A young Mandalorian, who was nothing more than a bounty hunter in his ordinary life, decides to travel to Orario to become stronger by hunting various monsters in the Dungeon and to carve out a reputation for himself. But what adventures will unfold...
*Note: since my native language is not English, I translated my story using artificial intelligence, so there may be spelling mistakes, but I promise I will do my best!
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After a long morning, Artyom spent his day completing various quests for others. Since the guild didn't have any significant quests, he had to find them himself. The large shops near the Tower of Babel often posted quest boards, and he used his skills to complete them.
People in the city stared at him as he passed by.
In this one week, Artyom had attracted a lot of attention. Most adventurers or people who saw him either stared at him with questioning looks or whispered under their breath, spreading many rumors about him. In short, after the tavern incident, people talked about him more than ever.
But no one knew anything about that knight.
Nevertheless, the young Mandalorian walked past them without paying attention and continued on his way silently. After completing another quest, he headed towards the owner of a general store who was more into artistic work. He had managed to procure the rare colored items that had been requested.
Upon arriving, he opened the door and saw a young man in his twenties arranging various art boards and painting on another board with a paintbrush.
"Sir?"
The person, hearing his voice, bent down and hit his head on the table, letting out a loud sigh. "Ouch! I'm going to wreck my head with all this mess here." He turned to see the Mandalorian with the items in his hands. "Oh! You finally came. Did you get the things I asked for?"
He nodded in confirmation and showed the backpack he was holding.
"Great! I can finally finish this painting! Thank you so much!"
Artyom said; "I'm glad I could help. If you could give me the reward, I'll be on my way."
"Of course..."
The artist went to his cash register and took out a bag full of money that he had set aside for the reward.
"Here you go, 800 Valis, as promised."
As he took the money, he heard noises from outside that caught his attention. He turned around and stared out the shop window, as it seemed there was a commotion. He saw many people heading towards the Tower of Babel.
The artist said; "It looks like it's starting."
"What's starting?"
"The annual Monsterphilia festival."
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"Every year, this festival is held publicly for the people by the Ganesha Familia. In this festival, adventurers showcase monsters they have hunted in the dungeons. This event is not only an opportunity to display the strength and skills of adventurers but also a grand celebration for the city's people. People from all over Orario come to the central square to witness this event and participate in the festival."
