That's right, that's what adventure is like!

Roland has a lot to prepare before heading to the Trembling Swamp.

Dry food and water were essential, so he went directly to the market and bought a ten-day supply, mainly dried meat strips, bread cubes, honey, and salt and spices to spice up his appetite.

Then there are items for dealing with swampy terrain.

Antidote potion, 10 bottles, 3 gold coins. The poisonous fog of the Trembling Swamp kills at least 7 low-level adventurers every month, and no more is too many.

Insect repellent ointment, 2 large boxes, 1 gold coin. High-grade product from Mithril Corridor. One application lasts all day. Unless it's a mosquito or other insect-like monster, it will never bother him.

Special torches, 2 for 2 gold coins. While glowing moss is useful, swamp monsters are more afraid of fire. These rune-inlaid torches are effective at driving them away.

Tent, 5 gold coins. It's small, just enough for two people to curl up inside, but it's also specially made. It can be set up in the swamp and comes with warning runes.

In addition, there were changes of clothes, leather boots, ropes, a poison guide, etc., which cost a total of 1 gold coin. These were all essential items that could be used in the swamp.

And most importantly.

Longsword, 500 gold coins.

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Type: Weapon/Longsword

Grade: Excellent (Purple)

Description: Approximately three feet long, with a slightly narrow blade. Two rune grooves are cut along the spine of the blade. Fine silver patterns flow within the dark gray base. The tip of the blade tapers into a three-edged cone shape, making it extremely sharp.

Effect: 1. Sharpness +20%

2. Piercing penetration +10%, with an additional 5% increase in damage against plate armor and scale armor.

3. "Dispel" can break low-level spells or disrupt high-level spells (three times daily).

Note: 1. This sword has a certain degree of flexibility, and the runes can be removed and replaced.

2. "I've used that piece of iron for seventeen years, and it's had three different owners. I hope you'll be the last one." — Bronn Iron Anvil

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The blade flashed silver, tracing an arc through the air, and with a slight cracking sound, the iron rod in the dwarf apprentice's hand snapped cleanly, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

"A fine sword."

Roland felt the texture in his hand and murmured a soft sigh of admiration.

The hardwood hilt is wrapped in brand-new black leather with intricate anti-slip texture. It feels neither too loose nor too tight in the hand, and it won't slip even when stained with blood, as if it were an extension of the arm.

The dwarf apprentice watched quietly until Roland sheathed his sword, then spoke, "Master Brûlé is not here today. He asked me to stay and give you an introduction."

He pointed to the sword, his tone serious and somewhat solemn.

"This sword is modeled after your original one. The spine has been reinforced, and the weight distribution of each part has been balanced through grooving and the addition of mithril, so it will be more comfortable for you to use."

"In addition, this sword is not made entirely from the materials you brought. It has been infused with rare minerals from the master craftsman's collection and the shop's own collection, making it more durable and significantly stronger."

Roland nodded slightly, put the longsword into the black scabbard that had been given to him, and slung it across his waist.

In terms of price, 500 gold coins is clearly one of the most expensive pieces of equipment that the lowest-level adventurers in Broken Rock Town can buy.

However, considering the mithril added to the sword, as well as those unknown rare ores, it is already quite worthwhile.

What's more, this is a discounted price.

"We've heard of your deeds at the tavern," the apprentice said respectfully. "We admire every adventurer who dares to take on challenges, especially since you are a chosen one of the gods, and your story has been sung about by bards twice."

"Therefore, we have offered you a special discount, eliminating unnecessary fees, in the hope of gaining your friendship."

Roland raised an eyebrow: "Have the two stories been connected?"

"Yes, there aren't many humans who deserve the attention of the gods, especially those in the same area, making it easy for them to be contacted..."

The dwarf apprentice lowered his voice and continued, "But please rest assured, we will strictly keep the secrets of every guest. Apart from reporting to headquarters, we will never reveal that you have been here."

I see, then that's acceptable.

Roland didn't speak, but simply nodded and turned to walk towards the door.

As he pushed open the door, he heard the apprentice's blessing behind him: "Thank you for patronizing the Iron Anvil's Forge. May you soon receive Master Iron Anvil's commission to slay the dragon!"

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A smile played on Roland's lips as he shook his head and pushed open the door to leave.

A cold wind was blowing on the street. He wrapped his black robe tighter and slipped through the gates of the Adventurers' Guild.

It was early morning, and there weren't many people in the guild. Magic lights illuminated a few long tables and chairs, and a few adventurers were staring at the quest sheets on the wall. A faint fragrance filled the air.

Roland walked straight to the corner.

Aleta sat alone, glancing curiously at the adventurers coming and going.

Her hood was pulled low, and when Roland approached, she quickly took out a parchment and a bronze badge from her bosom.

Clearly, she had done what Roland had asked her to do.

And it was done exceptionally well.

"The task of collecting leaf-collecting herbs," she said softly, "is only worth 1 silver coin per herb, but I think it suits me better."

Roland glanced at the parchment and saw that it recorded the characteristics of the leaf-seeker, its common locations, and the recent changes in the swamp. He nodded in agreement.

Caution is paramount for any adventurer.

But that wasn't enough; he continued, "Did you buy the guide?"

"...I bought it, using the gold coins you lent me."

Aletta pursed her lips and said, "I also asked about the girl's recent situation, and there are quite a few new developments."

"Tell me more about it."

"A lot of adventurers have come to the town recently. The number of registrations has tripled compared to last month. They all seem to be coming from the west. In addition, the death toll is also increasing."

Roland squinted and remained silent.

"Anything else?"

"Also, because there are more and more adventurers, the prices for commissions are starting to drop... including my Leaf-Seeking Grass. It used to cost 2 silver coins per plant, but now it's only 1."

Aletta spoke, then paused for a moment, cautiously looking up at Roland: "Should we join the temporary team?"

"The girl said that if there's a reliable team, even if the missions are different, they can go to the swamp together, even if there are other adventurers ambushing them along the way..."

Roland nodded: "That makes sense, it's a good suggestion, we can give it a try."

Aletta's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Really," Roland nodded. "You can choose which team to join, but remember, if there's an elf named Emmett in the team, refuse it."

"Okay, when do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, starting tomorrow, your first adventure begins."