Bone King: Starting from Becoming the Supreme

The Kingdom of Re-Yestije.

Royal City——【Lorenti】, Adventurer’s Guild.

Gloomy and damp weather always makes people feel unhappy.

Watching the drizzle outside the house and listening to the dripping sound of water drops.

Gene held the wine cup with great depression and drank the inferior wine with a spicy taste in big gulps.

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded behind him.

"Hey, Gene, you actually came to the guild to drink so early in the morning. Be careful if Tierma finds out or scolds you."

"Oh, Nicolo, don't worry. Miss Tierma is resting today. Don't underestimate the intelligence ability of an Orichalcum-level adventurer!"

"Please, please don't use your intelligence gathering abilities for this, or you'll get beaten!"

The burly Nicolo sighed helplessly and sat down next to Gene.

"How about it, are there any good tasks today?"

"Do I even need to ask this kind of question? If I had, I wouldn't be sitting here drinking."

Gulu gulu...

After taking two more gulps of liquor, Gene exhaled in satisfaction.

Even for Orichalcum-level adventurers, it is not possible to receive missions every day.

For tasks with a very low difficulty coefficient, the reward will be reduced accordingly.

Naturally, the Orichalcum-level adventurers looked down upon such a meager reward.

Missions that are too difficult, in addition to carrying huge risks, are themselves extremely rare.

If you complete a task like that once, the reward you get is quite considerable.

But it is very likely that such a commission may not appear once a month.

It is quite difficult to receive a mission that is just right for the Orichalcum level.

Therefore, Orichalcum-level adventurers usually choose missions that are slightly less difficult but offer relatively reasonable rewards.

However, such tasks are also very popular in the entire guild.

During a period when quests are scarce, waiting in the guild at a fixed time and place is the best way to receive quests as quickly as possible.

This is also the reason why Gene was squatting here drinking alone early in the morning.

"By the way, Gene, have you noticed that there are fewer missions recently? Especially the high-difficulty missions, which haven't appeared on the notice board for almost two months."

"Hic~ That's because of the three famous new steel-level adventurer teams that appeared in the royal city recently, the elegant noblemen."

"Eh? The 'elegant nobleman' who never failed in his mission? Are they already at the adamantium level? When did this happen?"

"Two days ago, when you were away."

"This is really... amazing. A month ago, they seemed to be just gold-level adventurers, right?"

"Yes, I was promoted from gold level to steel level in one month. If the truth had not been laid out before me, I would never have believed such an absurd truth."

Adventurers will be awarded medals of corresponding levels by the Adventurer's Guild based on the overall strength of their team.

The specific levels are divided into eight levels: copper, iron, silver, gold, platinum, mithril, orichalcum, and steel.

Before this, <Blue Rose> was the only fine steel-level team in the kingdom.

But that adventurer team consisting of only three people - "Elegant Nobleman", from the time they appeared to now, it took less than two months to become a steel-level team as famous as "Blue Rose".

In terms of fame, "The Elegant Nobleman" even surpassed the old brand "The Blue Rose" at one point.

The reason why it turned out like this was not just because the "Elegant Nobleman" had never failed in a mission.

It was because the other party had the great achievement of resolving the 'demon crisis' that shocked the royal city a month ago!

"Well, even a demon of that level is no match for them. Only adamantium-class adventurers have that kind of strength."

"I'm so envious. Damn it! If I had that level of power, I would have achieved financial freedom long ago and lived a carefree life."

"We are at least Orichalcum-rank adventurers, right? Jean, if we work hard, we might be able to reach that level."

“Pfft… Please spare me, Nicolo. We ordinary people will never be able to catch up with such monstrous beings even if we spend our entire lives.”

Nicolo just smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Only those who have witnessed the battle know the gap between ordinary adventurers and adamantium-level adventurers.

That is no longer a gap that can be filled through simple efforts.

There is a chasm between them that cannot be crossed no matter what.

"By the way, when I went to the next town a few days ago, I heard some very interesting information."

"Huh? What?"

Nicolo looked around and leaned down to whisper in Jean's ear.

"I heard that a team of adamantium-class soldiers appeared in the town of E-Rantel, which is located on the border with the Empire."

"What?! Is this true?"

"Well, the authenticity of the information is currently unknown. I asked the guild, but their answer was ambiguous and unconfirmed."

"Wait, ambiguous, that means the guild didn't directly deny it, right?"

"That's... true."

Gene, who seemed drunk just now, became sober in an instant.

In this world, adventurers have many other ways to earn money besides completing guild missions.

One of them is: selling intelligence.

The value of intelligence on a team of elite steel-level adventurers is absolutely immeasurable.

At this moment, Gene was planning to target that team of adventurers.

"Nicoro, did you find out the name of that adventurer team?"

"Hmm... I think it's called "Dark Hero"?"

“<Dark Hero>…? Good! Call the others, and we’ll set off immediately and head to E-Rantel as fast as possible!”

"Eh? Now?"

"Yes, now!"

……

Katz Plains, Great Forest.

A girl with short golden hair and wearing a grey cloak was walking in the middle of the forest, trembling all over.

Even the slightest movement in the air would cause her body to tremble and she would immediately react in preparation for battle.

Her eyes were empty and she kept mumbling to herself.

"Damn it! Damn it! Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!"

"How is it possible to win against a monster like that!"

"Things like that shouldn't even exist in this world!"

Once upon a time, she, who thought herself to be very strong, experienced the most terrifying thing in her life.

She was killed.

Moreover, he died at the hands of a magic caster in an extremely humiliating, painful and unbearable manner.

That's right, he literally died at his hands.

As a warrior, she had imagined many ways she might die in the future.

But until the moment of death, she never thought that one day she would die by being hugged by someone!

Clementine, once the ninth seat of the Black Festival and one of Chiranon's cadres.

He hugged his thin shoulders with both hands.

Since she was born, she has never felt so weak.

As weak as an ant, so vulnerable.

Although she was resurrected by the Zhilanon member of the same organization.

But the mental trauma left by this is not so easy to heal.

Just as the member who rescued her said - you will probably live in its shadow for the rest of your life.

Now, she just wants to get away from the kingdom and this land.

She didn't know how long she had been walking until the soles of her feet were bleeding and she had long since lost consciousness of the pain in her legs.

A ray of warm sunlight in front of her illuminated her pale cheeks.

"As long as we escape this forest, we should be safe... We won't encounter that monster again..."

The expression on her face forced a slight smile.

The warm sunshine was like the dawn that illuminated her dark life.

Just as she was about to move forward, she suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a person lying on the grass on the plain ahead.

Her nerves immediately became alert and a sharp bone knife was immediately grasped in her hand.

"Human? Or... a corpse?"