After Maxing Out All Job Classes - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: The Mayor Lost a Piece of Real Estate to You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Dinner?” The mayor was stunned for two seconds before he immediately smiled. “Aiyo, look at me. You must be exhausted after trudging through the mountains and fighting a bitter battle with the wyvern. Of course, you have to have a good meal first. I’m still talking nonsense here. How silly. Please follow me.”

He turned and led the way. Robb, Gorda, Kik, and Snow Dew followed. There were townspeople on either side of them. They swarmed around the four of them until they reached the mayor’s house. Without entering the house, the group set up torches in the middle of the yard and set up many tables. Then large quantities of food were brought out and quickly arranged into a feast.

Everyone was happy that the team had succeeded. The people of these Western Borderhammer towns were quite simple. When they were happy, they would dance. There were actually many men and women singing and dancing at the dining table. There was laughter everywhere. A few young people even held hands beside Robb’s table and danced around it…

Robb was actually a little hungry. He picked up a roasted leg of lamb and took a bite. Instantly he felt his “brain tremble.” Fuck! What am I eating? What kind of weird texture is this? What kind of bullshit leg-roasting technique is this? Even the worst roast mutton shop he had ever eaten could not make something this bad.

‘Well, forget it. I’m hungry anyway. I’ll just make do with what I have.’

As he ate, he thought, ‘This is food provided by the mayor. If it’s food made by ordinary people in the future, it’ll probably taste even worse. If I live here, I’ll probably have to cook by myself. Fortunately, I’m at the maximum level of proficiency in all professions. Of course, my chef skills are also full. It’s not difficult to cook. As long as I prepare the ingredients first, I can synthesize food with skill.’

The mayor took out a pocket and placed it on the table.

Gorda quickly opened the pouch. It was full of silver coins. Robb didn’t bother to count them, but he could tell there were three or four hundred of them. It must be quite a lot of money. Another merchant came over and set down a pile of silver coins on the table. “Mr. Gorda,” he said with a smile, “you can sell me that wyvern skin if you have no use for it.”

Godard laughed and lightly punched the merchant. “You’re a sly one. You could buy it from me here for only two hundred silver coins. In the Capital of the Holy City, you might not be able to buy such fine wyvern hides for five hundred.”

The merchant chuckled and said, “What I earn is hard-earned money. Bringing it to Holy Capital from here will be quite risky. There are countless monsters and checkpoints along the way. If you were to carry it all the way to the Capital yourself, it would take a lot of effort.”

“Well, you can have it, then.” Gorda accepted the merchant’s money with a smile, mixing it with the payment from the mayor. Then, instead of counting it one silver at a time, he plucked at it with his hand and divided it into four piles, one of which was larger and the other three smaller.

He laughed. “Come, come, one for each of you. Take it! Mr. Robert, this pile of money is yours.”

He pushed what looked like the biggest pile of money toward Robb.

Robb thought a little more highly of Gorda. The man was really quite sensible. He had basically killed the wyvern all by himself. It was only natural that he should take the big share, although Robb didn’t mind the small amount of money. With his ability, if he really wanted to make money, he could kill all sorts of dragons in minutes. The commission was out of the question. He would have to make a fortune selling dragon skins alone…

It didn’t matter how much or how little he got out of the money, but he liked seeing the way Gorda split it. It was the sort of thing a mature captain, or a sensible man, should take into account.

Robb needed money to survive in this world, so he unceremoniously threw the silver coins into the pockets of his jeans. The pockets on both sides and the one behind his butt were bulging and looked strange. However, the T-shirt and jeans he was wearing were quite strange in this world, so no one cared about the bags of money.

The mayor said, “Thank you again for your help to Westwind Town!”

Gorda laughed out loud. “Well, well. Next time you want to get rid of some monster, come find me.” Then he thought of something and smiled at the mayor. “But I may not be needed in this town of yours.”

The mayor was curious. “Why?”

Gorda pointed at Robb. “Mr. Robert said he’d come a long, long way. He was tired and didn’t want to go any further. He wanted to find the nearest town to live in. That’s why he followed us to Westwind. I think he’ll probably stay here. Then it won’t be our turn to get rid of any monsters in this town. Haha!”

Hearing this, the mayor was overjoyed. He turned to look at Robb. “Dear Mr. Robert, are you looking for a place to live?”

“Yeah!” Robb said. “I’m tired of the hustle. These monsters and quests mean nothing to me anymore. All I want now is a quiet AFK—”

At this point, he realized that everyone at the table was dumbfounded. He coughed dryly and corrected himself. “I’ve traveled too much and too far. I’m already exhausted. Now, I just want to find a place with green mountains and clear waters, away from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, and spend a few years in peace.”

Now everyone at the table understood!

The mayor’s thoughts raced. This Mr. Robert seemed very powerful. As long as he kept him in town, he would have to protect his home when the town was attacked by monsters in the future. Then the townspeople would be much safer, and he wouldn’t have to hire adventurers often.

He couldn’t help but be overjoyed. “That’s great. Why not stay in Westwind Town then. This place is filled with greenery…”

Robb spat, “Green hills and rivers? There are obviously several mines at the mouth of the town. Mining causes pollution.”

The mayor said, “Uh…”

This was awkward. He hurried on. “We’re far from the hustle and bustle here. It’s very peaceful and suitable for settlement.”

Robb continued, “There are clearly monsters that often come to cause trouble. Otherwise, why would you raise money to hire adventurers? Such skilled adventurers that it hurts.”

The mayor said, “Uh…”

Robb suddenly realized that he had no intention of learning how to complain about a hidden profession. It felt so good to complain about others, and he liked to see others speechless.

The mayor was so insulted that he had no choice but to use his trump card. He quickly said, “Mr. Robert, there is a small church in this town, but the Clergy in the church went to the City and never came back. Now the church is empty and empty. It just so happens that you are also an oracle of the God of Light. It would be best if you could manage the church. What do you think?

‘Yo!’ thought Robb. The mayor doesn’t want to waste time with you and throws a real estate deal at you. Well, I really have to jump this pit. To live a comfortable life, eat, wear, and live, these three conditions are indispensable. Now the accommodation is directly settled. Comrade Mayor, you’re very driven.

He spread his hands at the mayor. “Fine. Then I’ll stay here for the time being.”

[Robb gains a church]