The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary

The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary – Chapter 144, From Reward to Partnership

<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul   Loren thought that a man was happiest when he was sleeping. He didn’t need to open his eyes, and could rest in the warmth of his bed all he liked.    He knew that he couldn’t stay sleeping forever, and that he would need to wake up sooner or later. But until someone came to wake him, he wanted to relax within this pleasant warmth…

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The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary

The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary – Chapter 143, From Commencement to Conclusion

<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul   Loren was able to smoothly execute the first step of his plan, as it was something he had done multiple times: performing self-boost with the magic received from Gula. He didn’t really understand the details, but he somehow managed to do it by following the sensation and mental images. He had never failed at executing self-boost, maybe because Lapis’ teaching method was good. 

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The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary

The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary – Chapter 138, From Restraining To Chance Meeting

<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul   Lapis knew that Loren’s black greatsword had been granted some special abilities. She didn’t know all of them, but she knew that one was the offensive power against magic. In short, Loren could defend against and intercept magic attacks with that sword. Lapis had never thought that there would come a day when she found that ability so reproachful. 

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The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary

The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary – Chapter 137, From Rampaging to Battling

<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul   With a roar, Loren crushed to pieces several trees as thick as adults’ necks with a single slash of the sword. While wood blocks danced in the air, their pursuers’ bodies became chunks of meat and red droplets that fell to the ground. 

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