Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Lance did not treat the tactical reports she handed him as waste paper.

Without changing his expression, he tucked the parchment into a hardcover notebook he carried with him.

He already had a plan in mind.

On the last day of the internship, he would gather all the reports and reflections Cecilia wrote each day and have a craftsman bind them into an exclusive internship handbook.

Then he would give it to her as a graduation gift.

It would surely be a pleasant surprise.

Of course, for now, it had to remain a secret.

The two arrived at the Adventurers’ Guild hall.

Although they were still taking the same type of tasks as yesterday, Lance tore down twice as many task sheets as before.