Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

“Dad! Come over here! This is Big Brother Lance, the one who saved us in the forest last time!”

Seeing his father appear, Toby excitedly jogged forward and loudly introduced him.

Toby’s father stepped forward twice and carefully sized Lance up from head to toe.

Because of a certain special specialty, he could sense the terrifying explosive power hidden within Lance’s body.

Then, this iron tower-like man let out a hearty laugh.

He extended that massive hand and unceremoniously slapped Lance’s shoulder.

“Good lad! You’ve trained this body really solidly!”

The force behind that slap was immense, roughly equivalent to taking a punch from a Hobgoblin. An ordinary adventurer would probably stagger from it.

But under the constant effect of Lance’s Breathing Technique, the strength merely made him sway slightly while his feet remained firmly rooted in place.