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

"Is there something strange I don't know about?" Lina, her face flushed, stormed into the prayer room. Just as Pannis was about to follow, the priestess had already slammed the prayer room's door shut, the sound almost audible throughout the whole temple. Pannis blinked dumbly, touched his nearly hit nose, looking innocently at the strangely behaving elderly nun Elisa and asked cluelessly, "It seems I did nothing wrong. Why has my nose suddenly become so endangered?"


"Hmm, you don't know?" Elisa smiled weirdly, watching Pannis continually nodding, and said contentedly, "Very well. Very well. You are a very nice young man. Since you know nothing now, it's better to keep it that way."


Chapter 28 Prayer