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Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Chapter 204: The Strange State of the 【Fate Jester】 (Page 1/3)

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Ayla lowered her head and looked at the tail that was happily wagging back and forth.

The image of the two stray dogs downstairs wagging their tails pitifully at Lance instantly flashed through her mind.

In an instant, a powerful sense of embarrassment shot straight to her head.

The werewolf girl grabbed her tail and dashed back into the room.

“Bang!”

The wooden door slammed shut.

The gust of wind squeezed out through the gap blew Lance’s bangs into disarray.

Lance let out an awkward laugh and rubbed his nose helplessly.

Forget it. Since he could not borrow the mirror, he would find a clear basin of water or a clean glass display window later and see what exactly had changed about his appearance.

It was probably best to give Ayla some time to calm down.Just as he turned around to head downstairs, the front door on the first floor opened.

Ryan entered from outside, leaning on his cane.

The veteran looked up and saw Lance standing at the stairway.

The very first thing he said left Lance frozen in place.

“The Summer Crown ritual has been moved forward.”

“Pack your things tonight. Tomorrow morning, you’ll head to White River City and complete the registration procedures for the Heroic Spirit Baptism.”

“Moved forward? Wasn’t there still an entire month before it was supposed to begin?”

Lance quickly descended the stairs, his heart full of confusion.

His original plan had been to take advantage of that month’s gap and spend time training thoroughly inside an Underground Dungeon.

He wanted to fully integrate his newly acquired class specialties and Source Essence traits while familiarizing himself with the combat rhythm of a professional.

He had never imagined that his first venture into an Underground Dungeon would immediately throw him into a high-level competition.

Ryan noticed his concerns and explained.

“Plans never keep up with change.”

“My guess is that this sudden advancement is related to the game you and Chaos played in the Astral Realm. The will of Gods often causes disturbances in the Material Realm.”

“Things like this have happened before.”

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“But you don’t need to worry too much. If the sky falls, the important figures in the royal capital will be the ones holding it up.”

“The first week after the Summer Crown begins is usually spent by elite teams probing each other and gathering information.”

“You can use that week to complete your baptism in White River City, then hurry back.”

The veteran sighed.

“The truly brutal competition happens during the final two weeks.”

“However, this sudden development is very unfavorable for you personally. The biggest problem is that you won’t have enough time to form your own Underground Dungeon party.”

According to Ryan’s original plan, the month-long preparation period had tremendous potential.

The first week would allow Lance to adapt to the Underground Dungeon environment.

After all, Underground Dungeons were essentially a fusion of the Material Realm and the Astral Realm, filled with danger.

During the remaining three weeks, Ryan could use the connections he had accumulated through the Veterans’ Institute to help Lance find several experienced and cooperative teammates.

With a properly structured combat party assembled, Lance could then participate in the Summer Crown event held in the Underground Dungeon outside Graystone Town.

As long as the tactics were sound, there was a strong possibility that Lance could earn an honorary title during his very first participation.

After all, in that Underground Dungeon, compared to lone individuals, teams enjoyed far higher survival and success rates.

“It’s alright, Uncle Ryan.”

Lance shook his head and spoke casually.

“My original plan was to explore the Underground Dungeon alone anyway.”

In Lance’s view, a qualified team had to be built upon a foundation of absolute trust.

Temporary parties often ended up stabbing one another in the back when facing danger inside an Underground Dungeon.

Such teams were better left unformed.

Besides, he possessed far too many secrets.

Whether it was his resurrection ability or his absurd combat strength, even the slightest exposure during party combat could bring him enormous trouble.

Ryan paused slightly after hearing those words.

However, the veteran quickly thought of the True Dragon Species Source Essence Lance had just acquired.

Ryan guessed that Lance’s Source Essence might possess some kind of powerful lone-wolf enhancement, making him stronger when operating independently.

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