The adventurer at the bottom is fantasizing again.

"What are you doing?"

Lorraine stood at the entrance of the Temple of the Lord of Dawn in Shallow Beach Town, looking at Piper who was building a wall in front of him with a bewildered expression.

"Pip is laying bricks."

"Of course I know you're building a wall! But why are you building a wall?" Lorraine felt like she was reciting a tongue twister.

Piper was standing on a pile of crooked bricks, tiptoeing, struggling to put one brick on top of the other.

"Pastor Old said we'll have some important guests coming soon, and it doesn't look very nice as it is, so he asked Piper to help repair the wall to cover the cost of our meals these days." He looked at Lorraine with a pleading gaze.

"A distinguished guest? But where is Pastor Old?" Lorraine stepped forward, took the bricks from his hands, and helped him stack them. "So, your injuries are completely healed?"

"Alright! He said he had something to do outside."

"That's good."

Lorraine just felt that the old pastor was acting mysteriously.

As he helped build the wall, he recounted everything that had happened in the past few days.

The rat swarm in the barn, Old Hunter being shot twice with arrows, being ambushed by Sauron and his men, and the battle that almost cost him his life.

Piper listened very attentively, occasionally uttering interjections, showing his great support.

"Huh...really...ouch, that really hurts!"

Lorraine then went on to talk about what Hef had taught him: the distinction and definition of professionals, the combat skills he had learned, and...

"Pip, I need your help," he earnestly invited.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry over there to accept the quest! It's a combat skill! Did he say what kind of combat skill it is? I want to learn a combat skill too, but it's for warriors..."

Piper moved his hands and feet quickly, and his mouth didn't stop either.

Lorraine then realized that he wasn't surprised at all about the professionals, and asked curiously, "You already knew about the ranks of professionals?"

Piper nodded matter-of-factly, puffed out his chest, and his expression suddenly became very solemn.

"Yes! Piper knew a long time ago; Piper was the first halfling to become a barbarian!"

Lorraine scratched his ear, wondering if he'd misheard. He tilted his head and asked, "Wait, wait, what? Barbarians?"

He thought it was just the little guy's fighting style.

I never expected him to be a professional!

"Yeah, it's amazing that no halfling in this world has ever become a barbarian. If Piper could be the first... hehe, that would be so interesting!"

Piper dreamed.

So why would a halfling think it would be interesting to become a barbarian?

Lorraine twitched the corner of her mouth and replied:

"Is that so...that's really interesting."

.......

"Mr. Haifu, we've come to receive our mission."

Although Lorraine had made some money, she still didn't know the details of the mission, so she planned to take a look first before upgrading her equipment.

This time, Haif didn't use his tattered rag to wipe this and that anymore. He was painfully tasting a bowl of food that Lorraine didn't quite understand, while the proprietress, Martha, stood beside him, looking at him expectantly.

"Perhaps our guests aren't yet fortunate enough to have this opportunity..."

"You said my cooking is bad!"

Martha angrily picked up the plate and left.

"Why!"

Haif wiped the cold sweat from his brow, then noticed Lorraine walking in and greeted her with a smile:

"Hahaha, kid, Martha wants to try something new for the guests, but to be honest, it can't compare to her stew."

He looked around but didn't see the companion Lorraine had mentioned. He asked疑惑地, "Didn't you say you were bringing a companion? Why haven't I seen anyone else?"

"Pipe...is here..."

A hammerhead bounced up from under the bar.

Haif braced his hands on the bar counter and leaned forward, only then discovering Piper below.

"Ah...sorry, my memory isn't very good, I forgot about it."

He gave an awkward smile, took a piece of parchment from behind the bar, and handed it to Lorraine.

"I've already picked them out for you."

Cleaning up abandoned mine pits

[Type: Suppression]

[Reward: 15 Gold Coins]

[Task Summary]

The abandoned mine north of Shallow Beach Town has recently been occupied by a group of kobold scouts, about a dozen of them, who seem to be led by an elite unit.

That place is too close to the town; there's no guarantee they won't attack passersby. We should get rid of them before they can establish themselves.

[Time Limit: The faster the better]

[Note 1: Kobolds are masters of traps, be careful.]

......

"The two of us can take on more than ten kobolds?"

Lorraine pointed to herself, looking puzzled.

While I'm not entirely sure about the kobolds' combat capabilities, the reconnaissance team sounds pretty formidable. Besides, in a dark place like a mine, there are likely traps; it sounds like it's going to be tough.

How can one improve their abilities without facing danger?

A swordsman and a halfling scout would be more than enough to deal with this group of kobolds.

After all, although kobolds are social creatures, they don't usually huddle together, and scouts can also deal with traps.

As for elite units? Even the most elite kobolds are still kobolds. Could dragon shield guards possibly appear in this wretched place? He thought to himself.

"Kobolds don't reproduce very quickly, do they?"

Seeing the number of monsters in the mission summary, Lorraine subconsciously asked again.

"Don't worry, kobolds are oviparous, the reconnaissance team couldn't possibly bring out eggs," Haif said confidently.

Lorraine finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you have a kobold encyclopedia?" he asked again.

Haif handed him an adventurer's handbook, saying, "It's all in there."

"Alright, let's go get some things ready."

After saying goodbye to Hef, he first retrieved the armor and weapons he had ordered, and also spent five silver coins to buy a warm coat. The boots he had ordered earlier were also ready.

Old Mo's Handmade Leather Boots

Type: Light Armor

Quality: Average

Durability:25/25

Weight: 1.2KG

Equipment effects:

[Anti-slip: Reduces the risk of slipping and falling when moving on gravel, mud, or wet surfaces.]

Remark:

Old Mo's handmade crafts are 3 silver and 5 bronze. You won't regret buying them.

......

These are a pair of dark brown ankle boots that reach his ankles. They look a lot like his leather armor and are probably made from leftover scraps. The toe area has been thickened to make them look very warm.

Lorraine tried them on and immediately felt that this was the best deal he had ever made. Compared to his old, worn-out cloth shoes, these were so much more comfortable!

His feet were finally free from those broken stones on the ground; before, when he exerted even a little force during the fight, the soles of his feet would slap painfully.

Having learned from his previous experience dealing with the giant rat, Lorraine bought two bottles of antidote and several torches from the general store, just in case.

[Mild Antidote]

[It can relieve or alleviate common toxins after drinking it]

These few words cost Lorraine ten gold coins; the potion is way too damn expensive!

The two tidied up briefly and bought some extra dry rations, spending a total of 10 gold and 10 silver.

Lorraine's savings shrank by more than half in an instant.

But the thought of learning combat skills filled him with motivation and excitement.

"Set off!"