*PENG!*
In the silent guild hall, the sudden sound of a wine glass shattering on the floor was particularly loud.
Yet, among all the adventurers present, no one reacted or cared.
At this moment, they all stared wide-eyed at the counter, watching the gold nugget Riezel had tossed in front of the receptionist, completely frozen in shock.
After a moment, the adventurers finally erupted into a cacophony of noise.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Yo, that gold is massive!"
"What the hell? Did he just toss that gold like it's no big deal?"
"Is he insane?"
For adventurers, money was an incredibly important resource.
Just like the adventurers in the world of Danmachi, they explored dungeons not only for fame and strength but also for wealth—or more precisely, money.
Money could buy a ton of things, including but not limited to magic potions, magic items, magic weapons, and sometimes even incredible artifacts.
As a result, gold and silver were not just optional for adventurers, but crucial resources directly tied to their lives. It was precisely for this kind of resource that many chose to become adventurers, whether in the world of Danmachi or this world.
Now, since Riezel had casually displayed astonishing wealth in front of these adventurers, how could that not shock them?
At this moment, many looked at the gold nugget in front of Riezel with greedy eyes and expressions.
Riezel, however, seemed completely oblivious to this situation and nonchalantly turned to the receptionist, who was still frozen in place.
"So? Can I buy it or not?"
Riezel's question made the receptionist stutter.
"I-I'll go prepare it right now!"
After leaving these words, the receptionist awkwardly ran off.
Riezel continued to stand there, motionless, waiting for her to return.
Until—
"I gotta say, Young Master, if you're this loaded, why bother being an adventurer? Why not just buy a mansion and be a landowner or something? That's way more enjoyable, yeah?"
A hand suddenly reached from behind Riezel, wrapping around his neck.
The owner of the hand was a burly man dressed in leather armor, with a hand axe hanging from his waist, a round shield at his side, and two menacing scars on his face.
"Are you a noble who wants to experience life or something? Wanna feel what it's like to be an adventurer?"
He looked at the gold nugget with greedy eyes for a while before grinning and speaking to Riezel.
"If that's the case, it's super easy! Just join my group, and you can be the leader for a day. I'll take you out to hunt monsters, and I promise you'll get the full adventurer experience! Right, guys?!"
He shouted to one of the tables, causing a few other burly men there to stand and cheer in agreement.
Anyone with a normal brain knew they were untrustworthy.
However, while the other adventurers in the guild hall began to whisper among themselves, none stepped forward to stop it.
"Let go."
In this situation, Riezel remained completely motionless and spoke in a cold tone.
Meanwhile, the burly man's face twisted with surprise for a moment before changing to a sinister expression and a sneer.
"What did you say? Say it again!"
Unfortunately, some words, only get one chance to be heard.
Riezel reached out, grabbed the hand around his neck, and slowly applied pressure, forcing it away.
"Ugh!"
Feeling a powerful force acting on his hand, the burly man's expression changed, leaving him no choice but to let Riezel go.
"So... you were saying you want to take me on an adventure, huh?"
As Riezel released the hand he had just forced away, he asked the burly man, whose expression had slightly changed.
"Okay, does that mean you're pretty strong?"
Riezel's question made the burly man temporarily forget the situation he was just in.
"Looks like you don't know who I am, huh?"
Asking back, the burly man's sneer returned.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Even if you haven't heard my name, you should recognize this, yeah?"
He displayed the identification tag hanging around his neck for Riezel to see—a silver identification tag.
In other words, the burly man in front of him was a Silver Adventurer.
"Got it now?"
While speaking, the burly man grinned with pride.
"I'm Silver rank. Adventurers at this rank are among the top in E-Rantel, unlike you, who's a rookie with Copper rank."
"Now you get how strong I am?"
Instead of responding, Riezel looked at the burly man with a strange expression, making him feel a bit uneasy.
After a moment of silence, Riezel suddenly smiled.
"By just saying that, I obviously won't understand..." Riezel shrugged casually, a smile still on his face. "How about this? I'll give you a chance."
"A chance?" The burly man frowned.
Riezel didn't respond but reached into his clothing, using the Structure System Magic to create a bag, which he then pulled out.
In the eyes of others, it simply looked like he was pulling a bag from his clothing, so no one noticed he had used magic.
Shortly afterward, he suddenly turned the bag upside down, dumping its contents in front of everyone.
In the next moment, all the adventurers' eyes widened.
Along with Riezel's actions and a series of 'thud thud thud' sounds, several gold nuggets the size of fists were dumped from the bag and rolled onto the counter.
*Gulp!*
Countless swallowing sounds began to resound.
"You…"
Seeing this unexpected scene, the burly man was stunned.
Meanwhile, ignoring everyone's reactions, Riezel spoke again in a clear voice.
"Let's go outside."
He smiled at the burly man, pointing to the guild entrance with his chin.
"Win against me and prove you're strong, and you can take all this stuff with you. What do you say?"
As soon as these words came out of Riezel's mouth, the greed in the burly man's eyes could no longer be hidden.
"...Are you serious?"
With narrowed eyes, the burly man made his final confirmation.
"Serious." Riezel affirmed confidently.
"Great! Don't regret it!"
Completely forgetting about the strength Riezel had shown when he pried his hand away, the burly man exclaimed in joy.
Seeing this, the other adventurers became restless.
"Me! Count me in!"
"I'm strong too!"
"I want to challenge you!"
"Let me try!"
One by one, the adventurers shouted one after another, as if they thought that if they hesitated for even a moment, the gold would slip away.
Seeing this, Riezel had only one response.
"No problem, you all can try."
If anyone here had seen how Riezel accepted challenges at the front of the Frenzel residence, they would recognize that the look in his eyes now was the same as it had been back then.
It was the look of someone eyeing free stuff, gazing at a group of easy targets.
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In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour had passed.
Outside the Adventurer's Guild, the crowd that had gathered for over half an hour fell into a deep silence, just as they had when they witnessed Riezel toss a gold nugget onto the receptionist counter for the first time.
Currently, their eyes were vacant, and their expressions were frozen as they stared at the scene before them.
"AAAAAHHHHH—!!!"
*BANG!*
A piercing scream rang out as a burly man flew like a cannonball, crashing to the ground and losing consciousness.
Naturally, he wasn't the same burly man who had first spoken to Riezel, but someone else.
Adventurers like the burly man now lay scattered on the ground, all completely unconscious.
They were bruised and battered.
They were covered in injuries.
They lay on the ground like oversized garbage, with not a single one still standing.
On the other hand, Riezel stood in the center of the fallen adventurers, holding a sheathed sword in his hand with an indifferent expression.
What was surprising, however, was that not only was he unscathed, but his clothes were perfectly in order as well.
"Anyone else?"
Riezel asked in a calm tone, looking around with an air of nonchalance.
*Whoosh!*
In an instant, all the adventurers stepped back a few paces, and no one dared to approach Riezel anymore, as the greed that had filled their eyes earlier was now replaced with sheer terror.
Strong!
Very strong!
Now, they realized that this young man, who had looked like a wealthy nobleman seeking a life experience, was actually a very powerful warrior!
Any adventurers who dared to challenge him, whether they were Copper Adventurers, Iron Adventurers, or Silver Adventurers, found themselves flying out at an even faster speed than when they charged at him, crashing to the ground, unable to rise again.
Let alone forcing him to draw his sword, they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothing.
Even magic casters were helpless when facing him.
Just a second ago, they had cast magic to attack him from afar, but in the next second, he suddenly appeared right in front of them, knocking each of them down with a single punch.
It was clearly not a battle but a massacre!
A noble?
A young master?
He was clearly a powerhouse, unstoppable!
"Is there anyone else?"
Riezel asked again and had no idea how he appeared in the eyes of others, so when he saw that no one was coming up, he felt a bit disappointed.
"Alright, I can relax the conditions a bit. As long as someone can just touch me, all these things are theirs."
He lifted the heavy bag and weighed it before the crowd.
Unfortunately for him, after witnessing such a massacre, who would still be willing to come up?
"Tch, boring..."
Riezel clicked his tongue, feeling a bit annoyed.
Knowing that no one would step forward anymore, he turned around and entered the guild, approaching the counter where the receptionist held a bound sheepskin parchment.
"Is that the thing?"
Riezel asked the receptionist, but she didn't react at all, seemingly still in a daze.
In the end, Riezel took the parchment directly from her hand, turned, and left, leaving countless adventurers staring at the people lying on the ground, unable to speak for a long time.
However, they understood one thing.
E-Rantel had welcomed a big shot—a mysterious young man with a lavish lifestyle and unreasonable strength.
Soon, news of Riezel Brynhart spread throughout the entire city.