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

"Hey, are you eavesdropping?" Far from Freya, Pannis suddenly hung upside down from a Rhea pine, swinging back and forth and said to the person in front of him, "That's not a good habit, Guild Leader Odin. I never thought you'd be so leisurely as to have the time to slack here, let alone fight with pine needles while you're at it."


"If Lord Kyle can't hear from his position, how could I possibly hear." The elderly Odin was sitting under a pine tree, seemingly unsurprised by Pannis's abrupt appearance, not even lifting his eyelids, he continued to weave some strange ornaments with pine needles, "I don't have the habit of eavesdropping on my own daughter's conversations."


60 Chapter Old Fox