An invincible journey starting from a different race

Celine finally mustered up the courage to stand up. She stood up tremblingly and said to Hathaway, "I'm not a dream girl, you can see that."

Hathaway looked intently at Celine, who was wearing the most revealing attire (her clothes were already tattered), and shook her head: "I really can't tell."

"I'm not a dream girl!" Celine pointed at Aesop with a trembling finger. "This guy, this guy molested me! Humiliated me! Whipped me!"

Everyone looked at Aesop again.

Hathaway felt a little unbelievable. After all, compared with the three people next to them who looked like they had been in the escort business for a long time, Aesop was too harmless, just like a student who had escaped from school.

But appearances are not to be judged, so Hathaway asked cautiously, "Is that true?"

Aesop thought for a moment and said, "She said she was an investigator."

"……What?"

"When did I ever say I was an investigator?" Celine was very annoyed. "Besides, what is an investigator?!"

"You're not an investigator, so why are you dressed like that?"

"Nonsense, I'm a thief, what do thieves know?" Celine pointed at her clothes and shouted, "Can't you see this? Can't you see this? This is such a professional nightgown?"

"You are a thief?" Aesop said with a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Yeah, what else?!"

"So what are you doing in my room?"

"Of course it's stealing, what else can I do!"

Celine thought Aesop was really stupid, asking such a meaningless question.

"That's no problem." Aesop nodded, then looked at Hathaway and pointed at Celine, "Madam Sheriff, you heard me, she's a thief who came to steal my things. Everything I did was self-defense. Please arrest her."

Hathaway: "..."

Celine: “…”

Abby: “…”

This... seems like something is wrong, but it also seems like nothing is wrong.

But no matter what, Hathaway was really impressed.

Celine pointed at Aesop's nose and couldn't say a word for a long time.

At this time, Abby jumped out with a quick mind and said, "Haha, actually, we are also dream girls. We were just role-playing. Can you guys not see it?"

There is no way. In Scattered Explosion City, Dream Girls are legal, but Thieves are illegal!

Admit that you are a nightmare girl, and if you mess up, you will get a lecture.

If you admit that you are a thief, you will go to jail!

So Abby winked at Celine frantically to get her to admit it.

However, at this moment, the real Dream Girl, who had been silent until now and had been knocked unconscious by Celine long ago, the one who played the thief, stood up and said, "She is not the Dream Girl at all! I am the Dream Girl, and she knocked me unconscious at the door!"

Abby was shocked. She didn't expect this to happen, so she subconsciously denied it and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"Oh, what evidence do I have?" The thief girl sneered and then took out a bundle of thin red ropes from behind her. "Look at mine, then look at yours. Do I need to tell you who's the professional? I don't even know what you're going to do with that rope!"

"This, this, this...whatever your rope is made of, ours is made of the same!"

As if she was waiting for her to say this, the thief girl picked up the red rope and slapped it hard on her thigh.

With a "pop" sound, only a faint red mark was left, which disappeared in a few breaths.

"Look, that's what professionalism is." The Dream Girl snorted, "It doesn't hurt anyone at all!"

"What's this?"

Abby sneered, then picked up Celine's rope and swung it down towards Celine's thigh.

There was a "pop" sound.

"Look, there's no reaction!"

Everyone lowered their heads, looking at the bloodstain on Celine's leg, and fell into silence.

Celine blinked her eyes, and when the pain came over her, she couldn't hold it back any longer and cried out "Wow".

Don't pity me

In the end, as expected, Celine and Abby were taken away by Sheriff Hathaway.

Hathaway didn't really want this to happen. After all, these two clowns...especially Celine, looked truly pitiful. But they were also truly clowns, leaving Hathaway with no reason not to take her. As for the rest of the group, especially the four men, even though Hathaway was annoyed with them, there was nothing she could do. After a long pause, she could only manage to say, "Don't spend so much money next time," before leaving.

On the way to the prison, Celine was still crying, and Abby had to comfort her.

"It's okay. This is an attempted theft. We won't be locked up for a few days."

Celine was still crying.

"Alright, alright." There was no other way. Although Celine was nominally her sister and even a mother figure to Abby, at this moment, Abby felt more like a mother. "People make mistakes, and horses stumble."

Xilin cried even harder: "Why did you betray me? ahhhhhhh?"

Abby: “?”

After a round of communication and explanation, Abby finally understood everything and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"Although I thought you were stupid, I still didn't expect you to be this stupid." Abby said, "Why don't you change your job? I don't think a career like a thief, which relies on brains and skills, is suitable for you."

"Wow, wow, you despise me too!" Celine said, "Why do you think I became a thief? Isn't it because I can't be a magician? If I were a normal elf, how could I not be a magician? If my mother wasn't..."

Here it comes, it’s about to start again, it’s about to start again.

Whenever Celine fell into this state of self-destruction, she would start to complain about her bad luck. If her mother hadn't been human, she wouldn't be an incomplete elf. If she hadn't been an incomplete elf, her magic wouldn't have been blocked. If her magic hadn't been blocked, she wouldn't have had to abandon her career as a magician to become a thief. If she hadn't been a thief, she wouldn't have suffered the injustice she is now suffering.

This familiar complaint made Abby want to cover her ears reflexively.

"Okay, please stop talking." Abby said, "That guy didn't really do anything to you, did he?"

Celine cried, "What do you say?! I'm not clean anymore, sob."

Abby was shocked: "He had sex with you?!"

"That's not the case."

"Then he XXXXXXXed you (sensitive word)?"

"That's not the case."

"So what did he do to you?"

Xilin gritted her teeth and said, "He insulted my dignity!"

"Did he call you a cousin?"

"No." Celine shook her head and said, "He said I was an elf. Why didn't I feel any magic after all this time?"

Abby: “…”

"I, Celine, will not be an elf until I have my revenge!" Celine clenched her fists tightly and swore to the heavens, "If one day I can find a way to increase my magic power, I will do to him what that guy did to me. I will..."

He suddenly stopped in the middle of saying something harsh, followed by an abrupt "Hey"?

"What's wrong?" Abby looked at Celine.

Celine looked at her palm with some confusion, where azure magic was swirling.

"My magic..." she murmured, "loose?"

……

Back here, the group that was originally full of enthusiasm lost interest after being interrupted like this.

Bruce, in particular, felt that his brother had been through a lot recently. After a battle of that magnitude, not only had he not been able to properly recuperate, but he had also been frightened today. He was already utterly exhausted, and no matter how much he shouted, "Rise and fight, my brother," he wouldn't stand up again. There was no other choice but to stop for now, or Bruce would really have to go to Ganchu to compete.

The only exception was Aesop, who wanted to continue acting, after all, he had only played half of the plot before. Unfortunately, the female lead had been replaced, and the original female lead was hit on the head by the fake female lead, and now she was dizzy, so she had to give up regretfully.

"Forget it, I'd better get some rest." Stank sighed heavily, "This place is too scary. I'd better wait until I finish the mission and return to Dream Town Happy."

"agree."

Jer nodded tiredly. He didn't know when it started, but it became difficult to be happy as much as he wanted. Accidents would happen no matter what. He felt really tired.

So, the few people, exhausted both physically and mentally, went back to the hotel to rest.

The next day, the three of them brought Aesop to the Adventurer's Association.

It was called a guild, but on the surface it looked little more like a tavern than a drinking and dining pavilion. Adventurers sat in groups of three or four, drinking and boasting, their eyes constantly darting to and fro over the maids.

The only difference is that the notice board has a task list instead of an assessment guide.

"Let me see what quests I can take." Stank walked to the notice board, stroking his chin as he looked at it. "Escorting caravans... Mining... Exploring dungeons... Ugh, they're all small quests, and the rewards aren't that much..."

"There's nothing I can do about it. Scattered Explosion City is so small." Jer spread his hands and said, "If you want to make money, you shouldn't come to this place."

"That's true, indeed." Bruce nodded in agreement.

Before Aesop could speak, a charming female voice sounded beside them.

"Hey, hey, it looks like he's a great adventurer from out of town. Does he look down on our little place so much?"

A few people turned around and saw a pretty winged person in a maid outfit smiling at them.

"Are you... the poster girl of this association?" asked Stank.

Aesop was a little curious: "What is a poster girl?"

"Ah... the Adventurer's Guild, or the Adventurer's Tavern?" Jer said. "Its main purpose is to stimulate adventurers to take part in adventuring activities. This isn't just about using money to stimulate them, there are other aspects as well, such as..."

"Sexy." The winged poster girl licked her lips and said seductively, "As long as you complete certain tasks, you can engage in some erotic activities with me, the poster girl. In short, complete the tasks I assign, and I'll be yours tonight."

Aesop suddenly realized: "So it can be done this way."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. I didn't expect a small-town adventurer's tavern like this to have a poster girl as pretty as you." Stank suddenly became interested. "So, what's your special commission?"

"Same rules, I'll just entrust you with the mess."

It was another new term. Before Aesop could ask, Bruce promptly explained, "A bad commission is one that, for various reasons, no adventurer is willing to take. These commissions drag on for too long and become a bad mess. The more bad commissions there are, the worse the reputation of the Adventurer's Guild becomes."

"No, no, no." The winged poster girl shook her finger and said with a smile, "How can it be bad for the reputation of the association? It should be said that it is bad for the reputation of the adventurers. After all, it is the adventurers who dare not accept the commission, not the association."

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with saying this, so no one objected.

"No one wants to take it. Is it because it's too dangerous?" Aesop asked again.

The winged poster girl turned her gaze to Aesop and said with a smile, "Looks like this is your first time here, little brother. Aren't you even an official adventurer yet?"

Aesop nodded: "I never take risks."

"I see." The winged poster girl seemed to be more interested in Aesop. "So, are you here to register as an official adventurer this time?"

"Yes." Stanton answered for Aesop. He stepped forward, patted Aesop on the shoulder, and said, "Don't underestimate him. My brother is very powerful."

"I don't underestimate him, but there are so many adventurers who are good at boasting. Every day someone comes to me and brags about their abilities." The winged man's poster girl narrowed her eyes and said, "You have to talk about all kinds of abilities, but the more such people are, the weaker their strength is. So, little brother, you'd better not be so confident."

Jer waved his hand and said, "There's really no point in talking nonsense. Just let him prove himself. He's a magician. You have a crystal to measure magic power here, right?"

"Yes... and no." The winged poster girl blinked, "There are similar alternatives, but I don't know if you are willing to challenge it~"

"what?"

The winged poster girl turned around and lifted up her clothes in front of everyone, giving everyone a feast for the eyes while being shocked.

"You are... huh?"

Jer was about to ask her what she was doing when he was surprised to find that her smooth lower back was covered with runes.

"This is the tool we use to test magic power here," the winged poster girl said to the crowd with a sweet smile. "This elf boy should recognize this rune. This rune can be used to test the strength of magic power."

Everyone looked at Jer, who nodded and said, "Indeed, it can. Although it is essentially a defensive rune used to resist magical attacks, it can convert magical attacks that directly damage the body into other negative effects. The specific function depends on the rune."

"Yes, it hurts." The winged poster girl said slowly, "You injected magic power into my body, and I can judge the strength of your magic power through the pain reaction."

"Tsk, are you a masochist?"

"Yeah, it's a shame. After all these years, no one has ever been able to torture me." The winged poster girl's words were three parts temptation and three parts contempt. "Most people, no matter how hard they try, can only make me feel like, ah, did I just get pricked by a needle? But don't worry, even if it's the slightest pain, I can tell the specific intensity."