The Key In 10 Years

"Roger, the Lord’s Mansion is offering a reward for the corpse demon, do you want to pick it up together?" 
"No, I'm not very strong, so I won't take risks." 
"Roger, we still have one spot for the southern mine, would you like to come?"
 "Maybe next time..." 
"Roger, Roger... Nevermind, forget that I’ve asked." 
Ten years later. 
[You killed 1 Explosive Magic Frog, killing 164250 Explosive Magic Frogs in total] 
[Your magic resistance is increased to 100%] 
Roger, who was at the pool, rubbed his sore waist and said to himself, "Finally... I seem to have become a little stronger." 
... 
This was a fantasy wasteland world that had been radiated by nineteenth circle spells. Roger had been teleported with the profession model of "Hermit Ranger". He had only one wish: Before the real catastrophe broke out, he aimed to become a stronger every single day.

Dragon Boat Translation

I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

DragonBoatTrans

  The woodpecker roughly pulled the tree demon's branches away from the top, revealing the White House below.


  Roger suddenly had an idea and gestured to the woodpecker and the others. 


  The fierce man's underlings tactfully retreated.


  Roger approached the White House alone.


  It was a strange building with only one window in the South.


  The paint on the gate was peeled off and scattered on the ground, and the White powder on the wall seemed to have been recently painted.


  Roger knocked on the door and said in a gentle voice, "


   I'm an adventurer passing by. I've already killed the tree demon. 


  "Is there anything I can help you with?"


  The sobbing in the room gradually stopped.


  The window on the left was pushed open in a low voice---the person inside seemed to be confirming the truth.


  A corner of the door was pulled open, revealing a fair little face. It was a very sweet-looking girl.


She is my lover (1)