I’m not Goblin Slayer Chapter 092

Gauss clenched his fist.

With every movement, power and magic surged within his body. He felt that even if several of his former selves stood before him, he would now be able to defeat them with relative ease.

One must know that during his apprentice stage, his combat power was already quite formidable.

If it were other ordinary apprentices, the number they could face simultaneously would be much greater.

No wonder he had felt those professionals in town were so terrifying before.

Professionals possessed much stronger physical attributes than apprentices, and the solidified class further enhanced the essence of their power, helping their skills unleash their proper effects.

In comparison, the skills mastered during the apprentice stage were like castrated versions.

Professionals represented a crushing defeat in terms of life level and power essence for apprentices.

“Finally, I’ve become a professional.”

Gauss opened the window.

The clamor from outside the window poured into the secret room—clear, layered sound waves, the rumble of carriage wheels over bluestone, vendors hawking, children playing…

Looking at the bustling scene on the street, he was filled with emotion.

It was mostly a feeling of sudden enlightenment, a sense of “the world has suddenly widened.”

To be honest, ever since he transmigrated to this world, he had always felt a trembling, cautious sense of unease.

It wasn’t until now, officially stepping into the professional rank and leaving the common populace, that he finally felt a preliminary sense of control over his own destiny.

His mind was very calm now.

His demeanor, too, had become more serene and composed without him even realizing it.

After watching the street view for a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze.

He first went to the bathroom in the secret room for a cold shower, then changed into fresh, clean clothes.

He pushed open the heavy secret room door.

A waiting staff member outside the door was startled.

Seeing Gauss walk out, the person was clearly stunned.

She had seen Gauss before.

But the Gauss before her seemed like a different person, his demeanor completely changed. He had shed some of the youthful awkwardness he previously had, suddenly becoming calm and introverted, and possessing an unhurried sense of composure, like a piece of jade polished to reveal its inner radiance.

“Mr. Gauss… you, you successfully advanced?” The staff member’s tone held a hint of reverence.

“Yes,” Gauss nodded, his smile peaceful.

The staff member’s expression grew even more respectful.

“How long have I been inside?”

“It’s been five days.”

Five days? Gauss was a little surprised to hear that.

No wonder he felt like he had a long dream when he woke up just now.

It turned out he had been in a deep sleep for five full days; that explained it.

“Is Lawrence here?”

“The Vice President is here. He also instructed me to notify him as soon as you came out.” The staff member bowed, then quickly walked towards Lawrence’s office.

Gauss looked at her cautious demeanor and couldn’t help but shake his head.

Gauss didn’t have many thoughts about her drastically changed attitude.

After all, the status of a professional was just that significant.

Even an employee of a civilian organization was well aware of the power professionals possessed.

These humans who wielded great power each needed to be treated with caution.

Because ordinary people could never know a professional’s temperament, and although the probability was small, if they encountered an extreme professional, offending them could bring disaster upon themselves.

While Gauss was thinking.

A hurried, rushed sound of footsteps approached.

It was Lawrence.

The moment he saw Gauss, his pupils sharply contracted.

As a spellcaster apprentice, he could feel the powerful aura emanating from Gauss much more than an ordinary person—a spiritual oppression from a higher rank to a lower one.

That aura of a superior made his movements visibly stiffen, and he uncontrollably became flustered.

He had been about to step forward and pat Gauss on the shoulder, but after rubbing the corner of his clothes, his hand ultimately failed to lift.

“It’s been a long time. I didn’t expect this cultivation to last five days,” Gauss broke the silence first.

Seeing Gauss speak first, Lawrence subtly relaxed a bit.

“It’s not that long, really. Some apprentices at this stage continue for several weeks or even months; that’s normal. Gauss, your speed is already very fast.”

“Is that so… By the way, Lawrence, how much is the rent for this secret room? I’ll pay you.” Gauss turned his head to look at the secret room behind him.

“No need, these are benefits our Mutual Aid Association members are entitled to, a public service, no charge,” Lawrence shook his head repeatedly. “Besides, we’re friends.”

“Alright, then if there’s anything I can help with in the future, just say the word.”

Seeing this, Gauss knew he definitely wouldn’t accept money from him, so he simply said.

During his time in Absinthe Town, Lawrence had also been busy helping him quite a lot. If it weren’t for him, his advancement to a professional probably wouldn’t have been so smooth.

He wasn’t an ungrateful person.

“Look at you, saying that. It’s not like I helped you for this reason…” Lawrence complained on the surface, but a smile bloomed on his face.

Actually, he didn’t really lack a promise from Gauss.

After all, if there was truly something, he would definitely prioritize spending money to commission the Adventurer’s Guild; things that could be solved with money were best solved with money.

But Gauss having such an attitude still made him feel a sense of being valued.

This was a friendship from a genius spellcaster.

Something that money couldn’t buy.

“Let’s go eat first, Parker’s Tavern?”

…

Inside the gently rocking carriage.

Gauss pulled back the canvas and looked at the scenery outside the carriage.

Grayrock Town had arrived.

He jumped off the carriage.

Waiting for the gate guards to inspect, he wondered if it was his illusion.

He felt that the inspection this time seemed faster than usual.

He pondered for a moment.

In these past few days, he had completely reined in his aura.

Logically speaking, ordinary guards shouldn’t be able to sense his identity.

So, could it be the effect of his Charm increasing to 7 points?

After all, humans are always visual and perceptive creatures.

A handsome young man with an outstanding demeanor versus a fierce-looking strongman—which one is more dangerous and requires more scrutiny is obvious at a glance.

So, high Charm still had its benefits.

Gauss walked into Grayrock Town.

Grayrock Town was where his adventure began, and now that he had advanced to a professional, it was far from the end.

Many exciting adventures and journeys awaited him in the future.

Of course, the most important thing was to be assessed as a Bronze-ranked adventurer, which he needed to do back at his registration location.

This identity badge, recognized by the Adventurer’s Guild, was quite useful.

On one hand, it was the most direct proof of his professional rank; simply showing it, even ordinary people would immediately know his identity as a professional, saving a lot of trouble.

On the other hand, only with a Bronze-ranked adventurer badge could he access a wider variety of quests.

Moreover, the Adventurer’s Guild’s internal exchange shop and welfare policies would then open up to him.

Gauss had no intention of feigning weakness; he only wanted to quickly obtain an identity that matched his strength.

Besides, the quests accessible to ordinary low-level adventurers were too “simple and trivial.”

Although he might still take on these “simple” quests to fill his bestiary in the short term, it didn’t mean he wasn’t curious about higher-level quests.

If one quest could involve killing forty or fifty goblins, the efficiency would definitely be higher than killing ten or twenty at a time.

After all, one had to consider the significant amount of travel time spent on the road, which was also a considerable time cost.

After arriving at the Adventurer’s Guild in Grayrock Town.

Gauss stood in the hall and observed for a moment.

Among the several counters, he found a familiar figure; Petra was on duty today.

After patiently queuing at her counter.

It wasn’t long before it was Gauss’s turn.

“Next.”

Gauss stepped forward.

Petra looked up and saw a handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes.

Both strange and familiar.

She was stunned for a moment before remembering who the person in front of her was.

With a hint of probing, she spoke.

“Is that you, Gauss?”

“Long time no see, Petra.”

Seeing him respond, Petra breathed a sigh of relief; she hadn’t seen Gauss for quite some time.

She had even thought something might have happened to him.

“It has been a long time.”

“Because I recently went to Absinthe Town.”

Petra’s golden eyes scanned Gauss up and down, feeling an inexplicable change about him.

It was as if… as if he were one of those professionals she had encountered.

But soon, she laughed at her own unrealistic thoughts.

How could that be?

She had been responsible for Gauss’s adventurer registration at the time, so she had some understanding of his situation.

For a rookie who had registered as an adventurer less than two months ago to directly advance to a professional was simply a pipe dream.

Such speed, let alone for a hunter boy from a remote small town, even for those genius professionals in the capital with resources and talent far exceeding ordinary people, it wouldn’t be much faster, would it?