Chapter 267: Only Slackers Can Survive (Please Subscribe!)
The price was reasonable, but Amide was not happy at all.
Miss Holy Maiden of the Battlefield puffed her cheeks and stared at Izay with a gaze that made one feel guilty.
“Izay, doesn’t your conscience hurt when you take advantage of acquaintances!?”
Just moments ago, this guy was saying it’s wrong to take advantage of acquaintances, yet he turned around and sold the items at the highest price without consulting anyone.
Isn’t this also taking advantage of acquaintances!?
In that situation, shouldn’t both parties have compromised and settled on an ideal price of eight million five hundred thousand Valis?
“Hmm… sorry Amide.” Izay couldn’t help but feel a little “awkward” hearing his own words being used against him.
At least for a moment.
“My conscience doesn’t hurt; in fact, it’s happily thumping.”
“……!!!”
“Ah, don’t! Don’t hit me, Amide! You’re a Holy Maiden! Holy Maidens can’t hit people!”
“Who says Holy Maidens can’t hit people!? I’ll punish you today!!”
Faced with Amide’s angry punch, Izay quickly held up the Panacea in front of him, freezing her motion mid-air.
This punch would cost millions of Valis if it landed!
But holding back felt so frustrating!
Perceiving her conflicted emotions, Izay wore a ridiculous expression.
“Come on, don’t be mad, Amide. I was just joking. Actually, I did this because Finn asked me to.”
Izay activated his skill – Topic Shifting + Blame Passing!
“Finn?” Amide tilted her head.
“Yes~!” Izay nodded earnestly.
“Finn, that big-eyed brute, lost money on this expedition and demanded we members ‘try to make as much money as possible’ during the subsequent handling.”
“Eh? Did you guys lose money on this expedition!?”
“That’s right. Not only did we lose money, but Finn even lost his Spear of Command, leaving him with nothing but his underwear.”
Seeing Amide fall for it, Izay quickly threw out a smoke bomb to distance himself from the matter.
With a combination of moves, Amide had already forgotten about the earlier incident and now wore an astonished expression, muttering, “Is such a thing really happening?”
Inside the Guild Headquarters’ currency exchange.
The Halfling Tribe Leader, who was processing Magic Stones with Gress here, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
“—!?”
Does someone want to harm me?
Finn glanced around cautiously.
“What’s wrong, Finn?” Gress noticed his unease and asked.
“It might be my imagination… but I feel like someone wants to harm me.” Finn replied gravely.
“Hahaha! Are you serious? Didn’t you sleep well last night? To have such absurd delusions. Hahaha… no, this is too funny! I must tell Loki and the others!”
Naturally, the Dwarf Warrior burst into laughter.
Note that Finn didn’t mention anything about Familial Groups here; he only referred to himself personally.
But who would be so foolish as to risk offending Loki Familia just to target Finn?
Especially since he is one of the few Level 6 adventurers in the world.
Targeting him alone? Too stupid!
After a while, with his companion’s loud laughter ringing in his ears, Finn also managed a wry smile.
He didn’t know why he had such a feeling.
Even though his thumb didn’t hurt, he still felt a faint chill.
Neither Finn nor Gress realized at the moment that harming an adventurer doesn’t necessarily require an attack.
It could also be done through reputation!
Nor did they consider that the person tarnishing Finn’s reputation wasn’t anyone else but their hopeful junior.
…
On the other side, after a small interruption, Izay and Amide returned to the main topic.
The purchase of the remaining precious herbs and medicinal drops.
Izay carried a full Supporter’s Backpack of herbs and items. Just appraising their value was quite a project.
Fortunately, they were pre-sorted during packing, making the process less troublesome. With the help of other Cadiante Familial Group members, everything proceeded smoothly.
And these weren’t even all of them. They only accounted for the bulk.
A smaller portion that wouldn’t fit was temporarily stored inside Twilight Manor.
Later, Izay planned to sell those to Azure Pharmacy.
He had good relations with two healing-oriented Familial Groups.
There was no need to mention Amide, but the one he interacted with at Azure Pharmacy was Deity Mihe.
Every time he passed by, Mihe would always hand him a couple of bottles of precious Spiritual Medicine… sigh.
That’s how friendships are built.
Speaking of which, due to his arrival, Nazar of Azure Pharmacy developed Dual-Attribute Spiritual Medicine ahead of schedule, capturing part of the market, which seemed to give Amide a headache for a while.
The reason was customers being taken away by their arch-rival, and Cadiante’s deity causing trouble again.
(This matter is better left unsaid to Amide. Otherwise, she will definitely complain about me…)
Izay glanced at Amide, who was counting the herbs, and made a decision in his heart.
Scattered transactions amounted to roughly ten million Valis. Izay stuffed the money into his Supporter’s Backpack, producing a jingling sound.
“Well, I’ll be off then, Amide.”
“Okay, see you later. I’ll deal with these herbs, so I won’t see you out.”
“Alright.”
After bidding farewell to the Holy Maiden, Izay left with half a goal’s worth of Valis.
Walking on the northwest street, he began contemplating his next move.
“Go home, sell the remaining herbs, put the money away, and my task is pretty much done. But it’s still early… there will be plenty of free time afterward?”
“With all this free time, should I continue helping… or just slack off entirely?”
Hugging his arms, Izay entered a two-option dilemma.
It was still far from noon, and most adventurers might have already gone to the Dungeon. There were fewer people on the streets, only those perhaps resting today, dressed casually without armor.
They browsed weapons and armors, seemingly purely enjoying shopping.
And strolling down the street, possibly influenced by this atmosphere, Izay didn’t ponder for long before firmly deciding.
Let’s go slacking off!
Slacking off is impossible not to do. Never!
After becoming a top-tier adventurer, only slacking off can maintain life.
Soon, after dealing with the remaining herbs and putting the Valis back in Twilight Manor, he started acting on his decision.
Disappearing for the entire afternoon until reappearing in everyone’s sight at dusk.
The location was outside the trendiest tavern on West Street.
“Hey! Izay~! Hurry up, we’re waiting for you!” Tiona waved at him as soon as she saw him.
“Don’t rush, I’m here now, aren’t I?” Izay responded politely.
But the tardiness was evident.
Loki and the others had already entered the tavern. Outside, under the open-air seating area, sat many expedition team members. The only ones left waiting were Tiona and Ais.
Slightly embarrassed, Izay quickened his pace.