A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War!

“This is Therian Merchant Caravan!” Kaiyan thought.

Guiding him all the way to the front of Merchant Guild, Bisel had insisted on personally providing the directions. “Even knowing the location would have been enough, but Bisel insisted on bringing me to the front of Therian Merchant Caravan,” Kaiyan thought.

“It’s bigger than I thought,” he remarked, gazing at the impressive scale of the building. It was evident that the magnitude of the upper section surpassed that of a small village. With such a size, it could easily sustain his former ruined hometown.

“Hmm? It’s not that big. It’s about the size of a medium-sized guild,” Bisel commented.

“Is that so?” Kaiyan was taken aback once again.

He marveled at the fact that this was merely the size of a medium-sized building. “I made the right choice by participating in the request. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known,” he thought. The experience of accumulating knowledge about how the world operates became apparent once again. After all, the world doesn’t revolve around a single individual.

“Come on, let’s go inside!” Bisel exclaimed, taking the lead and opening the door to the Therian Merchant Caravan building. Kaiyan followed him, entering the building where boxes filled with various items were scattered around, and workers, likely laborers, moved busily.

Lost in amazement at his surroundings, Kaiyan was startled when Bisel tapped his shoulder. “Kaiyan! Say hello. This is Mr. Jansen, the owner of Therian Merchant Caravan,” Bisel introduced.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Kaiyan,” he greeted politely.

“Haha, pleased to meet you too. As Bisel mentioned, I am Jansen Gebanak. Feel free to call me Jansen,” Mr. Jansen responded.

Kaiyan couldn’t help but notice that Jansen gave off the impression Uncle Jeff had warned him about. There was something unsettling about Jansen’s smiling face, a discrepancy between his smiling mouth and his eyes. He seemed like someone on Uncle Jeff’s list of people to be cautious of. Nonetheless, Kaiyan couldn’t deny the need to be careful.

“Mr. Jansen, we’re leaving tomorrow, but what brings you here? If you need any assistance, please don’t hesitate to let me know,” Jansen inquired.

“Haha, I appreciate the offer, but it’s not about that. It’s because my friend Kaiyan here wants to participate in the request,” Bisel explained.

“A request? Well… as long as he has the appropriate rank, it doesn’t matter,” Jansen replied.

While saying that, Jansen examined Kaiyan from head to toe, a smile adorning his face. It seemed as if Jansen was dismissing him, implying, “Of course, you don’t have the qualifications.”

“Well, that should be fine! Kaiyan is a B-rank mercenary!” Bisel proudly announced.

“What? Did you say B-rank?” Jansen reacted with surprise.

However, his surprise was short-lived, and he quickly regained his composure, flashing a bright smile at Kaiyan.

“Oh, my apologies! Kaiyan, thank you for participating in the request!” Jansen expressed his gratitude.

“Not at all. I simply found a well-paying request as a mercenary,” Kaiyan modestly replied.

“Hahaha! Don’t worry about the reward! I’ve already mentioned it to the mercenaries, but as long as the request is successfully completed, you’ll be generously compensated,” Jansen assured.

The rest of the process went smoothly. Kaiyan followed Jansen’s guidance, filling out the contract and receiving an advance payment of 1 gold.

“Haha! How about that? Where else can you find a request that pays 1 gold as an advance? Of course, it’s because you’re a B-rank mercenary,” Bisel commented, proud of his offer.

Although it was Kaiyan’s first request, he wasn’t sure if 1 gold was a small or large amount. However, judging by Bisel’s reaction, it seemed significant. Besides, with 1 gold, he would have to bring back a bag full of goblin ears from the battlefield.

As Kaiyan bid farewell to Jansen and stepped out of the building with Bisel, the latter smiled and spoke. “Kaiyan, have you decided on your accommodation? You’ll need to stay in Blatan Territory for a day.”

“I haven’t decided yet,” Kaiyan replied.

“Oh? How about going to the lodging where our mercenary group stays? It will give you a chance to meet and greet your future colleagues,” Bisel suggested.

“Well…” Kaiyan hesitated. He had planned to explore different parts of the city during his free time, but Bisel’s suggestion didn’t sound bad.

“Let’s do that,” he agreed.

Kaiyan was also curious about the other mercenaries.

Following Bisel’s guidance, they left the central square and headed towards the outskirts. Unlike the central area, the outskirts contained many old buildings that exuded a nostalgic atmosphere, reminiscent of his former small hometown.

“Not all cities are like this,” Kaiyan remarked.

“Hmm? What do you mean?” Bisel asked.

“I used to think that everyone in the city lived well. But…” Kaiyan trailed off, observing the various people passing by. Their clothes were worn-out and ragged, their faces lacked leisure, and their expressions were almost blank.

As he watched them hasten about with quick steps, the illusion he had constructed about cities based on books shattered. “Haha! Look at me! Isn’t it obvious? Even in the capital, there are slums,” Bisel explained.

“Is that so?” Kaiyan responded.

“Hmm? Is this your first time in a city?” Bisel asked, surprised.

“Yes, it’s my first time in a city. I used to live in a small village,” Kaiyan answered.

Bisel looked at him with an expression of surprise, as if questioning the existence of someone like him. “Oh, I see. You must have had a frustrating life. Well, maybe it’s because you’re still young,” Bisel concluded, nodding twice.

“Well, I suppose I should tell you about how the world works,” Bisel offered.

“No, there’s no need for that,” Kaiyan declined silently.

But as he was about to refuse, Bisel suddenly stopped walking. “Oh no! Haha! We’ve arrived,” he exclaimed, pointing at the building behind him.

“Goblin’s Dew?” Kaiyan read the name written on the signboard.

“Haha! You can read, huh? The name might be peculiar, but the food is amazing. You can look forward to it!” Bisel assured him.

“Oh, yes…” Kaiyan responded with little enthusiasm.

Suppressing his lack of interest, he reluctantly followed Bisel into the shop.

Creak.

“It’s better than I expected,” Kaiyan thought, relieved as he entered the shop. Contrary to his concerns, the interior was clean and resembled the image he had of a tavern.

Several people sitting at the scarce tables inside the shop raised their hands and greeted them, their attention drawn to the newcomers.

“Hey! Bisel! Why are you wandering around like that?” one of the customers called out.

“Oh, I was just having some fun at the mercenary office! I thought there might be some other information!” Bisel replied.

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