Cornflower Witch

Chapter 9 The Adventurer of Brute Force

After settling down in Scorched Stone, Thalyr took Siltia to visit her sister Winnie's home.

"Grandpa said that my sister should find me a job in Jiaoshi City, otherwise she'll become stupid too if she plays with the village idiots every day," Talil complained softly as she walked along the road. This was also why she had come to Jiaoshi City with Sylphia.

Upon hearing this, Hilti couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"What kind of work does your older sister Winnie do in the city right now?"

"I don't know about her, but I do know my brother-in-law. He works at the 'Oak Barrel' Chamber of Commerce, I think he's in the bookkeeping department."

“It’s considered a lot for villagers to earn 3 silver coins a month, but my brother-in-law can get 6 silver coins from the Chamber of Commerce, which is a very good deal.”

“My sister changes jobs frequently. Sometimes she tutors children, and sometimes she works as a receptionist.”

"The receptionist earns about 3.5 silver coins per month, while the tutor earns much more, up to 5 silver coins per month."

Taliel explained the situation in Scorched Stone City to Hilti. The ordinary farmers here could earn about 3 silver coins a month, but it was hard work and not as leisurely as in the village. Slightly better jobs, such as waiters, receptionists, and shop assistants, earned 3.5-4 silver coins, but generally, as long as you were young, literate, and good-looking, you could find a job.

The two walked along the main road of the East District. The streets here were relatively clean, and there were many shops along the roadside. You could see clothing tailors, utensils shops, furniture shops, oil presses, and places selling weapons and armor, which were rare in villages and towns, right next to the Adventurers' Guild.

Compared to other shops, the Adventurers' Guild area had a significantly larger flow of people, with many coming and going. Many people could be seen carrying weapons and equipment, and a few of them were physically strong. Hilti could sense the spiritual power emanating from them.

name: unknown

Race: Human (Mortal Body)

Status: Healthy (minor hidden injuries)
talent:

Strong [Good]: You can easily develop strong muscles, provided you get enough nutrition. This talent will increase your appetite.

Fate Card: [Man of Brute Strength] (Tier 1 - Blood Law); Within the light red border, a robust man stands tall and proud, showing off his well-defined muscles.

'Through breathing exercises and the stimulation of blood circulation, your physique is becoming increasingly robust, and the brute strength that comes with these muscles is genuine.'

effect:

【Brute Force Lv.2】: Increases your base strength, giving you more than twice the strength of an average person even without using any special abilities or secret techniques. This allows you to use heavier weapons and thicker armor.

Ability Cards:
[Breathing Technique Lv.2] (Blood Rhythm): Regulates blood flow rate through breathing, thereby boosting and enhancing overall strength and reaction speed. This ability places a strain on the heart and body and should not be used for extended periods (recommended not to exceed 3 minutes per day).

【Blood Muscles Lv.1】(Blood Rhythm): Activates the 'Blood Rhythm' characteristic, causing your muscles to expand rapidly and temporarily gain a strength boost. (Recommended not to exceed 2 times/day)

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

A burly man and his companions walked into the Adventurers' Hall, chatting and laughing. The 'Blood Law' aura emanating from him was so conspicuous that it was hard for Sylvia not to notice him.

Seeing that Hilti's gaze was fixed on the burly man in the distance, Taliel also turned her gaze in that direction.

“That’s a badge adventurer.” She noticed the crossed swords emblem on the other person’s armor.

"That is, adventurers whose strength is recognized by the Adventurers' Guild can only accept certain missions from them."

The girl nodded, and then the two continued on their way.

After they left, the burly adventurer and his companion entered the Adventurers' Guild Hall, and a boy behind them spoke excitedly.

"Brother Jero, how much of the bounty will we get this time?"

"Haha, at least 60 silver coins, don't worry, you'll get your share." He patted the boy with his large hand.

"Mick, you did a great job this time. Keep up the good work and you can be like me someday, haha." He laughed heartily to encourage him, and his other companions also laughed. Some teased the young man who had just entered the industry, while others encouraged him in whispers.

"Of course, I'm going to make a lot of money." Young Mick rubbed his nose with a hint of ambition.

"I am a genius that only appears once in a hundred years in our village. I learned the breathing technique at the age of sixteen, and my swordsmanship is unmatched." Indeed, with such strength, it is no wonder that he has great ambitions.

“I was also in my early twenties when I suddenly grasped the breathing technique.” As he said this, Jero became somewhat emotional, recalling some old stories.

"Forget about the past, let's not dwell on it. Let's have a good drink and some meat today." The group walked to the front desk of the Adventurers' Guild, took out the cloth bags on their backs, and opened them to reveal wolf heads, including a huge wolf head with crimson fur and a gash in its jaw.

This action immediately attracted the attention of others in the Adventurers' Guild. "Wow, a red wolf's head! This is a Rank 1 Blazing Sun red wolf!" Someone immediately recognized the wolf's origin.

"The other heads are also of very good quality, and they can probably be exchanged for a lot of silver coins."

"Red wolf pelts are even more valuable, and many nobles would buy them. I wonder where they took them; it seems they hid them away."

"They're all veteran adventurers; they certainly won't take it out easily."

"Who's that leader? He looks very strong, and he exudes a strong aura of blood."

“That’s Jero. You don’t even recognize him? He’s a very famous adventurer in Scorched Stone City. It’s said that very few people can beat him.”

"Is he that strong? How does he compare to Lord Solang?"

“That can’t compare. Lord Solang is the captain of the Jiaoshi City Guard appointed by Viscount Xuefeng, and his strength is already at the second level of the ‘Castle’ attribute.” The person who answered shook his head.

"Without the official title, Lord Solang's strength would drop to the first tier, and only then would Jero have a chance of winning."

"The foundation of nobility is something that ordinary people cannot contend with."

As these people were talking, Jero's companions proudly smiled and posed for some of the girls in the hall.

"Hey, this is going to be fun tonight," one of them said with a laugh, putting his arm around his companion's shoulder.

"Of course, I went through all this trouble to complete the bounty so that I could enjoy myself for the next few days, haha."

Ten minutes later, after the calculations and registration were completed, the receptionist had someone bring out 64 silver coins and place them on the table.

"A Tier 1 Crimson Wolf head is worth 50 silver, and the other 31 Tigre Wolves are worth 14 silver depending on their quality. If you also obtain Crimson Wolf pelts, the guild will buy them at a high price."

"How much is the high price?" Jero stroked his chin.

"About 60 silver dollars," the receptionist replied after a moment's thought.

He blew on his fingertips and nodded slightly. "Not bad, but you're too late. The fur has already been reserved, and the seller is asking for 80 silver."

"I won't say who it is specifically, and I don't think you need to find out, right?"

"That's a real shame. Please consider joining the guild next time you hunt a Red Wolf." The receptionist didn't press the issue and responded politely.

Jero simply smiled and nodded slightly, winking at the pretty receptionist, "How about we have a drink tonight?"

Faced with such an invitation, the receptionist, dressed in a brown and white uniform, smiled politely and waved her hand.

"Sorry, I don't go out at night."

“That’s really boring,” the man said, mimicking the melancholy tone of a bard.

Then, he picked up his money bag, turned around, and greeted his waiting companions: "Alright, brothers, let's go to Blood Pig Bar tonight, drink our fill, and make a ruckus, hahaha!"

"Oh~"

"Gero, you're the best I've ever met, Captain!"

"Brother Jero!"

"I'll follow you from now on."

"Brothers."

"Go, go, go!"

The group left the Adventurers' Guild amidst envious glances from the surrounding crowd. Only then did many people gather around the front desk to examine the wolf head that had been handed over as a bounty.

"It's a red wolf, one of its eyes has been chopped off, and it has a wound on its jaw, but it doesn't seem to be fatal..."

The group continued their analysis slowly, and the lively atmosphere in the adventurers' guild lasted until very late.

(End of this chapter)