Being an Honest Adventurer Is Pretty Boring, Isn't It?

[Party Adventure] [Blended Worldbuilding] [Amber Style]

Lance transmigrated into a fantasy world of swords and magic.

The bad news: he was a warehouse keeper at the Adventurers' Guild in a remote border town.

The good news: his golden finger was a quest panel and a skill list. The more impressively he completed a quest, the greater the rewards.

"Kid, can you take on a cyclops?"

"Why not?"

[Evaluation: Astonishing]

[Bonus Reward: Flaming Greatsword]

"They say a bunch of terrifying mind flayers have arrived in the northern metropolis..."

"Just ask me to handle it. I'll take care of them."

[Evaluation: Unimaginable]

[Bonus Reward: Lost Crown of Naira]

"A dragon from the Storm Sea is raiding us again. Adventurer, please, please save us!"

"A dragon? That's fine by me."

[Evaluation: Legendary Achievement]

[Bonus Reward: Dragon Speaker Class Advancement]

"Brave hero, our princess has admired you for a long time. Could we ask you to... If it's inconvenient, that's all right..."

"Why would it be inconvenient?"

Whenever he heard someone calling for help, Lance would step forward, crushing every enemy who dared attack with a contractual devotion that even the gods could not shake.

He was an adventurer. Every footprint he left and every time he lent a hand would be preserved in heroic ballads and passed down forever by bards.