I’m not Goblin Slayer Chapter 055

Black Anvil Workshop.

Returning to a familiar place, Gauss looked at the shop with a flood of emotions.

The last time he was here, he was a novice who had just completed a mission.

He knew nothing about the life of an adventurer or the supernatural system of this world.

Now, he was on the right path.

He walked into the blacksmith shop.

Unexpectedly, Gauss didn’t see the figure he had expected.

The person responsible for greeting customers at the front was a face he didn’t recognize.

“Welcome, customer, to the Black Anvil Workshop. Are you looking for any weapons or equipment?”

A freckled boy stepped forward, a smile on his face.

Seeing the man who walked into the shop dressed in standard adventurer gear, armored and sword in hand, he knew that the probability was high that this person wasn’t just a random passerby asking for prices.

“I want to buy a short sword,” Gauss said after looking around for a while.

Although he already owned multiple weapons—a dagger, a rapier, and a bone staff—he thought it over and decided to add a short sword.

A light dagger was small and light, suitable for close-quarters concealment and emergencies, but for short-range frontal combat, a dagger was still less reliable than a short sword.

As for why he needed a short sword when he already had a rapier, it was to account for the possibility of encountering more diverse combat environments in the future.

In relatively narrow environments like caves and caverns, a short sword was more effective.

Of course, the main reason was that he currently had some cash on hand.

Carrying more weapons was never a bad thing; he could always choose the appropriate equipment to deal with enemies based on need.

Choosing a short sword wasn’t complicated; he just needed to pick one that looked well-made.

Short swords were also one of the mainstream backup weapons for many adventurers, so the shop had a large stock, all standard short swords. There was no difference which one he chose.

“By the way, if you don’t mind me asking, where did Marin go?” Gauss asked casually while checking out.

The new shop assistant looked at him warily.

“I’m his friend. I remember he was still working here last time I came.”

The freckled boy replied.

“He quit his job last week and went home. I heard he’s planning to become an adventurer.” He shook his head as he spoke.

“I don’t know who tricked Marin. The shop owner tried to persuade him to stay, but he didn’t listen. In the end, the shop owner even sponsored a weapon for him.”

The freckled boy’s face was full of confusion.

Gauss, the “culprit,” felt a bit awkward listening.

He knew that Marin was probably influenced by him, especially the last time he came when Shop Owner Gron temporarily appraised his Life Magic Stone at two gold coins, which greatly stimulated Marin.

Perhaps that incident made him feel the illusion that if Gauss could do it, then he could too.

Leaving the blacksmith shop, he didn’t disturb Gron, who was busy forging in the backyard.

Thinking of Marin, he felt a little wistful.

He actually wanted to say that if he didn’t have a cheat like the Adventurer’s Handbook, he probably wouldn’t have chosen to become an adventurer.

“May he be safe,” Gauss shook his head.

For Marin’s choice, he could only offer blessings, hoping to see him again in the future.

He didn’t have many acquaintances in this world.

Considering it from Marin’s perspective, Gauss didn’t think becoming an adventurer would be more promising than being a blacksmith.

In terms of income, a qualified blacksmith could surpass most low-level adventurers, and it was stable and safe.

The upper limit for adventurers was higher, but the work carried a high risk factor, and most people found it difficult to reach the upper echelons. If one only mingled at the bottom, unless they truly longed for that life, he found it hard to imagine why they would give up the iron rice bowl of a blacksmith apprentice.

Gauss turned and walked towards the Adventurers’ Guild.

The common low-level monsters around Grayrock Town were probably still kobolds, giant rats, and mermen.

He didn’t have the idea of being overly selective.

First, after collecting five types of monster illustrations, the system would randomly draw a certain talent ability from any of the five monsters already killed.

The other four slots were already filled, so even if he carefully chose the last monster, it would only be a one-fifth probability.

Moreover, even if it happened to be the fifth monster, he might not necessarily get the desired ability.

It was better to leave it to fate.

“It looks like everyone rested well.” Levin said with a smile, looking at the spirited group.

Although nothing unexpected happened on their return, everyone still had some lingering mental shadows left by the ghoul.

After a few days of rest, the more experienced adventurers quickly adjusted their emotions and states.

You never know if your next adventure quest will be your last, but if you still harbor aspirations of becoming a professional, you must overcome the fear of the unknown and continue to advance cautiously.

The members of the Night Owl Squad clearly possessed this awareness.

“I’m ready to show what I can do at any moment.” Doyle clenched his fists, his gaze sweeping over his teammates.

When he saw Gauss, his gaze paused, then his eyes narrowed as he carefully scrutinized him from head to toe.

To be honest, although he didn’t want to admit it, Gauss had always been a key focus for him.

Firstly, this was out of respect for “the strong,” and secondly, he also wanted to learn the reasons for Gauss’s growth by observing him.

Therefore, he was very sensitive to Gauss’s changes.

Seeing him again today, he felt that Gauss’s aura had undergone some indescribable changes compared to a few days ago.

It was as if some shackles had been broken.

Gauss felt a little unnerved by his intense gaze.

Based on the memories in his mind, he knew that this (different world) also had a small number of people with orientations different from the norm.

And although this body’s Charm was still 5 points, Gauss felt it might be close to 6 points.

It just seemed that this panel didn’t have a rounding system.

So whether it was 5.1 or 5.9, the system would display it as 5.

The reason he believed his Charm was almost 6 points was not out of narcissism.

But there were ample reasons. First, his foundation was already good. Plus, during this period, he had been eating well and getting good nutrition, making his body stronger, and his vitality and demeanor had improved, so an increase in Charm was normal.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to describe him as quite handsome.

“Let me just say, I like women.” Gauss, feeling helpless under Doyle’s gaze, blurted out.

The others first looked odd, then followed his gaze.

They saw Doyle, who seemed “stunned,” and their gazes changed slightly.

Especially the archer, Oliver, who was originally standing beside Doyle, had silently retreated several steps at some point.

Noticing his companions’ strange looks, Doyle, who had been engrossed in his own thoughts, looked around at his teammates in confusion.

He looked at Oliver, wanting him to explain what happened.

“I like women too,” Oliver said cautiously.

It was only then that Doyle belatedly realized, his face instantly flushing red.

After a small interlude, the laughing crowd entered the Adventurers’ Guild hall.

Levin, walking at the very front, sighed inwardly.

It wasn’t just Doyle who could observe the change in Gauss’s aura; he, as a shield soldier with keen intuition, could too.

Had he gotten stronger again? he thought silently.

If this continues, I’m afraid we won’t be able to keep up with Gauss’s progress.

For a team, if the strength gap between one member and the others widens too quickly, it also means that the day of farewell won’t be far off.

Because that would not benefit either side. The stronger party would be dragged down and their progress slowed. And the weaker party, due to overly safe protection, would gradually lose their drive to advance, and over time, the door to becoming a professional would close to them.

This was a very frightening thing for adventurers who yearned to step into the professional ranks.

After all, if they were just seeking safety, why would they become adventurers? Wouldn’t staying in town be more peaceful?

Levin understood that separation was probably inevitable.

However, even though he realized this, he wouldn’t choose to say it out loud.

“The usual?” Levin asked Gauss.

“Mhm.”

“Then I’ll go pick some.”