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

Although the undergrowth around them was dense, the girls could still clearly see Pannis' movements. As he used the shadow's cover to appear outside the thicket Catherine had indicated and took a glance inside, he seemed to freeze for a moment before turning and walking away without even showing the interest to look back. When he returned to the girls' side, Pannis didn't offer an explanation; instead, he simply pursed his lips and said, "Let's go, take a detour, avoid that patch of woods."


"Uh, okay, it's easy enough to walk around." Catherine said, a bit startled, and nodded, "But there really are enemies inside? And they are troublesome?"


"The enemies inside are not a bit of trouble, dead Undead are the best kind of Undead, they are not troublesome at all," Pannis sighed and said, "The trouble is with those trees, and they are very troublesome."


"Those trees?" Catherine asked in surprise, "You recognize those trees? We have never seen this kind of tree before."


Chapter 271 Galama