The Golden Experience Point [Part 1]

Chapter 133: "Excuse me, I will call my friend"

The middle of the event was tough as I was desperately trying to catch up, so I couldn't really be active. However, as we entered the late stage, we were finally able to become a stable party of three people, and Wayne was able to earn a decent amount of experience points.

Due to the proposal from MentaList, we prioritized earning experience points over funds, so I wasn't really catching up to Gil or MentaList, but I should have grown enough to fight alongside them.

Currently we are earning money in the country called Wells, which is where Gil and MentaList were based previously. This country, like Hiers, is predominantly human, making it easy for our party of all humans to operate.

Now we are in the lounge of an inn in the city of Carnemonte, just three men enjoying tea.

Carnemonte is a relatively large city even in Wells, but it's player-friendly due to the proximity of the monster zone. Despite being on the frontier, the city seems to have continued expanding, with multiple layers of outer walls, and the city is situated between these walls. We are in an inn in the outermost shell of the city.

Maintenance is over, so each of us has logged in and come out of our rooms.

"Hey Wayne, your equipment is getting pretty bad. Is that made of iron and monster skin or something? Somehow you're still managing to keep up with that. Your player strength must have improved a lot, not just your skills and abilities."

"Yeah, that's right. It seems like I hardly get hit these days. The sword is just a raw blade, so the damage isn't that great, but I cover for my attacks with magic, so if I could improve the sword, the DPS I deal would be more stable."

"No, your equipment is shabby because Menta said to leave it for later. Honestly, looking like that, if you were active in another party, the members would be poached by others one after another."

Wayne had complained several times, but MentaList simply said to leave the equipment for later and didn't engage in the discussion much further.

In return, Wayne received plenty of support during battles, and if MentaList and Gil, who are his party members, say it's okay, Wayne can't really argue. He is aware that he is dragging them down, but at the same time, he feels that he is being lifted up in return.

"But seriously, what are you thinking? Tell me. It's not like you've been letting Wayne wear shabby gear without any reason, right?"

In response to Gil's words, MentaList finished his cup, stood up, and said, "That's right. Let's continue in my room."

They brought chairs from Wayne and Gil's rooms and gathered around a small table in MentaList's room.

For Wayne, he would have been fine with a separate large room, but since Gil and Mentalist are not strapped for funds, a private room would be fine. Wayne has managed to pay his bills, but it will be difficult to maintain his standard of living if he does not shift his weight to earning funds rather than experience soon.

While MentaList mentioned it, Wayne realized that the current funds were prioritized over experience points in their activities. It might not be enough to catch up with Gil and MentaList, but at least they should have grown enough to fight alongside them.

"Now, by the way, let me confirm something. In the raid against the calamity, I missed collecting the metal chunks as drop items. I've already honestly informed the participating members, gained their understanding, and we agreed to no rewards. Is that okay?"

As Wayne, it was a bitter memory. If only we had collected those chunks before the calamity reappeared. Since the Hiers capital is already under the influence of the calamity, those metal chunks have probably already been collected by them.