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Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Chapter 62: Time to Go Find the Guild President for the Reward (Page 2/2)

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If he did, how would he be any different from those unscrupulous bosses in his previous life who exploited college students under the guise of “training newcomers”?

Money earned that way would burn in his hands.

More importantly, Lance valued long-term benefits.

He had already seen the potential in Cecilia.

Perhaps in just a few days, this young mage would be able to form effective combat power and participate in battles.

At that time, it would mean double the efficiency in clearing monsters, and rapidly increasing experience gains.

Compared to that, what did a few silver coins matter?

Moreover, these coins might be the first time in this young lady’s life that she had earned money through her own hands and sweat.

The meaning behind it far exceeded the money itself.

If he even skimmed off this, then he truly wouldn’t be human.

Cecilia held the pouch tightly with both hands, as if it were some kind of sacred relic.

After several seconds, she suddenly stepped back and gave Lance a deep bow.

The motion was so large that it startled Lance, making him jump aside.

“Thank you, Senior!”

The girl’s voice was clear and loud, drawing the attention of nearby adventurers.

“Alright, alright, no need to be so formal.”

Lance waved his hand awkwardly, signaling her to straighten up.

“We’re friends now, no need for all that.”

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Cecilia straightened up, silently chewing over the word “friends,” then nodded vigorously with a crisp “Mm.”

After leaving the guild, Lance didn’t immediately send her away.

He remembered that on the carriage ride back, Cecilia had been troubled about how to respond to her roommate Yuna’s enthusiasm.

So he brought the girl into a dessert shop in town that hadn’t closed yet.

“You can buy some to bring back and share with your roommates.”

“Sharing food is the simplest and most effective way to build relationships. No one refuses sweets.”

Spending a few dozen copper coins, he selected several local specialty berry pastries and honey soft cakes, had them packed, and handed them to Cecilia.

Lance glanced at the street lamps that were gradually lighting up—it was indeed getting late.

“Alright, let’s call it a day.”

He bid the girl farewell.

He still had a lot to deal with tonight.

Not only did he need to organize today’s gains, but he also had to find that Guild Master as soon as possible to fulfill the promise and get his hands on that Breathing Technique.

That was the key to improving his strength.

“Go back and get some good rest. Don’t forget to write today’s observation report.”

Before leaving, Lance added one more reminder, just to be safe.

“Meet at the usual place tomorrow morning. Bring it to me.”

“Yes! Senior!”

Cecilia stood under the streetlight, holding the pouch and desserts, watching Lance leave. Only after his figure disappeared around the corner did she turn and walk briskly toward the White Oak Manor.

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