Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 64: My Name Is Hall, and I'm Freaking Out

Chapter 64: My Name Is Hall, and I'm Freaking Out

"My name is Hall, and I'm freaking out."

"In front of me are hundreds of gnolls. They eat people! And they prefer them alive!"

The only one still somewhat dazed and not fully grasping the situation was the newly recruited 8th-level rogue, Hall.

In his younger days, Hall had been one of the finest rogues in Bloodmoon City, specializing in exploring underground ruins.

His sharp eyes, agile movements, and cautious behavior had allowed him to survive dangerous expeditions into these ruins, yielding substantial rewards.

However, like most adventurers, Hall spent lavishly when he had money.

Whether it was indulging in life's pleasures or investing in power, such as buying magical weapons, spell scrolls, or life-saving alchemical potions, the costs were always steep.

It was as if a whisper in his ear tempted him with dreams of a better life, urging him to continue his adventures.

Yet, those who ascended to extraordinary levels, extending their lifespans and even becoming legendary figures admired by all, were exceedingly rare.

A sudden accident during an adventure, an unexpected conflict, or even a "dispute over loot" could easily end an adventurer's career—or their life.

The adventurers who survived grew older, and as their journey became increasingly perilous,

When they realized they could no longer level up, and their youthful courage had long since waned, most adventurers had only one choice.

They laid down their swords and returned to the mundane life of an ordinary person.

By the time Hall was in his 40s, with a missing arm, he should have settled into retirement, far from danger and battle.

But with three sons and two daughters, the enormous family expenses forced him to worry about his livelihood again.

Especially his two daughters, who showed promise and had both become professionals—their expenses kept growing rapidly, and Hall's early savings quickly dwindled.

To make matters worse, old enemies from his past had started making noises about seeking revenge.

Just then, Adam Smith's generous recruitment offer spread through Bloodmoon City.

Hall looked into it and, for 180 gold coins, sold himself back into service.

On his first day,

Hall was taken aback by the uniqueness of Bay Village and its mysterious and powerful lord.

However, his worries eased a bit, especially after seeing Old Arnold, who only had to share his experience with the warriors for a hefty paycheck.

Hall had thought,

He, too, would just train some young, impulsive rogues and enjoy a comfortable salary, peacefully living out his days.

Then Old John, grinning mischievously, approached him with a proposal:

"Hey, Hall! Wanna make some quick cash?"

"Hmm? My funds are a bit tight. What do you have in mind?"

"Of course! Tomorrow, come with me to guard the lumberyard. You'll earn an extra two silver coins a day."

"Count me in!"

And so, unsuspecting Hall joined the group guarding the lumberyard.

The first morning, nothing happened—things were quite peaceful.