Cheat na Kaineko no Okage de Rakuraku Level Up

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On the first day, we succeeded in killing three Terra Dragons and destroying one of their nests.

Dragons being intelligent, they would likely relocate to a safer area if they sensed danger.

As dusk approached, we returned to the camp outside the forest and reported our success to the royal soldiers accompanying us.

“Three Terra Dragons already! Your abilities are truly astonishing!”

While we were praised enthusiastically, everyone looked somewhat guilty, except for Misha.

It was, after all, largely Misha’s accomplishment. For anyone else to boast would seem like stealing her thunder.

Soon, the other party returned, severely wounded, having managed only to drive one Terra Dragon away. It was a significant achievement, but paled in comparison to ours.

The kingdom had brought chefs along, and the campsite dinner was unusually lavish for a monster-fighting camp.

“Ah, this tastes like something from my childhood,” Lena remarked. Being a former lady of nobility, she was unimpressed, but most others relished the meal.

During dinner, Martina’s party came to us in a serious manner.

“What can I do for you?” I asked, turning towards them.

“We would like you to join our party,” the group’s swordsman said directly.

“Big sister… I mean, Misha, we don’t just want to ride on your coattails. We thought we could learn from your fighting style and grow as a party.”

Strong adventurers often see fighting as their life’s purpose, and their desire to become stronger was evident.

“Misha, it’s your call,” I said, glancing at her as she finished her beef.

After swallowing and wiping her mouth, Misha replied, “I appreciate the sentiment. But I prefer to live at my own pace and can’t adapt to a party’s needs.”

“Then, could we join Misha’s party?”

“That would be too many people.”

Misha’s point was valid. They had approached us as a group, knowing their request was a long shot.

“I see. Sorry to have troubled you…”

“That’s okay,” Misha said with a kind smile.

“May I ask a question?” Martina intervened.

“Go ahead.”

“You’re not even an A-rank adventurer, Misha. You have S-rank potential, so why not seek that status?”

Adventurer ranks like A and S seemed to be a status symbol.

“It’s simple,” Misha said casually.

“I have more important goals. Adventurer ranks don’t matter to me.”

She then squeezed my hand sitting next to her.

“Being with the person I love is more enjoyable. If that person understands me, it doesn’t matter if everyone else misunderstands. Don’t you think?”

It was slightly embarrassing but not unpleasant.

“You’ve really shown us. People seek different things in life,” Martina conceded.

“Ah… I wish I could erase my memories of preaching in the carriage… to think I lectured such a legendary adventurer…”

It must have been unexpected for her to encounter such an exceptional adventurer.

“I was proud to be an A-rank adventurer from another world… Now, it all feels like an embarrassing history…”

“It’s good to be cautious. There’s nothing wrong with that,” Misha reassured her.

Thus, their attempt to recruit us ended.

“What’s going on?”

“An adventurer defeated Terra Dragons with physical strikes alone…”

“That’s more monstrous than the dragons themselves…”

Misha’s reputation was rapidly spreading among the other parties.

After dinner, the elderly lone wolf adventurer announced the plans for the next day.

Adventuring alone is challenging, earning him natural respect and a leadership role.

“We should change party combinations daily. Observing other adventurers’ fighting styles is a valuable opportunity, and we can share information about monster locations.”

There were no objections, and the combinations for the following days were quickly decided.

The party we were to join next included someone with an unusual profession.

“Ah, a ferret! Isn’t it incredibly cute, Boss?”

“Indeed, there are three of them!”

Lena and Misha were excited about the ferrets, which wore collars, possibly indicating they were pets.

“Ah, those are my ferrets,” said a man with a less adventurer-like demeanor.

“I’m a beast tamer, and I use them in my work.”

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