Playboy of the Capital

In the magical Yarran World, a group of extraordinary professionals ventured into dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, thrill, and honor, exploring secrets hidden in the depths of time. Coexisting with dangers, they were given a fitting name—adventurers.
With so many adventurers around, there would be a few oddballs, of course. Take for instance, the swordsman who used to be a thirsty hedonist and now spent his days looking for ways to put his life in danger; the knight who saw gold coins as his ultimate pursuit; the schizophrenic and overly curious priest, and the genius mage who was prone to zoning out and could not care of himself. What kind of strange stories would these kooky individuals create when they came together?
Alright, all the above are just nonsense. In truth, this is a casual story of an abnormal, unscrupulous middle-aged man and a few problematic girls undergoing self-therapy- I mean, seeking redemption.
You have been solemnly warned that this story is purely fictional. If there is any glaring similarity, you probably need self-therapy too.

Yarra's Adventure Notes

"They lurked here for thirty seconds," Ava's eyes focused on an empty space, her gaze seemingly vacant yet perceiving something others couldn't see. The girl maintained this dazed state for a full three minutes, silent and unurged, as everyone understood that she wasn't simply daydreaming like Vivian would; she was likely selecting a suitable image from among thousands of dynamic perspectives to reconstruct for everyone. They patiently waited until suddenly, the girl leaped into the air, contorting into a peculiar position and shot forward, hugging the ground as she vaulted the four or five meter-wide trench to land inside the opposite camp: "The first, slightly larger skeleton charged into the camp from this angle. It was only after it had covered one third of the distance that the Night Watcher spotted it."


Chapter 240 Another Person is Her