Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Everyone gathered around the campfire, and each person could start eating after scooping a spoonful into their own bowl.

Just like in my previous life, eating is often the time when people are most relaxed.

Anjie is the eldest sister who acts as the healer in the 'long-range turret' squad.

She embodies the qualities of a 'nanny,' 'big breasts,' and 'big sister,' and gentleness and kindness have become her defining characteristics.

As the most caring member of the team, she is no exception, even towards strangers who are temporarily gathered together.

"Mr. Death Omen, you and Mr. Forty-Seven shouldn't be very old, right? Why did you become adventurers at such a young age?"

Of course, Domi couldn't reveal the details of his training, so he made up a reason:

"We... are all orphans! We were born without parents."

"right……"

“The orphanage can only raise us until we are eleven years old, and then we have to leave and make a living on our own.”

"It just so happens that Forty-Seven and I are best friends, and we also have some skills that are enough to make a living, so we became adventurers."

"I heard that a magical secret realm in the North is about to open again after many years, so I came to try my luck. Maybe I can make some extra money."

"You must have had a tough journey, enduring a lot of hardship..."

Anjie spared no effort in showing her love and care for Domi and her partner.

Swordsman Barnett also came over and apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Only the assassin Florettis muttered under her breath after hearing this: "Liar..."

After dinner, Domi and his group became noticeably more familiar with the people in the long-range turret, and the train carriage was filled with laughter and joy the next day after they set off.

Domi had wondered if, if she took off her mask, she could integrate into the team and become one of them completely? Could she truly enjoy this genuine happiness?

But after thinking about it for a while, he gave up on this unrealistic idea; his existence would only harm these people.

At 10 a.m., the carriage arrived at a small town on the edge of the Northern Republic, an hour later than usual.

"Gentlemen, we've arrived!" the driver called out.

Unlike the border towns of the Lionheart Empire, this town is exceptionally lively, with adventurers carrying greatswords, staves, bows and arrows and wearing armor everywhere.

In comparison, the number of normal residents is significantly less.

However, there are reasons for all of this; otherwise, this place wouldn't be so lively.

Albert kept his promise and said:

"Death Omen, Forty-Seven, let's go find a tavern, I'll treat you to a good meal!"

Upon arriving at the tavern, one finds it filled with adventurers from all over the world, including humans, elves, dwarves, orcs... a veritable animal kingdom extravaganza.

They finally found an empty eight-seater and quickly occupied it.

The most expensive dishes were served one by one.

I thought I could take this opportunity to see what this omen of death and the forty-seventh sign really looked like.

Unexpectedly, the mask of death could remove the mouth separately, and Forty-Seven was gnawing on meat directly under the hood, so that not a bit of it could be seen!

"Wow, you two are amazing," he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Alright... Boss, another barrel of beer! Let's celebrate getting here safely, and we even made some extra money on the way. We won't leave until we're drunk!"

"Huh? Aren't these the guys from the 'long-range turret'?"

Just as they were enjoying their drinks, a group of uninvited guests approached them.

The leading man was tall and arrogant. He glanced at Domi, who was carrying a bow, and said sarcastically:

"What, after I broke the 'barrel,' you found a new one and connected it?"

"It's rare to see someone with such backbone covering for you, yet you show no gratitude whatsoever, turning around and finding new lovers as soon as you've made your move~"

boom!

"You bullshit!"

Albert slammed his fist on the table and stood up, veins bulging on his forehead.

This was the first time Domi had ever seen the bald man so enraged; he was usually a very kind person.

It looked like something good was about to happen. He excitedly took a bite of the meat and gulped down a mouthful of wine.

"Slan! How dare you show your face here?"

If it weren't for you... if it weren't for you! Daniel wouldn't have died! You killed him, not us!

"Oh, really?" the man named Slan said sarcastically, "So you're just trying to wash your hands of all responsibility like that."

"I remember someone was greedy for the treasure chest in the maze, and ended up triggering a trap, which drove your entire team to the brink of destruction, right?"

"I just robbed someone on the way."

“To be honest…we’re both murderers, aren’t we, Albert?”

Without giving Albert a chance to refute, Slan turned around and left the tavern with his gang of followers.

As he walked, he kept saying things like, "It's so unlucky to eat with hypocrites."

Albert stood there with a gloomy face.

Anjie came over and comforted him, making him sit down again.

After sitting down, Albert picked up a glass filled with high-proof liquor and started drinking it without saying a word.

No matter how hard Barnett and Tashan tried to stop them, they couldn't.

"Let me drink!"

"That bastard is right! It was my greed that ruined Daniel! I'm a heinous bastard too!"

Amidst the initial chaos, only Florettis calmly offered advice:

"The fact that none of us objected to you at the time means that we all wanted the treasure in this chest."

"If that's the case, then we should all share this guilt."

“Afu is right!”

"Yes, Captain, you don't have to shoulder all the responsibility alone. You did your best to save him, didn't you..."

No matter how the other teammates tried to comfort him, only Albert himself knew that he was partly to blame for everything.

He slammed the wine glass on the table! The entire room fell silent instantly.

"Hold!"

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Chapter 124, Section 123: Arena has finally made something of herself!

Because of Lance's arrival and Albert's loss of composure, the meal was called off.

However, Domi and Forty-Seven ate quite a lot.

After all, they ate when they were supposed to, they ate when Lance and Albert were arguing, and they ate even when everyone else was silent.

They were completely unaffected by the atmosphere, and their indifference to the situation played a significant role in this.

He wasn't a member of the 'long-range turret' team, and he couldn't be bothered with their petty squabbles with the other team. He just watched the show from the sidelines, and even found himself eating something delicious.

At night.

Domi, finding it troublesome, simply followed Albert and the others to choose a hotel.

Adventurers are quite adept at spotting shops; they can immediately identify the best inn with the best ambiance.

If there weren't truly no rooms available, I would never have allowed myself to sleep in a run-down hotel.

"Boss, two single rooms."

Domi took out the coins corresponding to the two rooms and placed them on the counter.

"Okay!"

Just as the boss was looking for the room key, Forty-Seven tugged at Domi's sleeve and shook his head at him.

Although he didn't speak, Domi could probably guess what was going on:

"Don't you want to book two rooms?"

He nodded.

"Because that would separate us, and it would be inconvenient for you to protect my safety?"

He nodded again.

"Okay, okay, I got it. Boss, I'll book a double room then."

"Uh... okay! Oh, by the way, guest, there's no private bathroom in the room, but there is a public bathhouse at the end of this corridor. Feel free to use it if needed..."

Use the key to open their room.

There were two beds side by side inside, with an aisle in between. Near the door was a wardrobe, and on the other side were a window and a desk.

It's a bit simple, but it has everything you need.

"Ah~~ A human bed!" Domi plopped down on the slightly cool bed, his face full of enjoyment.

"These days I ride in a carriage every day, every single day. Whether I open my eyes or close them, it's still a carriage. I guess I've even developed hemorrhoids from all the riding."

Forty-seven stood aside watching his young master grumble to himself.