Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 1133 - 247 Fire Torch and Gasoline

Chapter 1133: Chapter 247 Fire Torch and Gasoline

If Old Field and the previous president of the Adventurer’s Guild, who were anxiety-ridden and unsure forty years ago, knew that with the guidance of someone informed, it would take less than six hours to reach their third campsite — a journey that had taken them three days previously, even with delays at two intermediate campsites — they would have been insanely jealous. Fortunately, they couldn’t foresee what would happen forty years later, so they went ahead and built the third campsite as normal.

The setup of the campsite was almost identical to the second one. According to Ava, they weren’t attacked on the second night, so the two leaders confirmed the defensive capability of this setup. However, they couldn’t imagine that the two undead trailing far behind them, controlled by someone who had lived with Pannis for a long time and possessed superior tracking and counter-tracking skills, were always waiting for an opportunity. So, according to Ava’s account, one night forty years ago unfolded with one party meticulously patrolling — with each of the Demigods taking a three-hour shift, even at the cost of slightly reduced combat effectiveness, while the other party remained motionless like a stone, quietly hidden and watching the team.

"I remember you knew quite a few assassin and thief skills, though not professionally," Catherine said after two hours of walking, noticing Pannis looked much more at ease and finally showed a genuine smile. Ava’s voice chimed in, nudging Pannis’s waist, "The scenario Ava described sounds a lot like an assassin’s style, not at all like a knight’s way of fighting."

"A true knight will not let the so-called profession become a shackle that confines them. As long as they can uphold their faith and justice, any style of combat is permissible, of course, as long as it doesn’t violate their beliefs and justice. So, whether it’s thief or assassin skills, it’s not important to them." Pannis shook his head seriously, but eventually, under the semi-amused gaze of the knight girl, he admitted with a wry smile, "Alright, I admit, I was the one who taught her those tracking and hiding techniques. We also launched several similar surprise attacks together, targeting a group of magical beasts with even sharper senses in the forest. We followed that group for two whole days and struck when two of them were fighting over mating rights, killing most of them."

"Why target a group of magical beasts?" Lina asked curiously. "When you first mentioned it, I thought you were talking about some evil organization, not a group of magical beasts."

"There aren’t that many evil organizations constantly waiting for us to cause trouble," Pannis sighed helplessly, his head aching. "Besides, that was a mission. Don’t forget we were also lone adventurers. If your abilities reach the Demigod Rank, the Guild will recommend similar missions to you too."

"Recommend?" The knight girl was puzzled. According to Guild practice, adventurers usually apply for missions themselves, and at most there are targeted direct commissions, but there were almost no instances of the Guild actively recommending missions to adventurers. However, she quickly guessed the reason and asked tentatively, "It’s a service specifically provided for adventurers of the Demigod Rank, right?"

"Yes, indeed," Pannis nodded. "Actually, at that time, we couldn’t really be considered full-time adventurers; we freelanced from time to time. In fact, most Demigods, unless they are part of a fixed team, rarely work as full-time adventurers; they prefer the joy of exploration or the tranquility of life. However, if the Guild encounters a very tricky commission, like one whose failure could cause significant impact, they would send out requests to some Demigods, hoping these Demigods can help fulfill the commission."

"Stupid, so much useless explanation. Better to give an example," Dillie said disdainfully. "You all remember the recent issue where he went to help in the Winged People Mountain Range, right? Odin was there too, and one of the Demigods from the Mercenary Guild went as well. That was initially commissioned to the Adventurer’s Guild by Maya and Tiya, who then issued the request to various Demigods."

"Exactly, that’s how it was. In fact, at this level, the role of the major Guilds transforms from a manager to a distributor of resources and information," Pannis explained. "They send appropriate commission information to the right candidates and try their best to persuade them to accept the tasks."

"Why do they need to be responsible for persuading?" Lina asked in surprise. "I thought the Guild’s missions are the type you can take or leave."

"It must be because these missions have a significant impact," Catherine understood and said. "Like Mr. Lion mentioned just now, when dozens of powerful Demigod-ranked creatures rushed out from the Forest of Death, wanting to enter the normal world, if not stopped, they could severely affect the Winged People, not just them. If the Winged People couldn’t stop them, and they reached the human world, it would also lead to massive casualties and losses among ordinary people and lower-ranked professionals, so the Guild indeed needs to make every effort to persuade Demigods to accept the commissions."

"You guessed right," Pannis nodded. "Similar missions are always those that haven’t caused an impact yet but pose a serious threat to one or multiple parties."

"These types of commissions must offer very high rewards," Catherine finally broached the question closest to her heart, her eyes sparkling expectantly like gold coins, "Once completed, would one receive countless gold coins? A large number of rare items? Or highly valuable materials?"

"You’re overthinking it," Pannis said sideways to Catherine. "Such tasks exactly don’t have high rewards, even no actual rewards, yet often they are more valuable than material rewards. What you gain after completing the task is mostly favors from a certain race or power. Do you intend to sell these favors?"

"Just favors, that’s too bad," Catherine sighed, the hope fading from her eyes as she spoke dejectedly. "Let’s take a look at this camp then."

"Hey, big sister," Lina glared at Catherine. "That’s too direct. As soon as you hear there’s no money, you change the subject. What about your knightly spirit?"

"Haha." Watching the young girls, Pannis suddenly laughed softly and said gently, "I’m sorry I made you worry just now. I know you’ve been paying attention to my emotions, comforting me in your own way. Thank you, really. I’ve adjusted my mood now, and it won’t happen again like it did before."

"Really?" The young girls focused their gaze on Pannis, and they noticed that although his expression still carried a hint of melancholy, he had mostly returned to normal, truly making a realization rather than just verbally acknowledging it. Catherine moved closer to Pannis, looked up slightly at his face, then suddenly embraced him and said, "We can all feel the pain in your heart, we know Lady Nellie’s situation has hidden many emotions inside you, so everyone wanted to share your burden. So, the next time you feel this way, don’t keep it to yourself. Share it with us, let us bear your pain and sorrow together, can we? Remember, we are always by your side, no matter where you go, no matter what decisions you make, we will always be with you."

Pannis’s expression changed rapidly, finally settling into a light smile. He hesitated for a moment before gently embracing the knight girl’s armored body and softly said, "I understand, I understand. Don’t worry. Now, more than ever, I know what I need to do. Just give me a little more time; once everything is over, I will give you an answer."

"Hey, Mr. Lion, what are you doing?" As the young girls gathered around Pannis, focusing on him, a polished skull peaked out from behind Lina’s backpack. As soon as it appeared, it saw the scorpion-tailed lion, Dillie, gesturing with its two front paws in the air as if handling unseen objects, conducting some sort of ritual, prompting the curious skull to ask, "Are you playing with some toy?"

"No, I’m just getting ready," Dillie said fiercely. "I’m preparing torches and gasoline."

"What’s that?" The little skull asked puzzledly. "What is it used for?"

"Tsk, I knew you wouldn’t understand. Burn, burn, burn," Dillie said dismissively, seemingly unconcerned about Pannis’s emotional changes, but, actually, the young lion became much more active after noticing the clear improvement in Pannis’s mood. He snorted and turned away without looking at the girls gathered around Pannis, grumbling, "I’m going to check the camp. No, damn it, what’s there to see at the camp."

"Heh," Pannis’s reaction to the scorpion-tailed lion made him laugh helplessly, shaking his head. He released his arms from around Catherine and said to the girls, "Let’s go over there too, and see if there are any clues left in the camp. Dillie, wait a moment, let’s all go together."

"Then you guys better hurry up, don’t keep me waiting too long." The scorpion-tailed lion inexplicably complained, roaring, "Damn it, let it explode."

"Okay, let’s go together," the knight girl said gently, nodding her head. "But this time we must be careful, what if there are Undead ambushing in the camp? No matter what, this time we have to search the camp thoroughly first."

"Of course, that’s necessary," Pannis said. "This time I won’t be careless."