This Adventurer Is Way Too Righteous

Author, please use uppercase letters for your talent level. One time it's F for strength, and another time it's F for strength.

People always ask me why I save people? Why? There are so many reasons why, I it🐴 save, save, save, save men, women, children, old people, good people are saved by you, bad guys can be changed even after being beaten up, I, it🐴 are all saved by you, all are saved by you.

As I was reading, I suddenly felt like I was such a bastard, eh, I didn't want to run away.

This book doesn't even need to be called excessive justice. After reading it, I just felt that this is what a kind and just person should do. The good deeds I do are not performed for the praise and comments of others. My fiery heart guides the direction I am going. My firm faith helps me cut off the thorns that block the road. I will get help because I am happy when people are happy, and I am happy when others recognize my actions, but none of these are the reasons why I am willing to insist on doing good deeds. I do it just because my heart tells me to do it. This is Croa, a truly just person. It is unfair to judge him as being too righteous. I think he is a true person. A righteous person, when I read the book, I even took on the perspective of a god. I was happy for every good deed Croak did. I recommended this book and the protagonist to every friend around me. It was just like Croak's adoptive father showing off the pure white son of man he adopted, a born saint, just like the gods showing off their excellence and righteousness. Just like the believers who practice righteousness and practice the path of justice without losing courage in the face of invincible evil, I am also willing to give some small encouragement and help to such a beautiful Croa. Take my few monthly votes. I hope you will continue to walk on the path of justice without losing your true heart. I hope you will defeat all evil and protect all the good things.

If you do good deeds you will become stronger, but if you do bad deeds you will become weaker. If not, then not all the people in this world can support me and become my nourishment. Then this world must be full of disasters all the time. They are waiting for my rescue. I will be their only hope. This may be the story of a brave man. , Or it may be the legend of the savior, but both the good and the evil will be played or controlled by me. This world is just a stage, disaster is the background of the stage, and the victory of justice over evil is the story of the stage. Evil will always come back, and justice will never lose to evil, because I need

After reading this book, I realized that it is becoming more and more difficult to write about a simple good person nowadays. You have to do good things because Goldfinger told you to do them so that you won't be scolded by readers...

Who doesn't want to be a saint? Who doesn't want to do big things?

I'm very curious whether the protagonist's traditional crafting at night can be considered as helping a good person to relieve his loneliness. If it meets the judgment, wouldn't it mean that as the protagonist's status becomes higher and higher, it will eventually become a hero's help to relieve his loneliness. The cycles overlap with each other. Wouldn't it be possible to create a "craft" man to defeat all evil?

Can the author send me the novel privately 😄? I'm a little jealous of so many people seeing it 😄

Great, I like this setting where good people are rewarded

The writing is very good. You can tell that I have been an adventurer before. The writing is very real and matches my experience as an adventurer. Come on!

The author writes very well, and his three views are correct. He is not an ugly and decisive person, nor is he a so-called virgin bitch. He is a truly kind and good person. Please stick to yourself and work hard.

My intuition tells me that novels of this type usually... You know 😓

I don't know since when, the protagonists in the novel have become more and more "killing and decisive" one by one, so decisive that they are like super-heroic giant babies who will kill people if they don't like what they want. I feel that even protagonists with ordinary people and normal thinking are a bit rare. It really makes me happy to see such good protagonists nowadays.

A teammate's dagger stabbed him from behind, but he had already turned around. My kindness is sharp and I have no mercy for evil. Where did this TM2 social statement come from?

So, should good deeds be rewarded? If the purpose of doing good deeds is to get rewarded, then his original motive is not pure and is tainted with the smell of copper, then can this person still be called a good person? This can probably only be called utilitarian. But doing good deeds should be rewarded. We have to admit that good people are only a minority in this world after all. We cannot ask the vast majority of people to be like them without asking for reward. If everyone asks for no reward for doing good deeds, then there will only be fewer and fewer people doing good deeds, and fewer people will be helped. In this way, good deeds will not be passed on. Therefore, this kind of thinking is not advisable, and it is appropriate to be rewarded for doing good deeds.

The writing is quite good. This kind of good-guy protagonist is very comfortable to read. The author's writing style is also very good. He pays great attention to many details and does not dwell on numerical planning and financial systems. The protagonist has the demeanor of a saint. I highly recommend it to readers who like this type of book.

I feel so happy watching it. I want to play Baldur's Gate 3 to punish evil and promote good. I feel like I'm going to be assimilated 😁 Come on, come on, I'll watch as many as you follow.

Why are you updating so late today? Isn't it because I was exhausted after taking the big exam, fell asleep at noon, woke up, and found that there was no update today, so I hurriedly got out of bed to type...

Not bad, but the title of the book is not very attractive. I suggest you copy it as: Adventurer's Journal of Justice. In addition, pay attention to some terms used by the natives. Speaking from the mouths of the natives, such as the son and the nobles, will directly change the world view of the book. Also, the divine skills of the chosen ones should not be detected. Even if they can be detected, they will be hidden from view.

Why does the protagonist look like a godly cultivation shota? Corresponding to Loli

When I read the latest chapter, it was an apology. I thought it was a eunuch, but when I turned to the latest chapter, I found that the chapter was called this.

According to the character of the protagonist, this book should be a single heroine/no heroine😏 But judging from the doting attitude of the goddesses, it feels like it is a nurturing game for the goddesses I think it's time for the goddesses to watch 🤭

It's rare to see such a good god ➕ a good male lead

The protagonist is a saint, but I don't hate it. It feels like he is not the protagonist of a novel, but the protagonist who has received a normal education and is not glib. It feels very comfortable.

A good book but the pace is too tight so tight that you can't breathe

Great, I haven't seen such a positive novel in a long time where good people are rewarded with good things.

Words of a Wise Man I see a false thing under the sun, like a gold ring in a pig's snout. There is a wicked man who lives in a fortified city. He oppresses the poor, violates the justice of the needy, and devours the houses of widows secretly. His hands are full of violence, his tongue spins lies, and the sighs of the city reach to heaven. The wicked man was afraid of the punishment, so he got up and fled to a distant city. He changed his clothes, changed his name, and lived within the high walls. He prepared a banquet, treated himself with fine wine, and said: "Who can deliver me into the hand of the judge? My dwelling is as high as an eagle's nest, and my paths are as hidden as the abyss. I have blotted out my traces, and no one can trace my sins." He raised his glass and laughed, and the wine flowed from the corners of his mouth, thinking that he had found peace. Then the righteous hear this. He lived on the edge of the wilderness, and he took the ordinary bow from the wall. There is nothing strange about this bow. The bow is made of ordinary wood and the strings are twisted hemp. He took out another arrow from the quiver. The feathers of the arrow were ordinary eagle feathers, and the arrowhead was made of ordinary iron beaten in the blacksmith shop. He neither spoke angrily nor cursed. He only remained silent for a moment and then shot the arrow into the sky. The arrow flew into the air like a bird, emitting no strange light or accompanied by thunder. They asked him, "Where did your arrows go? No one saw what you aimed at." The righteous man answered, "I don't know where the arrow fell, nor what it hit. But he who made the ears, can't he hear? He who made the eyes, can't he hear? Can't you see? Can't he who disciplines the nations judge? I only shoot this arrow, and it is the Lord who guides it." The wicked man is sitting at the window of his tower, boasting to his companions about his past evil deeds, like a victorious warrior counting his spoil. Suddenly, the arrow fell from the sky, hitting his open neck without any hesitation, and penetrated his throat. He fell to the ground, wine and blood flowing out together, and died before he finished speaking. The companion leaned over to take a closer look at the arrow, and saw that the arrow body was made of ordinary wood, the arrow feathers were ordinary eagle feathers, and the arrowhead was made of ordinary iron beaten in the blacksmith shop. There are no threads to pull you, and no clever tricks to hide. The people in the city asked each other: "Who shot this arrow? Where did this arrow fly from? It is just an ordinary arrow. How can you find this person's neck?" No one could answer. Behold, it is not the bow that has the power, nor the arrow that can find people, but the One who delivers the retribution Himself guides it. There is nothing hidden that will not be revealed, and there is nothing secret that will not be known. For will not the Lord, the judge of all the earth, do justice?

Are there any masters above the heroic level? It feels like there are so many heroic levels like wild dogs on the roadside 🙂

Are there any similar Western fantasy novels with good protagonists?