I'm Dahn, a trainee shield warrior.
There were three copper coins in his pocket, a broken shield on his back, and the most valuable thing in his body was his blood.
No one is forming a team? It's okay, I'll do it myself. As a result, the teammates who gathered together were more and more outrageous——
The money-obsessed thief can't walk away from the treasure chest. In theory, the perfect mage's fireball will always hit his own people accurately. The priest's mouth is venomous but he has a vicious tongue. The hunter talks little but can always say "you have the wrong shield" one second before I attack the monster.
The health bar of the whole team always starts in yellow. If the team is destroyed, we owe the guild more than 100 silver. The profit will be compounded until we may have to sell ourselves to pay off the debt.
Until that day, my broken shield glowed for the first time——
It can absorb damage and knock away the BOSS. Every time it is used, the whole team will die once: either they tell the truth collectively, they dance collectively, or...
Haha, guess how we released the copy yesterday?
[All members are forced to tell the truth for three minutes]
