Who Am I? Copper Rank.
“Here!”
After returning to the Bearded Cat Inn with Barkal, Serena, who had been waiting for us, handed over several documents.
So you were here.
I thought you’d be whining, thinking you’d been fired.
“What are these?”
“You went to the auction intending to sell the special C-rank mana stone, right?”
That’s right.
We got tangled up in some incident instead of following proper procedure, but our original reason for heading to the market was to sell the ‘special-grade mana stone’ and get Barkal’s axe.
“I found a buyer for you.”
A buyer?
“We were planning to handle it through auction.”
“You shouldn’t auction it! They deduct a huge commission at the market.”
It’s not weird that the market or auction house isn’t a charity—they need their cut, too, to keep running.
“We can manage the commission.”
“I heard the auction house at the market takes 20 percent of the transaction amount.”
“Well done, Serena.”
Twenty percent.
How ridiculous, just like those guys exploiting the barbarians.
“And I also found a place where we can get Brother Barkal’s axe! The arrangements are already finished, so you just need to go and check out the item!”
Serena kept talking cheerfully, her natural smile beaming. I couldn’t bring myself to say what I had been thinking before.
If she had left, I would have just treated it as a dismissal.
Dmihtan, to think like that about such a good kid—you’re a devil.
But still, how can you call yourself a ‘cleric’ when you just use your fists? Doesn’t it make you mad?
“Sorry, Serena.”
“Huh? What for?”
For disappearing all of a sudden.
“Didn’t you leave it to me, instead of vanishing without a word? I’m a member of the ‘Dungeon God’ adventurer party now, you know!”
Serena beamed brightly. My guilt only grew bigger.
* * *
“Branch Manager, this is outrageous.”
Periton from the assessment department of the Iushil Adventurers Guild muttered to himself as he stared at the papers in front of him.
Sitting across from him was an old man with a long beard swathing his face.
“As you said, if the ‘Dungeon God’ party gets promoted to copper rank, it’ll be unprecedented.”
“You know, right? Even the ‘Golden Wind’ party, which reached platinum rank in record time, took a month just to be promoted from iron to copper!”
Assistant Orland chimed in, also scowling at the documents.
“I know that better than anyone.”
Blaz stood and walked to the window. Beyond it, the Adventurers Guild was bustling. There were notably many barbarians in sight today.
“But we don’t have much choice. You’re aware, aren’t you? This newly formed ‘Dungeon God’ party and what they’ve achieved in such a short time.”
Blaz clicked his tongue.
“They cleared an iron-grade dungeon—which should take at least three days—in a single day.”
“That alone isn’t enough to prove the party’s capabilities.”
“Besides, they’ve reportedly defeated all the silver rank parties involved in disputes within the guild.”
Blaz stroked his beard, adding, “With their bare fists, apparently.”
Yet despite Blaz being the Branch Manager, the guild officials listening remained unconvinced.
“Other parties might protest!”
“That’s right. ‘Dungeon God’ is not even ten days old, let alone a month since its foundation!”
Periton, orland, and the others continued to voice their objections, but Blaz only kept stroking his beard, paying them little mind.
Periton’s eyes narrowed at Blaz’s attitude.
“I can’t accept this explanation alone.”
The other officials nodded at Periton’s words.
“There has to be some other remarkable achievement!”
“Yes, we think so, too.”
All attention turned to Blaz as Periton pressed on. A shadow fell over Blaz’s face.
“The rookie party ‘Dungeon God’. Do you know what they’ve accomplished recently?”
“The iron-rank dungeon, as you mentioned…”
Blaz shook his head at the phrase ‘iron-rank dungeon’.
He pointed at the documents before him and continued.
“There’s more than one document here. Listen as you read.”
The officials began reading the papers.
At first, it was all familiar. They cleared the ‘iron-grade dungeon’ with exceptional speed.
They all thought only parties of silver rank or higher could work so quickly.
But it still didn’t seem reason enough to bend the rules for a promotion.
Then, as they flipped through the documents…
“The Iushil Market Barbarian Riot Incident…”
Periton’s startled voice filled the room.
“The one where the barbarians went wild?”
“On the surface, yes, but in reality, the auction house tricked the barbarians into working as security for low pay—or rather, for free.”
“‘Dungeon God’ resolved the issue and exposed the Head of Security’s corruption?”
Blaz nodded carefully.
“I heard from the auction manager, who I’m acquainted with. The exploited barbarians all chanted the name ‘Dmihtan Elvar’.”
“And what’s that got to do with party promotion…?”
“Dmihtan Elvar is the leader of the ‘Dungeon God’ party, right?”
The guild officials nodded in response to Blaz’s question.
“If he really possesses immense power, does that justify this promotion?”
“Power? You mean strength?”
“That’s right.”
With the most serious expression they had ever seen, Blaz stroked his beard.
“For barbarians, acknowledging someone is based purely on ‘strength’.”
“We know.”
“That standard applies even more harshly to barbarians of other tribes. I’ve seen them wield weapons at each other just for being from different tribes.”
The officials seemed to accept Blaz’s explanation. None of them hadn’t seen violence from barbarians while working at the Adventurers Guild.
“But Dmihtan made all the auction house barbarians follow him. Do you realize what that means?”
“… No way.”
“Indeed.”
Blaz nodded with a sigh.
“His power must be overwhelming—enough to subdue all those barbarians.”
“But perhaps it’s just strong leadership…”
“This Dmihtan reportedly controls Barkal, the barbarian who’s always trailing around with him, with just a command. Can you imagine that?”
One official shook his head at the idea of such an obedient barbarian, like a well-trained knight.
“And even if it’s just leadership, isn’t any ability needed right now?”
Blaz paused for breath before speaking forcefully.
“To deal with the necromancers who are starting to pop up everywhere.”
The very mention of necromancers cast a shadow over the other officials’ faces.
Evil sorcerers infecting dungeons and spreading their malignancy across the continent.
Some adventurers said they’d joined the trade solely for vengeance against necromancers.
“We’re in a situation where as many dungeons as possible need to be cleared. To keep those repulsive necromancers from escaping into the world.”
At Blaz’s grave words, the previously argumentative officials fell silent.
“For that, we need skilled guilds to work much more widely. That’s my belief.”
Blaz returned his gaze to the documents.
With a short sigh, he pressed the stamp on the papers in front of him.
* * *
Dark Maple Battle Axe
Grade: Rare
【Durability】 2
【Cutting Power】 2
【Dark Resistance】 1
【Heaviness】 1
Headed to the weapon shop Serena recommended in the market, we immediately bought Barkal’s new axe.
“Erindal… thank you for everything until now!”
With the new axe—Barkal initiated a farewell ceremony for his old one.
It was less of a ceremony and more like burying the axe and pouring liquor over it.
“Erindal, I’ll count on you from now on!”
So he was giving his new axe the same name. Guess you don’t need a new name for a new axe.
“Good for you, brother!”
“Now, let’s go test out the new Erindal! Where is the nearest dungeon?”
“Sounds great! Let’s go to a dungeon right away!”
As if their madness multiplied together, the two started coming out with the most bizarre things.
Naturally, I stopped them. There’s no profit in clearing a dungeon without taking a quest.
Leaving Barkal happily admiring his axe, I checked my remaining funds.
After selling the special C-grade mana stone, I had 10 gold coins. Deducting the silver coins I already had, the inn fees, and the cost of buying the axe, I was left with 7 gold and 30 silver coins.
Gear is expensive, as expected.
“Serena.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t you need new equipment?”
To be honest, I was feeling grateful toward Serena this time.
She went to the market intending to sell the special mana stone, only to get swept up in some weird incident. She couldn’t even get the axe and was considered a suspect in the ‘Necromancer Incident.’
“No, I’m fine!”
“Really?”
“Yes!”
With a spirited answer, Serena clenched her fists and thrust them confidently forward.
“I have the blessing of Liberas, the God of Love and Goodwill! That blessing is the source of my strength!”
Serena—why, when you say that while making fists, does it sound more like your fists are your weapon than your faith?
* * *
After shopping, we returned to the guild and found a crowd gathered in front of the bulletin board.
Did a good quest come in?
Occasionally, the government drafts parties for official missions. Maybe that happened.
If scouted by the government, instead of unstable party incomes, you become a civil servant—a so-called “iron rice bowl.”
“Brother Dmihtan?”
When Serena called my name, I looked up.
And then I saw why she’d called me.
The other people at the board shifted their gazes toward us.
Some looked intrigued, as if seeing something extraordinary.
Some wore disgruntled expressions.
Others showed reverence on their faces.
Could it be something on the bulletin board was related to us?
Puzzled, I stepped forward. As if some miracle had happened, people made way, and we easily approached the very front of the board.
I ignored all the old postings and searched for the most recently updated line.
“… Dungeon God party promoted to copper rank party.”
So what? It’s just a party promotion.
Is this really worth all this attention?
“Barkal.”
“What is it, brother?”
“We’ve been promoted to copper.”
“Oh, copper.”
What a flat answer. That seems about right.
“W-we got promoted!?”
Serena, at least, responded like the other adventurers.
————-= Clacky’s Corner ————-=
I loled at Barkal naming his new axe Erindal as well.
He’s such a simpleton, he’s endearing…
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Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep
Chapters
- Chapter 122 : And What Are You Now.
- Chapter 121 : Wait a Minute, this is an Opportunity!
- Chapter 120 : Just a Pumpkin Candy
- Chapter 119 : I Said I Didn't Want To, But Things Got Complicated.
- Chapter 118 : Running Away Because I'm a Necromancer
- Chapter 117 : Oh Right, I'm a Necromancer
- Chapter 116 : This Is Troubling
- Chapter 115 : The Curtain Falls on Lagmor Mountain
- Chapter 114 : A Misunderstanding Would Be Fine
- Chapter 113 : Are You Guys Going to Keep Doing This
- Chapter 112 : Do Business at Times Like This
- Chapter 111 : The Red Wolf's Funeral
- Chapter 110 : So, This Is How You Use It
- Chapter 109 : Chasing After the One Who Went First
- Chapter 108
- Chapter 107 : The Banner of Temitus
- Chapter 106 : Noblesse Oblige
- Chapter 105 : If Not Us, Then Who?
- Chapter 104 : It's Troublesome in Many Ways
- Chapter 103 : Silver Rank on Top of Platinum
- Chapter 102 : Selling Potions. Picking Up a Beggar.
- Chapter 101 : Platinum Adventurer, The March of Ordeal
- Chapter 100 : The God of Business
- Chapter 99 : I Smell a Jackpot
- Chapter 98 : The Silent Barbarian
- Chapter 97 : Dungeon God is Open.
- Chapter 96 : Dungeon God, Wanted.
- Chapter 95 : Farewell, Second Hometown
- Chapter 94 : Let's Find Out the Identity of the Fragment
- Chapter 93 : The Omniscient Creator's Point of View?
- Chapter 92 : This Barbarian is Better than an Ogre.
- Chapter 91 : Do Not Speak.
- Chapter 90 : The Shattered Masquerade Ball
- Chapter 89 : The Lost Barbarian
- Chapter 88 : It's My First Time at a Masquerade Ball.
- Chapter 87 : Here's the Disguiser I Was Looking For.
- Chapter 86 : Only the Words of the Strong are Heard.
- Chapter 85 : My God Is Useless.
- Chapter 84 : The High Society of Odheim
- Chapter 83 : Even if I Die, We Go Together
- Chapter 82 : Pretending Not to Hurt, But It Seems Painful
- Chapter 81 : God of Favoritism
- Chapter 80 : No Mercy Even for the Sleeping
- Chapter 79 : Until the Morning Sun Rises
- Chapter 78 : Let Me Tell You About This Product.
- Chapter 77 : An Unexpected Opportunity
- Chapter 76 : Then Die.
- Chapter 75 : It's a Bit Different Than I Thought
- Chapter 74 : Still Living the Lottery-Winning Life
- Chapter 73 : Our Healer Is a Physical Therapist
- Chapter 72 : Chunsik! Stop coming out!
- Chapter 71 : When are we leaving? Right now!
- Chapter 70 : Even Migratory Birds Have Nests
- Chapter 69 : You're Still Wet Behind the Ears.
- Chapter 68 : How Did I Raise You!
- Chapter 67 : Tell Me Before You Go!
- Chapter 66 : That Bastard Was Tough.
- Chapter 65 : Just in Time?
- Chapter 64 : It's a Fight! Everyone, gather!
- Chapter 63 : We Do Not Negotiate with Criminals.
- Chapter 62 : The Orcs Are Weird
- Chapter 61 : Shouldn't Have Tried to Stop It.
- Chapter 60 : Surviving in the Desert
- Chapter 59 : So This Isn't Our First Meeting
- Chapter 58 : Got You, You Rascal!
- Chapter 57 : Monsters Are Living Beings Too?
- Chapter 56 : One Suspect Eliminated
- Chapter 55 : Ah, so That Was You.
- Chapter 54 : Barbarian Wisdom (Physical)
- Chapter 53 : Too Many Suspects
- Chapter 52 : I Can See Everything Clearly.
- Chapter 51 : Collecting Experience Points
- Chapter 50 : Barbarian by Barbarian
- Chapter 49 : Formal Threats
- Chapter 48 : Why Won't It Break?
- Chapter 47 : Even If You Insult Him, Let Me Do It!
- Chapter 46 : I Was Wondering Why, and Now I Know
- Chapter 45 : Seems Like It's Not My Business.
- Chapter 44 : Just Throw a Barbarian In
- Chapter 43 : The Fire-type Devoted Son
- Chapter 42 : Why Did He Suddenly Become So Nice?
- Chapter 41 : Physical Respect
- Chapter 40 : It's a Credit Card.
- Chapter 39 : Instinct Never Lies
- Chapter 38 : In the End, He Still Wins
- Chapter 37 : Sometimes Barbarians Lose, too
- Chapter 36 : Shouldn't Have Come!
- Chapter 35 : Reward Too Great to Refuse
- Chapter 34 : Our Dog Bites.
- Chapter 33 : Over the Mountain, Over the Mountain, Over the Mountain
- Chapter 32 : No, I Said I Won't Buy It
- Chapter 31 : Catch That Guy!
- Chapter 30 : This Barbarian Charges for Services
- Chapter 29 : If You Know Them, You Solve It
- Chapter 28 : If Sorry Is Enough, Why Do We Need the Police?
- Chapter 27 : Returning Happens in an Instant
- Chapter 26 : Two Coupons and Already Benefits?
- Chapter 25 : We Were Told Not to Follow Strangers
- Chapter 24 : Devout Necromancer
- Chapter 23 : Barbarians Don't Hold Back
- Chapter 22 : So This Is Why You Hate It!
- Chapter 21 : Over the Mountains, Over the Mountains, Over the Mountains
- Chapter 20 : Taking It All
- Chapter 19 : Who Am I? Copper Rank.
- Chapter 18 : Yes, I am the Necromancer You're Looking For.
- Chapter 17 : Barbarian Respect Association
- Chapter 16 : Respect the Barbarian
- Chapter 15 : I Love the Market, I Love the Auction
- Chapter 14 : The Never-Go Meeting Square
- Chapter 13 : It Has Its Own Advantages
- Chapter 12 : Somehow, It Rolls Along
- Chapter 11 : Rotten Party
- Chapter 10 : Something Feels Off.
- Chapter 9 : A Name Known by All
- Chapter 8 : I Strike, Therefore I Am.
- Chapter 7 : To skip ads, Get Premium.
- Chapter 6 : As Something Leaves, Something Else Comes.
- Chapter 5 : Guarantor, God.
- Chapter 4 : Dmihtan's Precious Counseling Center
- Chapter 3 : Bakémon Trainer
- Chapter 2 : Entangle the Tiger in the Tiger's Den
- Chapter 1 : As the crow flies, I fell.