The Mage Just Wants to Grind the World to Dust

Transmigrated into a fantastical world of the supernatural, overrun by monsters and full of adventurers. At least I didn't end up as a pitchfork-wielding farmer who wouldn't survive past the first chapter. But I did start out as an utterly forgettable traveling merchant, the kind who could end up dead at the hands of a band of thieves one day, or as a monster's dinner. “I feel like someone set me up! Why the hell did that arrow hit my knee?” “I’m going to become an adventurer. At least... I can die with some dignity!” That was the first thought of Shagel, a merchant’s son who had been killed by a goblin arrow. And so the wheels of adventure began to turn. Then they... Rolled over the Goblin Kingdom, the Demon Monk Dojo, and the Fallen Labyrinth, crushed the lair of an evil dragon, and ground the skull of the Dark Hero into dust... “Why are you saying this treasure chest is yours? It can’t even talk. What? It can talk? It’s a mimic. We’ve got to grind it!” “I just forgot to close it! How can you say I opened it?” “The treasures of a dungeon have always belonged to the mages. If you have a problem with that, take it up with the Reaper!” “All fear comes from insufficient firepower!” “Now that I’ve got enough firepower, show me how scared you are!” [Adventurers, classes, leveling up, monsters, mages, enhancement points, talents, faux DND, magical creatures, heroes!]