Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

After walking out of the guild entrance—

There was still plenty of time before he needed to go see Cecilia after picking up the gift. After all, birthdays were meant to be celebrated at night.

He planned to buy something for Uncle Ryan, since the other party had transferred that obviously precious special approval slot to him.

Both emotionally and logically, he should go check on him.

Recalling their earlier conversation at the veteran’s home, Lance could sense the sorrowful weariness hidden within Uncle Ryan’s tone.

He did not know whether Uncle Ryan was suffering from illness—

Or whether old age had caused him to lose hope in life.

Which was why, that day, he had spoken such heavy words as though explaining his final wishes.

Lance carefully searched through the fragmented memories from the original owner’s childhood.