Chapter 90: The New Life
The morning air smelled like bread, iron, and a hint of monster slime.
Darin, a goblin teen, stretched in front of his small house. His old wooden spear leaned against the wall, chipped from yesterday's hunt. A bronze card hung from his belt, lightly scratched but gleaming with pride.
"Morning, Darin!" a human boy called from across the street, carrying a crate of vegetables.
"Hey, Luro," Darin waved. "Off to sell those?"
"Yeah. Gonna try the north market today."
Darin gave him a nod and turned to look at the street. It used to be quiet here. Just scattered huts, dirt paths, and silence. Now? Children ran with wooden swords. Smoke drifted from chimneys. A few shops already had signs, like Mira's Meals or Kara's Cloths.
He touched the ring on his finger—the status ring. Tap once, and it glowed.
Name: Darin
Race: Goblin
Class: None
Level: 4