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    • Chapter 44, Potentially Delicious in Dungeon Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   The Sage's Table, the inn where Ize and Hal were staying, stood a little farther from the Guild than most adventurers might prefer. But for those aiming to dive straight into the Dungeon without a detour, its location was ideal.   "There's a Guild outpost near the Dungeon entrance," Hal noted as they walked. "We can use that when we're tackling the Dungeon seriously." "Got it. Oh--"   Ize's voice trailed off as they neared the Guild. She suddenly…
    • Chapter 43, Rehabilitation Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   Clack, thud. Clack, thud.   Walking with crutches really is a struggle.   Clack, thud. Clack, thud.   Ahh, what a long staircase.   Clack, thud...   I can't just linger here at the top forever. Right. One step at a time.   "Ichikawa Izumi, you were meant to take the stairs instead of stepping into the elevator."   One step... at a time...   "Ichikawa Izumi, you were destined to…
    • Chapter 42, Here We Are Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   Horsebuses rattled in and out the city gates, their wheels rolling in different directions throughout the sprawling districts. The Adventurers' Guild lay close to the city center, so Ize and Hal boarded a horsebus to skirt the residential quarter near the towering walls. As the bus trundled along, the streets grew livelier, thrumming with people in simple, practical clothing. The residential lanes gave way to a bustling district lined with shops hawking daily goods and…
    • Chapter 41, Side Story: Mysterious Clients Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   Perspective: Zoddoa   Zoddoa stood before the wooden vats, each towering to his eye level, his gaze fixed and unblinking. His thoughts churned like turbulent waters.   If he took a saw to them now, the vats might splinter unpredictably, creating leaks that would ruin the entire project. But to dismantle them and cut each piece individually? That would devour precious time, time he couldn't quite afford to lose. And yet, cutting corners was…
    • Chapter 40, The End of the Beginning Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   "Sorry for the wait." "Mm-hmm. Feeling nice and warm now? Here, let me dry your hair." "Oh, thank you."   It had been three days since they left Bezbaro. They had passed through a town along the way but chose not to linger, pressing forward without stopping. The reason: they wanted to enjoy their new bath to its fullest. Nothing more, nothing less.   "Hal, your wind's messed up my hair." "This is tricky. I've dried most of the moisture, but…
    • Chapter 39, Hot Water! Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   The next day, work on the portable bathroom, using the two oversized wooden vats as the foundation, began in earnest. The artisan introduced by the Crafters' Guild, a man named Zoddoa, operated a workshop specializing in residential structures. Later, when Ize and Hal spoke with him, Zoddoa admitted that receiving a request through the Guild was considered a great honor. Such commissions often bolstered an artisan's reputation, potentially raising their evaluation rank.…
    • Chapter 38, Dark Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   "Does this meet your approval?" "Yes, it's perfect. Now, may I present our request?" "Of course! If there's anything you'd like crafted, Master Hal, we'll strive to make it a reality!"   In the conference room of the Crafters' Guild in Bezbaro, the one grinning devilishly wasn't some Dark Overlord, but Hal -- ostensibly Ize's partner.     So sinister, in fact, that a slight chill rippled down Ize's spine, drawing her thoughts back to…
    • Chapter 37, Quality Of Adventure Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   On the second day of Ize and Hal's stay in Haradory, the true heart of the festival was set to unfold. The previous day's revelries, lively though they had been, served only as an overture to the main event. For the townsfolk, this festival was an occasion of immense significance -- yet for visitors, its allure was limited. Aside from soaking in the atmosphere, the most one could do was visit the temple to pay respects to the Goddess. Mindful of this, the duo decided…
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