half a month ago, a cheap alchemical potion had suddenly become popular in the capital.
The price of the most common healing potions, made from herbs and containing various impurities, was about one silver coin, which was an acceptable price for the masses.
And yet, this recently-appeared alchemical potion possessed a stronger healing effect, while its price was as low as eight copper coins.
In a short period, it caused a massive sensation throughout the Imperial Capital.
(end of chapter)
When Tang Zheng left the workshop, he had an additional 100 gold coins, bringing his total back to 700.
The herbs he had picked from the depths of the Touv Great Forest were more valuable than he had anticipated.
This sparked an idea in Tang Zheng to bring the Touv Great Forest under his control. Just because the people of this world couldn't do it didn't mean he was incapable.
He just needed to solve the problem of the forest's three great rulers!
Meanwhile.
Grandma Lijie stared blankly at the two bottles of alchemical potions on the counter.
She knew that this world harbored geniuses beyond ordinary comprehension, such as the Kingdom's most renowned figure, Lakyus Alvein Dale Aindra, the daughter of a high-ranking noble.
At just ten years old, she had already mastered second-tier magic, and it was said that at twelve, she suddenly formed the adventurer team "Blue Rose" and set out on her travels.
The guild master of the Mage Guild in the Royal Capital had personally stated that she possessed the aptitude to enter the heroic realm before turning twenty.
To an ordinary person, this was already an unimaginable feat!
For most people, simply being able to use third-tier magic was enough to be considered a genius!
Now, Grandma Lijie suddenly understood how the Mage Guild's guild master must have felt. She had personally witnessed an incomprehensible genius, even if only in the field of alchemy.
"Grandma, has Tang Zheng left?" Nfirea Bale's somewhat dejected voice sounded, snapping Grandma Lijie back to her senses.
"Forget what I told you before."
Grandma Lijie's expression turned serious again as she spoke to Nfirea Bale.
"What did you say?" Nfirea Bale asked, his face a mask of bewilderment.
*Huu...*
Grandma Lijie took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly lit up. "With your talent, perhaps you could understand such techniques. Would you like to become my apprentice... Never mind. Just finish learning what this old woman has to teach you first."
Nfirea Bale looked at his muttering grandmother with confusion and surprise.
...
Adventurer's Guild.
"Hello, are you the only member of the adventurer team you're registering?" the clerk at the counter asked Tang Zheng with a smile.
"And Xiao Hei."
Tang Zheng pointed to the small demonic hound at his feet.
"Um..." The clerk's expression stiffened slightly.
"There's no rule that monsters can't be teammates in an adventurer party, is there?" Tang Zheng asked with a faint smile.
"Uh, indeed there's no such rule, but..." the clerk stammered.
"Then I'll have to trouble you. Please help me fill this out."
Tang Zheng took out a gold coin and handed it over.
He had suddenly decided to register as an adventurer because he had gathered some information, which was then confirmed by Grandma Lijie.
He had unconsciously overlooked something.
The Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire were in a constant state of war. Every year during the autumn harvest, the Baharuth Empire would use this time to launch an invasion against the Re-Estize Kingdom.
The Blood Emperor's intentions were twofold: first, to gradually weaken the Re-Estize Kingdom's national power, and second, to diminish the power of the nobles within the Empire, further centralizing power in his own hands.
A significant gap in national strength had already formed between the two nations. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Re-Estize Kingdom was in decline.
This time, however, the war had started early for some unknown reason. The Baharuth Empire had already begun to mobilize!
This was why the atmosphere in E-Rantel had suddenly grown tense.
As for why it had started early?
Tang Zheng suspected it was because of the "Royal Selection," in which Gazef, a mere commoner, was given a position of great responsibility, causing the Blood Emperor to sense some kind of change.
"Of course."
Seeing the gold coin, the clerk's expression brightened, and his tone immediately became more sycophantic.
Many adventurers who came to register at the Adventurer's Guild were illiterate, so the counter staff provided a scribing service, which naturally came with a fee.
This fee did not need to be turned over to the Guild; it was the clerk's own extra income.
"Excuse me, what is the name of the adventurer team you're registering?"
"Let's call it 'Free Will'."
The clerk paused his writing, unable to help but exclaim in admiration, "What an elegant name."
Most adventurers had little education, and their team names were often a chaotic mess. The appearance of a name like this was a breath of fresh air.
"The team is 'Free Will,' and your name is Tang, correct?"
"Please wait a moment."
After finishing writing, the clerk confirmed the details with Tang Zheng, collected the form, and quickly turned to leave.
Not long after, the clerk returned with a copper tag and handed it over.
"This is a tag to prove your status as an adventurer. Your current rank is the lowest, Copper. This tag will confirm your identity at any Adventurer's Guild in any country."
The clerk spoke softly, briefly explaining some of the basics about adventurers.
Tang Zheng took the tag.
This tag, or rather, the status of an adventurer, was exactly what he was waiting for.
The two countries were currently at war. He had no official status, so if he rashly entered the Baharuth Empire, he would likely encounter many problems. Entering as an adventurer would reduce some unnecessary trouble.
Of course, with the benefits came certain restrictions and consequences.
For instance, the attitude of various countries toward adventurers was not always friendly.
"I've wasted enough time. I should get going," Tang Zheng thought to himself as he hung the tag on his waist.
Unfortunately, the Eight Fingers had yet to make a move, which left Tang Zheng somewhat perplexed.
He couldn't believe that a power like the Eight Fingers would remain idle after losing two important members.
Four years before the New Calendar.
Blaze Moon, July 18th.
Tang Zheng departed from E-Rantel once again.
The Baharuth Empire was located in the central-western part of the human-inhabited region. It bordered the sea to the north and was flanked by mountain ranges on the other three sides. In terms of terrain and resources, it was somewhat inferior to the Re-Estize Kingdom.
Although it was founded at the same time as the Re-Estize Kingdom, ever since the Blood Emperor Jircniv ascended to power, he had used iron-fisted methods to purge the parasitic nobles.
The country did not descend into chaos and decline under this bloody revolution. Instead, under the step-by-step manipulations of the Blood Emperor Jircniv and the watchful eye of the Empire's guardian, Fluder, the nation ushered in an era of unprecedented prosperity.
The Imperial Capital, Arwintar.
Compared to the Royal Capital, Re-Estize, with its narrow streets and pervasive sense of age, the streets of the Imperial Capital were not only exceptionally clean but also filled with an air of prosperity.
About half a month ago, a cheap alchemical potion had suddenly become popular in the capital.
The price of the most common healing potions, made from herbs and containing various impurities, was about one silver coin, which was an acceptable price for the masses.
And yet, this recently-appeared alchemical potion possessed a stronger healing effect, while its price was as low as eight copper coins.
In a short period, it caused a massive sensation throughout the Imperial Capital.
(end of chapter)
