In Another World With My Building Skills, And Made My Own Kingdom

Ranking to A

The early morning sun cast long shadows over the bustling city of Eldoria as Kenta, known to his fellow adventurers simply as Ken, made his way to the Adventurer's Guild. His journey as an adventurer had been a whirlwind of challenges and discoveries, each quest pushing him further than the last. Now at Rank C, he was determined to continue proving himself, knowing that each step brought him closer to his ultimate goal.

Inside the guild, the atmosphere was lively. Adventurers of all ranks milled about, discussing recent quests and future endeavors. Kenta approached the quest board, scanning the available tasks. His eyes settled on a particularly challenging quest: hunting a band of marauding ogres that had been terrorizing a nearby village.

Without hesitation, Kenta took the quest and headed out. The village lay on the outskirts of Eldoria, surrounded by dense forests and rugged terrain. The villagers greeted him with a mix of fear and hope, their eyes pleading for relief from the constant threat of the ogres.

Kenta assured them he would handle the situation and set off into the forest. The tracks were easy to follow, deep and heavy, leading him to a clearing where the ogres had made their camp. He counted five of them, large and brutish, their guttural laughter echoing through the trees.

Drawing his sword, Kenta advanced silently. His movements were fluid and precise, a testament to his extensive training and innate skill. He struck swiftly, taking down the first ogre before the others even realized what was happening. The ensuing battle was fierce, but Kenta's agility and strength prevailed. One by one, the ogres fell, their roars of rage replaced by silence.

Returning to the village with proof of his victory, Kenta was met with cheers and gratitude. The villagers hailed him as a hero, and news of his feat quickly spread. Back at the guild, his fellow adventurers and the guild master were stunned by his rapid progress.

"Ken, you've only been with us a short time, yet you've accomplished what many take years to achieve," the guild master remarked, his eyes filled with admiration. "Your skills are extraordinary."

Kenta nodded, humbly accepting the praise. He knew he still had much to learn, but each quest brought him closer to his goal. He continued to take on increasingly difficult tasks, always pushing his limits. He hunted dangerous beasts, retrieved lost artifacts, and protected caravans from bandits, each success building his reputation.

As days turned into weeks, Kenta's prowess became the talk of the guild. His ability to complete solo missions that typically required teams of adventurers left everyone in awe. The guild master kept a close eye on him, recognizing the makings of a legend in the young adventurer.

One afternoon, the guild master called Kenta into his office. "Ken, your achievements are nothing short of remarkable. It's time for you to take on a Rank B quest. Are you ready?"

Kenta nodded, his determination unwavering. "I am."

The guild master handed him a scroll detailing his next mission: a wyvern had been sighted near a remote mountain village, its presence causing widespread panic. Wyverns were formidable creatures, their strength and ferocity known to challenge even the most seasoned adventurers.

Undeterred, Kenta set off towards the mountains. The journey was long and arduous, but his resolve never wavered. Reaching the village, he gathered information about the wyvern's movements and prepared for the battle ahead.

Scaling the rugged cliffs, Kenta finally spotted the wyvern, its massive form silhouetted against the sky. The beast's roar echoed through the mountains as it swooped down, talons extended. Kenta met its charge head-on, his sword flashing in the sunlight.

The battle was intense, the wyvern's fiery breath and powerful strikes testing Kenta's limits. But he fought with skill and precision, his movements a blur of speed and power. After a fierce struggle, he managed to land a decisive blow, the wyvern collapsing in a heap.