I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

Valkam!

The Bloodstained Mercenary Group's base.

A tall, plate-armored knight with a fierce face walked in from outside.

"Captain Sharp!"

Upon seeing Sharp, a member of the Bloodstained Mercenary Group immediately stood at attention and greeted him.

Sharp waved his hand and asked, "Who were the people collecting security fees from the surrounding towns this quarter?"

"Captain, that's your younger brother. He's been gone for several days. If all goes well, he should have arrived in Gruul town today. He'll be returning in a couple of days with the caravan that came from Gruul town to Valkam."

"Harry!" A rare hint of gentleness appeared in Sharp's fierce eyes.

Although he knew his younger brother often used his name to do bad things.

But he only has this one younger brother.

As long as he's around, what does it matter if Harry gets into trouble?

In Val'kam, a level 10 knight is already among the top-tier powerhouses; everyone knows the name of "Raging Knight" Sharp.

"It's already April, some monsters are bound to riot again." Sharp's eyes flashed with a glint of light as he ordered his subordinate, "Go and call the other captains over. I need to discuss with them how to fleece our Viscount this year!"

"yes!"

……

Name: Anno.

Race: Terran

Rating: 5

Experience: 7/500

Occupation: None

Mana: 21/50

Skills: [Low-Level Perception] [Acid Spray]

Talent: [Spirit Sacrifice]

Anno's magic power had never fully recovered because he had summoned four slimes in an alleyway to prepare for battle when he left town.

My experience points increased by six!

"You gain experience points for killing people?"

On the way back to town, Anno discovered this.

However, compared to hunting slimes, killing people is many times more difficult!

It feels like I'm putting in twice the effort for half the result.

As they walked to the church, Anno found the pastor praying.

"Pastor Henry, I need healing!"

Anno walked over to the old pastor, his voice weak.

When old Henry saw Anno, his eyes looked a little strange.

Just a few hours ago, this kid got into a fight with Harry, and now he's back injured.

"You didn't get into a fight with Harry and the others again, did you?"

Henry examined the knife wound on Anno's back, his magic wand emitting a soft glow.

Anno's wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Phew!"

After performing several healing spells, old Henry finally managed to heal all of Anno's wounds.

"Treatment fee: 2 silver coins!"

Anno stretched his body and took out two silver coins from his pocket, handing them to Henry.

"Anno, you'd better shut up for the next couple of days."

The people in Brook are nice.

With him around, no one dares to kill anyone in the town.

Harry and his group were just coming to town as usual to collect security fees; they would leave in a few days.

Then you can do whatever you want.

Don't keep hurting yourself all the time.

"If I'm careless one day and lose my life, I'll have nothing left!"

Henry spoke as he turned and left.

He thought Anno had been surrounded and attacked by Harry and had only managed to escape with great difficulty.

Anno remained silent for a while, but ultimately did not speak.

He left the church and followed the town's roads to the blacksmith's shop.

Old John looked up and saw the person who had come, his brows furrowing slightly.

"I heard you got into a fight with Harry this morning? That guy's no good, you'd better watch out these next few days."

"Don't worry about the debt. You can go out and hunt slimes again after Harry leaves."

Hearing Old John's words of concern, Anno smiled.

"I didn't expect you to already know about what happened at noon?"

"Nonsense, Gruul town is only so big. If anything happens, everyone will know soon enough!"

After Old John finished speaking, he remembered to ask Anno what he wanted to do there.

"I want a shield!"

Anno pointed to the shields placed against the wall inside the shop.

It was a small, round wooden shield, only two centimeters thick, and about forty centimeters in diameter.

On the inside side, there is a handle in the center for easy gripping.

The outer edges and sides were covered with a thin layer of sheet metal, which added a little bit of defense!

"Oh, this!"

Old John said "Oh," and then said, "This little shield isn't very strong defensively, but it's enough."

It can at least block slime acid or attacks from apprentice professionals. Plus, it's very lightweight, perfect for a little guy like you!

Anno frowned when he heard Old John call him "little guy".

He is 1.78 meters tall, and although his build is not particularly muscular, it is quite well-proportioned; he certainly doesn't qualify as a small guy.

But seeing old John's enormous size, Anno felt that it wasn't wrong for him to call himself a little guy.

This shield cost two silver coins; Old John sold it at cost price.

However, Anno was still on credit.

Although Anno made a fortune after killing Harry, it was something that couldn't be done in the open.

On the surface, he didn't have many silver coins.

The owner of the Moonlit Tavern, Lunn, also sponsored him with five silver coins.

If Anno were to casually hand over a few silver coins now, it's inevitable that people would suspect Anno after Harry's death is discovered.

After fiddling with the shield for a while, Anno felt much more at ease.

"With such a fragile body, without some defensive gear, it's easy to capsize!"

Anno envisioned Ford and Harry being hit by acid, their skin and flesh corroded.

If they had a shield, they would never have been so badly injured.

The outcome could very well change.

However, there are no "what ifs".

Anno learned from his enemies' mistakes and bought a shield for self-defense.

"You really do look like a knight!" Old John teased from the side. "I heard that Len is sponsoring you and letting you choose your profession. I think you could choose the knight profession. Hahaha..."

"You knew about Uncle Len's financial support?"

"Like I said, the town is only so big; news spreads very quickly!"

Anno curled his lip dismissively and said, "Reverend Henry probably won't go around saying that. Since Len needs to keep an eye on Lü Yan, the only people who know the truth are Brooke and Owen!"

"Haha, they're regulars here too, after all, the equipment needs frequent maintenance." Old John laughed heartily. "They came straight over after they solved your problem, and just happened to tell me about it."

"Alright, sir. I'm leaving now, come again next time!"

Anno picked up his shield and prepared to leave, but was stopped by old John.

"Take this with you!"

Old John took out a hollowed-out backpack made of several leather straps and then clipped the shield inside.

"When not in use, the shield can be carried on your back."

"Thanks, sir!"

Anno slung his shield over his back, waved, and turned to leave.

"Kid, you owe me so much money, you better not die!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Anno replied without turning around, "Don't worry, uncle, I'll definitely outlive you!"

"You little rascal!"

……

Standing at the edge of the forest, Anno let out a heavy sigh.

"There are still two hours until dark, let's go in and explore carefully first."