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

"Ah, I really didn't expect it to be developed by you," Warrensen said after a long silence, closing the documents he held and closing his eyes to ponder for a moment, sighing, "We in the Kingdom of Mages had also conducted this research. We spent fifteen years and countless funds on it, but in the end, we didn't gain much. Unexpectedly, you here had not leaked any news and had already completed the research. Heh, truly fills one with envy."


"Actually, we were also quite surprised," Antuin replied with a smile of non-committal, softly saying, "Hogg and I actually knew that Miss Vivian had been working on improvements and new developments of these casting potions, but we really didn't think the results would come this quickly, to be honest. When I heard the news yesterday, it really gave me a fright."


Chapter 40: Struggle for Interests