How Did I Somehow End Up Saving Another World?

Gelong's giant axe slammed into a keg with a clang, sending ale splashing everywhere and playing a rough morning tune for the guild. Li Wei's quill darted among the sheep of parchment whirling through the air, precisely stamping each bill with a red "Pending Review."

"Li Wei! My shield budget..."

Before he could finish, the hem of Ailian's robe stirred. Arcane radiance flowed around her, turning the splashed ale into nothing. From the shadows by the window, Lina said softly, "There's a century-old wine cellar in the East District sewers."

Gelong's furious expression instantly turned to delight. "Let's go! Right now!"

An explosion suddenly erupted in the corner. Fenrir emerged with his messy hair smoking. "Bring me five portions of bog-throat monster slime! I need to test its..."

"...flammability?" Li Wei finished without looking up, casually rejecting another repair bill.

"Everyone, shut up."

Leila's voice brought the commotion to an abrupt halt. She stood in the doorway, cold light glinting off her plate armor as her fingertip tapped the hilt of her sword. At that moment, even Gelong shrank back, while Fenrir quietly hid his smoking wrench.

Only she could temporarily tame this band of problem-solvers, who were just as capable of saving the world as they were of wrecking the place.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.