It's been many weeks since the tragedy in the village, but no one knows or has heard anything about what happened there. It appears to have never existed in the first place. The master-disciple duo stood at the food booth, staring at the grilled meat with seasonal vegetables, salads, and various sauces. Everyone wants to nibble on that piece of meat because of the perfume it emits.
“Can we eat?” Gura asked while salivating at the dish in front of her eyes. “Nope…” Screw said, while his stomach grumbled, “You got money?” He asked.“None,” she cried.[The system suggests working as an adventurer.]The system suddenly suggested the most efficient way to gain spare money. As he read the system prompt, Screw started to create a future plan for him and his daughter, Gura.“I think I know what I should do.” Screw walks away from the food booth, and Gura follows him into some dark alleyways, turning right from the corner. “Whe
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