Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

For academy-style novices who had grown up sheltered in a greenhouse-like environment since childhood, this was an extremely psychologically burdensome challenge.

If Cecilia could successfully overcome this mental barrier today and perform well in combat,

then over the next few days, he could consider taking this young girl to spend the night in the Copper Creek Forest and attempt those large-scale chain commissions that were farther away and offered higher rewards.

After making up his mind, Lance took the form and walked straight toward Nia’s window.

“Morning, Nia.”

Lance stepped up to the counter and pushed over the Goblin extermination commission form.

At the same time, he slightly lifted the hood over his head and gave the brown-haired girl inside a familiar smile.

“Morning, Lance!”

By now, Nia had already finished secretly observing Cecilia.