Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Before the two guards could even react, they simultaneously felt a hand suddenly clamp down onto their shoulders.

Both guards immediately felt displeased and turned their heads at the same time.

Standing between them was a young man with black hair and black eyes. A harmless smile hung from the corners of his lips as he quietly looked at them.

“Who the hell are you? Looking to die or what—”

The skinny guard was just about to curse.

But in the next second, both of their expressions changed simultaneously.

To their horror, they discovered that the arm resting on their shoulders suddenly tightened.

The terrifying grip strength transmitted through it made them feel as though their shoulder blades were crying out in agony.

The two men were forcibly pinned in place by that overwhelming brute force. They could not even struggle slightly.

Just like that,