Chapter: 331

Not to mention he already had the expensive goblin wand.

With a defeated frown he shut the trade window, glad that he had at least one monster wand.

“It will be enough for now” he pursed his lips as he got up and left the trade area.

“Bye Margaret” Jay smiled as he left the association, and a warm smile returned back to him as he passed by.

Jay paused for a moment as he watched a few adventurers run in and out of the association. Most of them had sold the overpriced weapons they bought from Bertram by now, as they discovered the trade room in the guild.

Of course, some were bitter since no one told them about the trade area. They brought their sour attitudes to the trade area too now, which had made Lillian fairly bothered, but it was not her job to babysit them. It was quite a harsh lesson to learn at such a low level, but it would help in the long term after all. It was almost like a rite of passage now; a tradition.

Jay watched some train in the courtyard, testing their new purchases. Some wielded spears with scales and jagged edges, others carried bows with feathers and spikes. Slowly but surely the adventurers of Losla were getting stronger.

While the average adventurer level was still 6, many were now hitting level 7, and some of the hardest working adventurers were even level 8.

Compared to most of the other villages in the region, Losla was an anomaly – other villages were still averaging around level four.

It didn’t stand out too much now, but if this continued, it would attract attention, and not necessarily the good kind.

Unbeknownst to Jay, this was because of him.

His incessant rushing around, leaving dungeons early in the mornings, being high level, combined with going into dungeons solo had an impact on the local adventurer community which made them push themselves harder.

Anya was one of the few who touched on level 8 now, and she only worked harder seeing that she was one level behind Jay, who was level 9 – as the guild master’s daughter, she was not isolated from the gossip going around.

Anya was even copying Jay and going into dungeons solo, though sometimes she would form a duo team with various tank-class adventurers; a few people she trusted – they could block the damage while she would deal it.

Of course, Jay is level 10; his disguise stone doing the perfect job of hiding this fact.

“Now… that ability point I was saving from level 9… Do I want another level 3 skeleton, or all of them to be level 4?” he thought as he watched the training dummies and wooden target birds being decimated by their new weapons.


Jay was deciding where to put his skill point as he watched adventurers training in the association courtyard.

“GRAAAA!”

*DUNGGggg~*

Two tanks charged and bashed against each other with their new shields, the sturdy iron walls making a deep ringing sound after the impact. It seemed like they were getting some sort of enjoyment out of it which Jay didn’t seem to understand.

“Fuck yeah!” one shouted jubilantly.

*flet flet flet*

Another adventurer unleashed an ultra-rapid volley of tiny bolts from a wrist-mounted crossbow, hitting three of the magic wooden birds as they flapped about.

“I wonder how much damage those do… seems like a waste of bolts. Perhaps if they aimed it at a creature’s eyes it would be good.” thought Jay as he watched before going back to his own business.

“Hmm… I suppose it will take even more time for the skeletons to hit level four since you need more experience per level. I guess It would be better to get them started now. Besides, I’m already at a much higher level than them…”