This adventurer is overly righteous.

Chapter 87 The Goblin's Contact

Your generosity in upholding a friendship is commendable.

[Moderate increase in magic power]

After Kroya left Lejin's blacksmith shop, he was about to return to his small room rented in the Adventurers' Guild when Miss Milly at the front desk called him back and handed him a letter.

"Someone asked me to hand this over to you."

Miss Millie shrugged.

"Okay, thank you." Kroya nodded his thanks, then returned to his room and opened the envelope. The first thing he noticed was the signature at the end of the letter.

Logan

Logan contacted Kroya and left a meeting address in the letter. Since there was no rush, Kroya washed up, rinsed off the sweat he had shed while learning forging, changed into clean clothes, and headed there immediately.

"Hello there."

Kroya wandered around White Rock Town for a long time, watching the houses in front of him gradually get shorter and shorter. After finally confirming the house numbers, he knocked on the wooden door, which seemed rather tiny to him, and it made a loud banging sound.

The door opened, and Logan urged Chroya to come in quickly, while reminding Chroya to be careful not to bump his head.

"This is terrible."

Logan complained to Kroya as he walked.

"Not only has Adrian escaped, but the Adventurers' Guild hasn't been able to find out who among them is colluding with the vampires..."

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The two sat on the sofa. Kroya could take up the space of two goblins by herself. Logan then started brewing tea and serving some snacks, some of which were prepared in human form.

"I feel like I'm doomed!"

Logan ate the pastry in large bites, biting it into pieces with great force, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

"Now those guys will definitely make me their primary target."

"Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Kroya comforted them, saying that now that they were a goblin and a human, they were in the same boat and could be considered a pair of star-crossed lovers. Escaping from the cave did not mean they were completely safe; many troubles awaited them.

"I've already..."

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Looking at the pastries in his hand, Chloe decided it was best not to say anything.

"Luckily, I took leave and don't have to work." Logan sighed. His internal organs were slightly damaged, which allowed him to take some time off to recuperate—although he had already been healed by magic from the Adventurers' Guild's mage.

"After all, I dare not go out now."

For a skilled spies like Logan, who excels at stealth, the wilderness is actually quite safe. Very few monsters can see through their disguises. However, considering that he seems to have provoked some formidable organization, Logan thinks it's better to back down.

Staying in White Rock Town is safe enough; with the priest in the church in charge, the vampires won't dare to cause trouble.

Logan specifically left a letter asking Kroya to come find him, not to complain, and they quickly got down to business.

  

"Based on the magician's analysis of the altar, we speculate that the vampire is probably searching for the legendary Nibelungen!"

Wow.

"Aren't you surprised at all?" Logan looked at Kroya's calm expression. Although he had pretended to be surprised and shocked, Kroya was not good at lying and Logan saw through him immediately. "That's Nibelungen, the former land of dwarves, the golden city. The adventurers' guild in Whitestone Town has been trying to find its traces all along."

"I just found out about it myself. They have preserved Adrian's altar for future research. Maybe in the future, we will be able to explore the Nibelungen region as well."

If it were the first time he had heard it, Kroya would have been very surprised, but he had already been surprised by Lejin, so when Logan said it again, he had a calm reaction.

It took Logan a long time to accept that Kroya was not surprised at all. In the meantime, he ate several bites of pastry and drank a large gulp of tea.

"Alright," Logan put down his teacup, still unconvinced, "but you'll be surprised when you see this."

Logan took out the token that Reginald had entrusted to him and handed it to Kroya.

Kroya carefully examined the token. The craftsman who made it must have had extraordinary skills. Kroya could recognize several special processes that ordinary people could hardly imitate. Holding it in his hand, it had a uniform weight and felt excellent.

"This was bestowed upon you by Lord Reginald, the Earl who is in charge of managing this area. I am merely responsible for delivering it to you," Logan said, seeing the questioning look on Kroya's face.

"That count seems to be interested in befriending you. You can use this token to visit his castle and exchange it for a minor title and a piece of land."

This is undoubtedly a great gift, after all, although most adventurers have become drunkards and gamblers, their initial intentions were by no means like this.

Accumulate wealth, increase popularity, and finally gain the favor of a nobleman to become one of his subordinates, thus completely escaping the miserable life of the lower class—although most of these adventurers are quite adept at seeking pleasure.

It can be said that the token that Kroya is holding now basically represents the lifelong goal of most low-level adventurers.

"Then forget it, I'm not really interested in this." Kroya shook his head, fiddling with the token in his hand, regarding it as some kind of craft.

It's better to be a priest than a minor nobleman.

"However, this token has another function: you can use it to join the winter hunting party formed by Count Reginald."

Seeing that Kroya seemed indifferent to titles and land, Logan couldn't help but continue, saying that in his eyes, this token was quite valuable.

"A winter hunting party?"

"That's right." Seeing that Kroya seemed interested in this, Logan sighed. He felt that perhaps Kroya was actually an adventurous person at heart, not interested in wealth or fame, but rather preferring exploration.

"In winter, the thick fog that shrouds the Misty Forest will dissipate, and the powerful monsters within will fall into slumber. Count Reginald will gather powerful adventurers to join his men in venturing deep into the Misty Forest to hunt for rare monster pelts and other magical materials."

"Will it be dangerous?"

Kroya was indeed very interested in this, and if it was safe enough, he was considering joining. There would definitely be a hero-level adventurer in Reginald's team, and he could take this opportunity to witness the power of a hero-level adventurer.

However, besides that, Kroya had heard that most of these heroic adventurers possessed unique bloodlines, some even being alien races like elves. He had only seen these alien races in books before, and Kroya would be happy to see them in real life.