I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

"Burton, what's going on?"

Harry never expected that Anno could actually knock Burton, a trainee soldier, flying.

Seeing Burton lying on the ground groaning and unable to speak, looking like he had been severely injured, Harry angrily said, "Useless!"

Harry initially thought it was Burton's carelessness that led to Anno's sneak attack.

Then, he looked at Anno and roared, "You bastard, you dare hit my men! All three of you, get at me! As long as you don't kill them, I, Harry, will cover for you!"

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Three long swords were drawn and charged menacingly towards Anno.

Anno didn't hesitate either; after drawing his short sword, he immediately retreated.

The tavern is too small; it's better to be out on the street.

Moreover, the guards cannot ignore armed fights in the streets.

Even if they misjudged Harry and his men's strength and were at a disadvantage, once the guards arrived, the enemy wouldn't dare to continue fighting.

"You little brat, you dare to resist? I'll break your legs!"

A lackey followed Anno out of the Light Moon Tavern and swung his broadsword at Anno.

Like Harry, he assumed that Anno was just an ordinary person with some skills since he wasn't wearing a professional badge.

How could an ordinary person be a match for a dignified trainee soldier!

Anno was unaware of Harry and the others' thoughts; this was his first time facing a human professional.

Although he was just a trainee soldier, Anno remained on high alert.

Seeing the opponent's broadsword slash down without any intention of holding back, Anno narrowed his eyes, dodged to the side, and kicked the opponent in the shoulder.

The person who was kicked staggered a couple of steps and almost fell to the ground.

"You've got some skills!" Tommy steadied himself and licked his lips.

Tommy's confidence soared when he saw his two companions emerge from the tavern and stand in a row with him.

"Hey guys, this kid's got some skills, be careful!"

"Hehe, even if he's strong, he's still just an ordinary person, and besides, there are three of us!"

"Enough talk, let's attack!"

As they spoke, the three men brandished their broadswords and surrounded Arno, then launched an attack together.

Upon seeing this, Anno immediately activated [Low-Level Perception].

A magical force swept through, and the scene within a three-meter radius was imprinted into Anno's mind.

"Clang clang clang..."

Anno barely observed the three's movements, but his short sword accurately parried their attacks every time.

He looked a bit flustered, but he wasn't injured.

Instead, Tommy got a cut on his arm from Anno's short sword!

"Everyone be careful, this kid's got some issues!"

Tommy clutched his bleeding right arm and took a few steps back, his face filled with fear.

Three against one, and he still got injured!

Moreover, this kid seems to have eyes in the back of his head; every attack from behind is blocked!

Is he really an ordinary person?

Could he be a professional who forgot to bring his seal when he went out?

After Tommy withdrew from the fight, Anno's pressure dropped dramatically.

He blocked one man's broadsword with his short sword and then swept his leg across the man's lower body.

The man lost his balance and fell heavily onto the stone floor.

"hateful!"

The last man cursed angrily and raised his knife to slash Anno from behind.

However, with [Low-Level Perception] activated, Anno can perceive every move the opponent makes.

Before the opponent could react, Anno suddenly turned and lunged forward, pointing his sword at the opponent's throat.

Balk, who was raising his sword with both hands to strike, suddenly stopped. Feeling the sharpness of the sword tip, his forehead instantly covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Clang!

Balk dropped the long sword in his hand to the ground, his legs went weak, and he knelt down, begging for mercy.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

He had always followed Harry in bullying ordinary people and rookie trainees, never expecting to run into a tough opponent in this run-down town.

Upon seeing this, Tommy immediately turned and went back into the tavern, shouting to Harry, "Sir, something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"

Harry, who was about to drag the two women upstairs to a room to do his dirty work, heard Tommy's shouts and angrily said, "You bastard, what are you yelling about!"

Tommy pointed to the door with his left hand and said, "That kid..."

Harry, seeing Tommy's blood-soaked left hand, interrupted him, "You killed him? If he's dead, go confess to the guards yourselves, and I'll get you out in a couple of days! Now, get out there and keep watch, don't let anyone disturb my good time!"

"No, sir!" Tommy cried anxiously, "That kid isn't dead! This blood is mine, mine! The three of us can't beat him!"

"What, you haven't been hit?" Harry was stunned. He glanced at Tommy and noticed that there was indeed a ten-centimeter wound on his arm.

Lu Yan and Liu Rongrong initially thought the blood on Tommy's body was Anuo's, but after hearing Harry's arrogant words, they assumed Anuo had already died.

But before that sadness could even take hold, things took a turn for the worse.

Not only was the blood not Anno's, but the three of them were also defeated.

"Damn it!" Harry released the two women and stormed out of the tavern.

Harry was furious when he saw Balk kneeling on the ground with Anno pointing a sword at him, and Ford, who had just fallen and hit his head and was only now getting up.

"A bunch of useless trash! You can't even handle one person! What use are you?!"

As he spoke, Harry kicked Ford.

Ford bowed and scraped, not daring to offer the slightest resistance.

"Hmph, you've got some nerve!" Harry drew his longsword from his waist, the tip pointing at Anno, and gritted his teeth, saying, "As a professional, even if no organization is willing to accept you, you must still wear a professional insignia! Didn't your mentor tell you this basic common sense when you became a professional?"

Harry isn't stupid; someone who couldn't even defeat four trainee soldiers is definitely not an ordinary person.

In Harry's view, Anno was at least a level 3, or even a level 4 professional.

However, he did not expect that the other party would not be carrying a professional seal, which led to his previous misjudgment.

"Professional seal? What's that?" Anno asked, puzzled by Harry's words.

He was unaware that there was a common-sense rule in Angolmos.

Everyone, regardless of who they are, must wear a professional badge!

"Playing dumb?" Harry scoffed. "I don't care if you're genuinely stupid or just pretending. If you dare to ruin my plans, I'll kill you!"

Anno's lack of a professional seal further confirms Harry's suspicions—while Anno may have some ability, his level is definitely not high.

Burton, clutching his stomach, came out at that moment. When he saw Harry about to make a move, he immediately mocked Anno, "You brat, you're finished! Lord Harry is a Level 4 Apprentice Warrior, and he's even learned some extra skills!"

With his full strength, Lord Harry can defeat a level 5 apprentice warrior.

You are doomed to defeat Lord Harry!

"And you've already angered Lord Harry, now you don't even have a chance to kneel and beg for mercy!"

Anno looked over when Harry came out.

Seeing that Harry was about to take action himself, Anno quickly turned around to face Harry directly.

As for Burton's nonsense, Anno didn't listen to a single word.

With the information displayed on the panel, Harry's skills were all laid out in the open, and Anno already knew about them.

"Die!"

Seeing Anno's expressionless face, Harry felt insulted once again.

He was used to bullying others in the towns around Valkam, and now that Anno had embarrassed him, he was determined to kill Anno to establish his authority, even if it meant paying him a few extra silver coins!