Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

As it was getting dark, after leaving the Adventurer's Guild Hall, Miss found a tavern close to the inn and prepared to have dinner.

There were a lot of guests in the pub, worthy of being called Mag Town.

After ordering a sumptuous dinner to reward himself, Miss still found a corner to sit down.

Fearing that his identity would be exposed prematurely, Miss did not rush to register as an adventurer, but instead used the alias [Black] and became a supporter.

As the name suggests, supporters are external aids that provide assistance to adventurers. To put it simply, they are little followers and burden-bearers.

Even ordinary people who have no fighting ability can become supporters as long as they are not afraid of death.

The wages are paid by one's own adventurer employer. How much one earns depends on the harvest of the day. It is a cooperative relationship.

Generally, only middle-level adventurers would spend money to hire supporters in order to improve work efficiency.

Expert adventurers have rich practical experience and strong personal strength, so they naturally do not need the help of supporters.

The novice adventurers couldn't even protect themselves, so no supporters dared to accept their death requests.

If you lose money, you can earn it again, but if you lose your life... you can't spend the money you earn, it's not worth it.

After becoming a supporter, Miss discovered a crucial problem: the adventurers in Mag Town were all junior adventurers with relatively low ratings and did not need supporters at all.

They don't have extra money to pay supporters.

Mis asked everyone in the tavern, but no one was willing to hire him.

Furthermore, the adventurers in the tavern mocked him, calling Miss the only supporter of Mag Town.

This was a problem. Miss realized that he might not be able to find an employer in Mag Town, and a supporter could not enter the dungeon alone.

How can I level up if I can’t enter the dungeon?

In the lively atmosphere of the tavern, Miss's appetite increased greatly. While listening to the adventurers around him bragging, he ate a lot.

Especially the red-haired uncle sitting in the most conspicuous position in the middle of the tavern was the one that attracted Miss the most.

From their casual conversation, I learned that the uncle's name was Ron. He came to Mag Town with his young apprentice a year ago, saying that he would leave once he earned enough money for the trip to the next city. A year has passed, and they are still there.

Ron had a stubbled face, a sallow complexion, and messy hair, and he looked very unkempt.

The bottle in his hand had long been empty, but he still raised his head and drank.

He was staggering, almost drunk into a puddle, but he just couldn't stop talking.

"You little bastards are just born in a good era. Have any of you ever seen a real demon? Has anyone fought with them?"

"I have not only seen them, but I have also killed quite a few of them, hiccup."

The other adventurers were obviously in a mood to laugh at the joke, and they joked, "Uncle Ron is about to start telling his glorious deeds again. I'll give you an extra snack today, hahahaha."

"I listen to it every night. I've listened to it eight hundred times. I just love to listen to it. Talk more!"

Ron was like a circus clown, providing free performances for everyone in the pub almost every day.

"By the way, where is Cassius? Why did he come back so late today? I wonder if he really died in the dungeon this time."

"Don't do that. I haven't taken his virginity yet."

"That little bastard is very lucky, otherwise he would have been killed by his prodigal master."

"That's right. Really? Why would he leave his job as a prince and go to a foreign country with Ron to fool around? I don't understand."

Miss, who had been listening for a long time, noticed the two key words "Cassius" and "Prince".

I have some impression of it, who could it be?

Ah, could it be that female ghost’s second brother?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Just then, the bell at the door of the tavern rang.

The old customers who were so excited just now were instantly deflated. "Cassius is back, there's no show to watch."

"Delightful."

Miss looked towards the door and the person who walked into the tavern was not the Cassius that others mentioned, but the person Miss had just met today.

Sylvia is known as the Ice Heart.

Suddenly, the whole tavern fell silent.

Women envy and men pay attention to it.

Sylvia looked around the tavern and soon spotted Missy, and an unfriendly expression immediately appeared on her face.

Miss: ???

Was I just disliked by her?

It's endless, right?

At this time, a voice broke the silence, "Beautiful lady, may I ask your name?"

Everyone's shocked eyes focused on Ron.

Ron walked towards the girl, limping, staggering, and finally falling completely at the girl's feet.

"It's over. Ron is dead. I bet one silver coin."

"No, a tavern without Ron is soulless!"

"I'll bet two silver coins."

Ron raised his head with difficulty and looked at the hem of the girl's skirt.

"belch."

Sylvia did not hide her disgust at all. She stepped on Ron's face, and the heel of her shoe, which was nearly a finger long, almost pierced Ron's eyes.

Ron screamed in pain.

However, the red-haired uncle did not seem to give up, because Miss saw that he seemed to reach out to grab the girl's ankle.

Sylvia raised her foot, then brought it down hard, stepping on Ron's face again.

Afterwards, she walked towards the corner where Miss was amid everyone's surprised looks and whispers.

Ahem, Miss, who was showing off her meal, almost choked. Oh no, it’s coming towards me.

Under his astonished gaze, Sylvia sat down next to him and then turned to look at Miss.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to be stepped on too, pervert?"

With a puzzled look on his face, Miss shoved another mouthful of rice into his mouth, completely unaware of the shocked looks of the people in the tavern.

Hey, is this woman the Tyrannosaurus Rex? She’s so violent.

At this moment, with a bang, a hand landed on Miss's dining table.

A head of fiery red hair appeared, and then a weak-looking face slowly rose.

"You want to steal my woman, you little brat?"

"I don't have such intention, Joker...Oh no, Mr. Ron." Miss replied calmly.

Ron was stunned by Miss's answer.

"Well... so polite. That's not right. You should scold me and then be beaten up by me. You are so young, how can you not be angry?"

Suddenly, the door of the tavern was opened again, and a figure flew in. He quickly came to Miss's dining table on his knees and knocked his head to the ground.

Miss had only seen this scene in cartoons, and couldn't help but want to praise this figure.

What a gorgeous ground seat.

"I'm sorry, please forgive my teacher. He is not in a clear mind right now. As long as it can relieve your anger, I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Only then did he see the man's hair color clearly. It was golden, the same as Shana's.

Poof, Miss almost spit out a mouthful of rice.

There is no doubt about it, that face, that color of hair, it must be a child of the Veratis family.

"It has nothing to do with me. You should apologize to that lady." Miss pointed at Sylvia next to her.

Cassius was stunned, turned around and knelt down to Sylvia, "I'm so sorry!"

Sylvia didn't want to bother with the master and disciple, so she waved her hand, indicating that the matter should be dropped.

After being forgiven, Cassius dragged Ron to a nearby unused dining table and sat him down.

During this process, Miss discovered that Cassius had many bandages on his body, all of which were new wounds.

It seems like he suffered a lot in the dungeon.

Miss, who was sympathizing with the little yellow-haired boy, felt that cold gaze again. He slowly turned his head and looked at Sylvia.

"Miss, we don't know each other, right?"

Xiluvia snorted coldly, "Huh, is this how you approach girls? You are really a pervert. No wonder you like to peek at girls' private parts."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire tavern fell silent again.

Meese: WTF?

The other female adventurers: Please tell me in detail, I love to hear it!

The remaining male adventurers: Bring me my sword!