Me, a priest? How could that be!

Chapter 7 The best days are yet to come.

"We're here, this is it."

The one-eyed man wearing a black eye patch casually pushed open the fence. The bright moonlight shone through the broken window in the stone wall, barely illuminating the room. What came into view was a simple room that was about three meters long, wide, and high.

This is already a fairly euphemistic way of putting it.

Aside from the haystack in the corner and the wooden bucket that looked like it was for convenience, the room was completely empty.

There was no warm and soft bed and bedding, no lights or tables and chairs for illumination, and certainly no thoughtful provision of hot water and towels. The air was murky and filled with all sorts of unpleasant smells.

Actually, all of the above are tolerable.

Because it was converted from a stable, no personal privacy was considered at all. The dilapidated fence serves no purpose of concealment whatsoever; it's merely a psychological comfort. Anyone passing by can see everything clearly.

There's absolutely no way we can do anything about it!

...unless it's done secretly.

"Don't look so upset, buddy. Anyway, it's cheap, isn't it? And a lot of adventurers love this place."

The burly uncle laughed heartily.

That's true.

The accommodation fee is only 500 erys.

Keep in mind that this amount of money can only buy you the cheapest bubble tea at the Adventurers' Guild.

New adventurers are poor.

Normally, it's impossible to book a room at an inn every day. Usually, people share a dormitory with other adventurers, or like now, they stay in the inn's stable and sleep on straw.

The talkative one-eyed man said he used to be a low-level adventurer, and his struggles when he was young were extremely difficult; he even considered giving up at one point. Every day after an adventure, when he lay outside, he longed for a place where he could sleep peacefully.

So after he retired, he opened a hotel and renovated the stables a bit, renting them out at almost charity prices to struggling adventurers and other laborers.

Despite his tall stature and somewhat fierce appearance, he is surprisingly warm and kind, and many adventurers are grateful to him.

Anyway, get some rest.

The one-eyed uncle patted Charlotte hard on the back, half-forcefully shoving him into the stable. After giving a thumbs-up and revealing a hearty and generous smile, he left without hesitation.

Is this what a rugged adventurer is like?

She's incredibly carefree and thoughtless.

Charlotte rubbed her aching shoulders, telling herself she couldn't ask for too much. Looking around the room, she subconsciously took a deep breath—

"……vomit!"

This house is really not good.

After painstakingly spreading the scattered straw into a bed, Charlotte immediately lay down. He felt extremely tired after a long day of work.

Not just physically, but also mentally.

midnight.

Charlotte lay on the simple bed made of straw. He was probably sick and couldn't sleep no matter what he did. He sat up, pulled a straw from under his buttocks, and put it in his mouth.

The sadness came out of nowhere, and he looked down at the horse manure not far away, one pile was dried by the wind, and the other pile was also dried by the wind.

The cool night breeze blew in through the stone window, cold and chilly, and the dusty stone wall seemed to have the words "cannibalism" written on it.

Goddess Agent.

Are you asleep? I can't sleep.

This must be the third time he's woken up, over and over again.

Every time he woke up, he hoped it was all just his delusional fantasies, but the straw beneath him, the stone window above his head, the wooden bucket in the corner, and the two clumps of dried horse manure not far from the straw bed all told him that this was reality.

People cannot empathize with their past selves.

Charlotte couldn't even empathize with herself during the day.

He really wanted to turn back time and go back to shut up his earlier self who had confidently believed he would make a name for himself, so that he would stop spouting nonsense and obediently choose to go to heaven.

But as the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning.

He has found a way to defeat the giant toad on his own. All he needs to do now is keep repeating the tedious and boring work to accumulate initial capital.

Once you've saved enough money, you can upgrade your equipment and then ask other adventurers to teach you their skills as a reward.

Speaking of...

Should we go find Chris first?

That goddess is exceptionally magnanimous. Although she has a bit of a devilish side, she is very friendly to newcomers and will not refuse most requests.

Furthermore, since the other party saved him, he should repay them, which is a good excuse to establish a friendly relationship with them.

If all goes well, you might be able to latch onto the other person's coattails and safely get through the dangerous beginner phase.

As for learning skills...

Although skill points are currently scarce, "stealing" is a skill that must be learned.

Of course, Charlotte also knew that the hit rate of this skill was related to luck, and it could only be called a divine skill in the hands of certain people. Ordinary people could not unleash its power at all.

However, this can also be considered a backup plan, just like many people who know they won't win but are still willing to try. Don't have high expectations, just keep a normal mindset.

Skills such as basic magic, archery, and short sword should also be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

That's the good thing about being a beginner.

With enough skill points, you can learn weakened versions of any class's skills, even the Lich's skills.

Furthermore, Charlotte also knows that there is something called a skill point potion in this world, as well as the top-level maze that can quickly level up. Maybe in the end he will be able to learn the skills of all professions!

So, being a professional freelancer seems like a good option?

Hey!

The best is yet to come!

With a hint of anticipation for the future, Charlotte, her lips slightly upturned, slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

……

"This is your end, Demon King!!"

Charlotte suddenly opened her eyes, clenched her right fist and swung it out, but instead of landing on the evil face of the demon king she had imagined, it landed in the murky air.

Staring at the roof covered in cobwebs, he opened his mouth, his eyes becoming empty and confused, his consciousness seemingly still immersed in another non-existent timeline.

Turning my head slightly, I realized that the sun was already high in the sky, its dazzling light shining on my face, covering the stone walls of the simple stable, and bringing a touch of warmth.

Was it... a dream?

Is it just a dream that I, who learned all the professional skills in my dream and became an invincible free-to-play player with a kaleidoscope of abilities, was actually dreaming?

A slap landed on his face.

pain!

It really was a dream.

Charlotte struggled to get up. Whether it was because she hadn't rested well yesterday or because she was overworked, Charlotte's head was a little dizzy and her body was slightly sore.

However, he did not become lazy. Instead, he got up quickly, washed up, and put on his armor with slightly clumsy movements. He then picked up the small round shield and the broken dagger that were placed next to his pillow.

"Charlotte, your primary goal right now is to uninstall... cough cough, I mean, to pull yourself together, get out of the stable, and go make some money!"

Despite his shockingly low stats, he dares to say that his action-taking ability is stronger than most people's. At least he doesn't lazily lie in bed daydreaming all day, but strives to achieve his goals.

"Alright! Ready to go!!"

"—It's so noisy, be quiet!!"

"sorry!"

Charlotte, who had been yelled at by the person next door, awkwardly withdrew the fist that had been cheering him on, and rushed out of the stable looking somewhat disheveled.