Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Fortunately, it turned out that Luke was overthinking things.

The journey back was unexpectedly smooth.

After all, this is only the outermost area of ​​Sunset Forest.

A team of four professionals, as long as they don't encounter demonic creatures outside the forest ecosystem.

Here, they can practically do whatever they want.

Everyone was eager to return home, so they significantly reduced their rest time along the way.

It took less than two days.

The silhouette of Twilight Town, which always exuded noise and vitality, reappeared in their field of vision.

Upon arriving in Twilight Town, Archie demonstrated his credibility and wealth as a spellcaster.

He immediately led Luke to the Adventurers' Guild, where, under the respectful gaze and operation of the guild's receptionist, one thousand gold coins were transferred from the treasury account to Luke's name.

Even Luke, who never refused money from others, felt it was too much.

But Archie had very high emotional intelligence; he sincerely shook Luke's hand and said seriously:

"My teammates and I are worth far more than this. If it weren't for your help, we might already be dead. So please accept this small token of our gratitude."

Luke had no choice but to accept it. The phrase "a small token of gratitude" also gave him a glimpse into the wealth of the magician profession.

Before parting, Archie extended a very serious invitation to Luke:

"Mr. Luke, you are a trustworthy and strong man. If the opportunity arises in the future, I hope to work with you on commissions."

After two days of traveling together, Luke also felt that Archie and his teammates were all pretty good people.

They were so frightened that they became somewhat neurotic and sensitive, and the two of them also formed a friendship during their shared hardships.

So he didn't refuse, but responded politely:

There will definitely be a chance.

Looking at the rapidly increasing deposits in his account, Luke couldn't help but click his tongue.

No wonder anything related to magic is ridiculously expensive; these spellcasters are practically gods of wealth!

Murphy's team also receives a considerable amount of money from the association.

After safely delivering the goods, Luke received another two hundred gold coins as a reward.

Keep in mind that this was just a transport mission that took only a few days and ran right along the outskirts of Sunset Forest.

Luke wanted to refuse, after all, he owed the other person a great favor.

However, the association staff told him that a contractual relationship had already been established once the commission was made.

If you wish to decline the reward, you will need to wait for the client to return before discussing the details.

Luke had no choice but to accept it.

And this is not all the reward from this commission.

Luke left the association and found a deserted, dead-end alley in town.

After confirming that no one was around, he touched the bronze ring, a thought stirring in his mind.

It was accompanied by extremely slight spatial fluctuations.

He took out all the two corpses of the Fear Demon stored in the space, as well as the precious materials such as feathers and claws that he had plundered from the Fear Banshee.

It was put into an inconspicuous large burlap sack.

He understood the principle of not flaunting one's wealth.

The prices of spatial magic items have always been outrageously high.

Given Luke's strength, what if a high-level adventurer sets their sights on his ring?

It's very likely that you'll lose control and bring disaster upon yourself.

Therefore, before he had fully matured, Luke decided to try not to reveal the special nature of this ring to others.

Carrying a heavy sack of marijuana, Luke traversed several streets with practiced ease.

I stepped back into the "Moss Hut" that I hadn't visited in a long time.

Luke was slightly taken aback when he pushed open the wooden door with the wind chimes hanging on it.

This usually deserted magic shop has surprisingly welcomed two customers today.

A tall, muscular orc and a man dressed in an elegant dark blue silk robe.

She was standing in front of the counter, looking down as she selected several magic wands displayed on the velvet shelf.

The halfling Marilyn still looked small and exquisite.

She stood on a raised wooden stool, explaining to the spellcaster in a very professional tone the short staff he was holding.

"This staff is made from the heartwood of Resia pine. Even without magic gems, it provides a bonus to elemental magic that deals cold damage."

"This one will do. I have the gemstone here. Could you please help me set it and add a few magic-stabilized circuits? Approximately how much would that cost?"

Marilyn opened the small notebook next to the counter, drew some calculations on it with a quill pen for a while, and then said:

"The cane itself costs four thousand gold coins, the craftsmanship fee for high-level gem inlay is one hundred gold coins, and if a magic-stabilized circuit is added, an additional six hundred gold coins will be charged, for a total of four thousand seven hundred gold coins."

The man in the robe didn't even blink at Marilyn's offer.

He handed over the list of requirements and the precious blue gemstone, and readily agreed.

The orc who had been standing idly to the man's side suddenly widened his large, bell-like eyes and asked the same question that Luke had been thinking:

"This piece of wood is so small, it doesn't even look as big as my **, why is it so expensive?"

Marilyn, with her keen business sense, patiently explained to the orc:

"Riesian pine is now very difficult to mine, and with several reinforcement and elemental affinity processes, the price is not considered expensive."

The man apologized to Marilyn for his companion's rudeness, while glancing at the orc beside him:

"Gal, with your intelligence, it's hard for me to explain to you that if you hadn't broken my cane by mistaking it for a stick when you were in a berserk state, we wouldn't have had to spend this much money."

"Your wooden stick is difficult to use!"

Garr said in a muffled voice.

Luke watched the spectacle from the sidelines.

No wonder the Moss Hut is always deserted whenever I visit, yet it has managed to stay afloat in Twilight Town where land is incredibly valuable.

This is truly a case of "no business for three years, then enough to live off for three years."

They watched the man and the orc leave.

Marilyn then turned her gaze to Luca, who had been watching the show from the sidelines.

A hint of anticipation lingered in her smile.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. When dealing with these professional clients, I need to appear professional. So, tell me, what good stuff did you bring me this time?"

Looking at the large, bulging package behind Luke, which faintly exuded a familiar aura, Marilyn already knew the other party's intentions.

"Am I some kind of illegitimate customer?"

Luke jokingly showed off his gains.

"Two intact demon corpses, the degree of decomposition is still acceptable, this is..."

Marilyn noticed the black feathers and sharp claws and curiously went over to fiddle with them for a bit.

"The feathers and claws on the inside of the Banshee's upper arm."

"Oh?"

Marilyn's eyes lit up immediately, even more excited than when she had just earned several thousand gold coins from the spellcaster.

"Fearful Banshee! You're pretty good, kid! Did you manage to get your hands on its vocal cords or heart?"

"no."

Luke sighed. He had originally planned to remove the destroyed organs from the Banshee of Terror so he could at least pay back some of the money.

The extent of decay in the damaged parts exceeded his expectations.

In just one night, it turned into rotten flesh and started oozing pus.

"That's a real shame, the Banshee's vocal cords can fetch a high price!"

Marilyn stretched out her hairy hands and carefully carried the materials into the back room.

He then took out a familiar Chamber of Commerce gold card.

"There are 600 gold coins inside, mainly for the price of materials for the Banshee. As for the Fear Demon, you don't need to bring me any more next time."

Marilyn's offer was already quite high, and Luke readily agreed.

Once the transaction was complete, the petite halfling boss disappeared into the back room to begin his work.

Luke then tucked the gold card into his pocket and went to the street.

His current savings have reached an astonishing figure.

4200 gold!