This adventurer is overly righteous.

After confirming the improvement in his attribute level, Kroya felt satisfied. After washing up, he went to bed. Compared to the harsh environment of the wilderness, even a somewhat dilapidated bed felt incredibly comfortable, and Kroya quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Croya went to church again to pray, expressing his gratitude to the gods and reciting hymns one by one, which took quite a while, so much so that Croya decided to combine breakfast and lunch.

Kroya called over Leijin, and he took the repaired weapons and equipment from Leijin, and together they headed to the White Mushroom Tavern.

According to common sense, drinking and having a big meal should be left for the evening, so Kroya naturally assumed that the White Mushroom Tavern would be deserted at noon, with very few adventurers, allowing him and Lejin to have a quiet meal.

But Kroya was wrong. When he handed his weapons to the guard at the door and stepped inside with Leijin, there were still many adventurers sitting inside, making a great commotion.

It seems that goblin extermination missions give adventurers more time to enjoy themselves. After all, these adventurers spend the whole day inside after earning their money, until their money is completely spent on drinks and food...

To Croa's surprise, he actually saw Carter in the tavern. The two hadn't seen each other for more than a month and were quite happy to sit at the same round table for a meal.

The dwarf Leijin had no objection, since Carter had also asked him to buy weapons.

"A stew, a white bread, a roast meat with all the seasonings and a rich sauce, and a creamy cod soup." Croya is a rule-abiding person who only tries anything new cautiously. This is reflected in his eating habits, where there is only one dish he is unsure about at a time. "Add a tomato baked bean."

"A total of 94 copper coins..."

Kroya realized that he might have picked up some of the bad habits of adventurers, spending money rather extravagantly. So he silently decided that he could only have this one luxurious meal when he returned from completing a mission, in order to uphold the divine commandment and remain frugal.

The gods are pleased when you resolve in your heart to obey the commandments.

[The effect of divine favor has been slightly increased.]

  

"I heard you went on a goblin hunting mission?" Carter spoke first, starting the conversation while waiting for the food to be served. "And you had quite a successful one."

"Not bad," Kroya said casually. He disdained lying, but he was also a little curious. "How did you know?"

"Did Miss Millie tell you?" Kroya knew very few people in the Adventurers' Guild, and for a moment he could only think that it was Miss Millie who did it.

If Miss Millie is prone to leaking information, Croya might need to reconsider whether she's worth getting to know better, even if she's only sharing her information with Carter, her ostensible friend.

"Because I also did some missions in that area," Carter said speechlessly. "I passed through a village and heard the villagers talking about a name—the White Hero."

"They say there was an adventurer who wiped out the goblins, returned the loot from the goblin lair to its original owner, and was always willing to grant any request..."

"I think it can only be you."

Kroya felt somewhat embarrassed, the thought that he had been praised as a hero by the villagers without his knowledge made him feel uneasy.

He felt he didn't quite deserve that title.

Although Kroya didn't say anything, Carter was already certain that the so-called white hero was him; a young man's face couldn't hide anything.

"I want to remind you that your situation is not very optimistic."

Once the awkward feeling in Croya's heart had subsided, Carter continued.

"Many adventurers will target you. Although they will hide well in front of you, they will try to take your life whenever they have the chance..." Carter's gaze swept across the interior of the tavern. The adventurers were drinking and looked drunk, while a few sober ones sat in the distance.

"You're too conspicuous. Many people have seen you in the wild, that's fine. You even came in yesterday afternoon carrying a big bag, that's fine too."

"But the adventurers heard from the villagers that you helped them get rid of the goblins. These three things together are problematic, very problematic."

"They're starting to suspect you, you know what I mean?" The waiter slowly walked over with a tray, and Carter leaned back in his chair, remaining silent.

A hazy steam rose from the surface of the dish as Croa pondered.

Carter only spoke after the waiter had served all the dishes, returned the change, and bowed before leaving.

"They're starting to suspect you. Do you have some kind of way of tracking goblins? Is that big bag full of goblin ears? How much money have you made...?" Carter stabbed his fork into the meat with so much force it almost pierced the plate, emphasizing his words, "and whether they can get what they want from you."

"I've already heard that a team of four experienced adventurers has been killed. A passing adventurer found the four bodies at the entrance of a goblin cave. They had identification tags around their necks, and all their wounds were sword wounds, fatal from a single blow..."

Carter described the gruesome scene, but Croya's expression remained subtle.

Because it seems... probably... maybe he did it.

"So I hope you'll behave yourself for now," Carter advised, not wanting to hear the news of Kroya's death in the wilderness one day. "Stay in White Rock and wait a bit."

This was easy for Croja, after all, he wasn't a gambler, nor was he overly addicted to alcohol, nor did he lust after women, and he had no debts; he lacked nothing.

"I only need to go out one last time," Kroya thought. He only needed to report the location of the main lair to the Adventurers' Guild, and someone would take care of those goblins.

After several upgrades, the range of Kroya's malice perception ability has expanded significantly, rendering many conventional methods meaningless to him.

However, considering the various magical items that adventurers might possess, Kroya felt that the danger was considerable.

What if the other party has some kind of tracking device?

From a safety perspective, it would be better for Kroya to stay in Whitestone Town. However, he also felt that the goblin problem could not be delayed, since he had prayed to the gods for help. Hesitating now might displease the gods.

It wasn't until after lunch that Croya made his decision.

"Go ask God."