Investing All Points Into [Aura]

Roastberry is a town situated within the Ager District of the Aeternum Empire located on the edge of the famous Northern Mountains, a large mountain range that stretches from the center of the continent to the very far north, before disappearing into the great oceans.

The town is well-known for producing roasted berries that are used in many cuisines across the nation. Naturally, the farming industry in this area has had a boom in recent decades.

The town is situated beside Roast River, a river that flows from the mountains to the ocean.

Half of the town is situated on the north side of the river while the other side of the river is mainly for agriculture due to the fertile soil.

The town is surrounded by large metal walls that stretch across the river to form a near-perfect circle. The industrial and agricultural side are both protected.

During the end of Great Demonic War, the name of the 300-year war against the demons, there was no town here and only a burnt landscape from the devastating war. The Aeternum Empire built a stronghold here to supply forces to the front lines deep in the mountains.

After the spatial rift was sealed and the demonic forces defeated, the stronghold lost its purpose and was going to be abandoned. The discovery of a resilient wild fruit known as berries in this area and its excellent taste allowed the food industry to take foot.

Where industry is present comes a flock of people looking for work.

The stronghold was decommissioned and reconstructed into a medium-sized town which has retained a stable population of 10,000 since then.

The metal walls have remained to protect against magical creatures or animals.

E-rank dungeons exist a few miles away, but even mortals can defeat most of the creatures except for the bosses. A guild has long been established here, but most of the adventurers here are very weak. The highest ranking adventurer is a C-rank, which is the guildmaster.

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It was a bright nice day as the sun shined over the adventurer's guild located by the river.

The multi-story building's hall was mostly empty. Not a lot of adventurers came in, and the ones that did were E-ranked. Most did not stay after getting their money and left immediately.

A bus stopped at the front of the guild and only one person stepped out.

The door opened as usual and someone came in, garnering the attention of the few.

This person appears to be an underweight skinny young man in his mid-twenties. His height is average, but his brown eyes seemed to be full of vitality. However, his long black hair reached his shoulders and his full beard concealed a lot of his face.

The face and body are tanned, with a scar running from his left cheek down his neck.

Apart from his physical traits, this person wore an old dirty white t-shirt and shorts. The shoes looked to be old and dirty.

The belongings he carried were a simple short dagger with a sheathe on his waist and a backpack with unknown items inside. Oh, and a regular-looking silver ring on his right index finger.

To be honest, he looked like the average poor person.

"Oh look, it's George."

"Always a consistent customer, eh?"

"I'm amazed he hasn't gone up a rank after doing all those E-rank quests since he joined at the beginning of this year."

"Doesn't that say a lot about his talent? I bet the E-ranked Janitor is doomed to be at the bottom for life. Perhaps he'll be better in a factory."

Several adventurers whispered to each other, glancing at him occasionally while holding their beers. The others ignored him entirely and continued on with their business as if he had never appeared.

George Foster gave a quick glance of the room with indifference before approaching the receptionist. The adventurers who had been whispering about him felt a chill up their spine upon gazing into his eyes. They instantly shut up and looked away.

George has been in this town for a year, so most people within this guild know about him. Despite being an E-ranked adventurer and doing so many missions, he has not gone up in rank at all. Even most commoners go up at least one level before they are too old.

Despite all this, he still pushes forward, doing E-ranked jobs everyday no matter how dirty or disgusting the job. People in the guild refer to him as the 'E-ranked Janitor' because of this.

"How are you doing today George?" The female receptionist greeted him with a friendly smile. She has been here for a few years and always sees George. Although he does not talk much, she takes the initiative to greet him.

"The usual grind." George revealed a faint smile as he took off his backpack and pulled out a few herbs and rabbit hide. He handed them over to her for processing.

"You say that everyday. Don't you ever feel sad or happy?" She asked as she pulled out money from the cash register. George reached out and took the three Aeter dollars and seventy-five cents.

"I do. I just don't express it." He retracted his hand and put the money into his wallet which he put in the pocket of his shorts

"Have a nice day, Miss Jennie."

"*sigh* You too George."

Jennie watched as he turned around and walked to the exit, lost in her thoughts.

As she did, the door opened and a group of high-looking class adventurers came in. One of them had arrogance written all over his face. They looked down at the shorter one, George, who stopped in front of them since they temporarily blocked the door.