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

"It was right here, the parchment that fell from this pillar above was shot down by Lina with an arrow." Inside the preaching hall of the Death Temple, one could still see massive piles of bodies, twisted and scattered chaotically on the ground, evoking a desolate feeling unique to battlefields. However, everyone's attention wasn't focused on the bodies; their presence was almost entirely ignored, with people merely avoiding stepping on them as they walked. At this moment, everyone's attention was captivated by Vivian, holding the parchment while perched on Lina's back. The young mage pointed at a pillar and explained to Pannis, "The situation was very chaotic then, everyone was trying to help me, so no one saw clearly. But, my attention wasn't focused on myself, I can say I was the only one who saw the whole process. I saw the bolt fly up, then it triggered the explosion."


Chapter 314 The Last Gift