Chapter 30: Northwind Castle Log (1)

The disheveled, tattered Swashbuckler finally saw the towering city walls in the distance.

"Finally—Northwind Castle."

Tears immediately streamed down his face.

These past few months had been exceedingly tough for him, but somehow, he had managed to stay alive every time. First, he was knocked out by a Hill Giant from the Stormy Ridge's outskirts with a club and taken as food stock. Just as he was about to be roasted, he used his Wanderer's Handy Proficiencies to untie the ropes and escaped with the Blur Technique.

But barely out of the frying pan, he found himself back in the fire. Half-Orcs robbed him blind on the road, stripping him of all his equipment and dragging him away to be a slave. He toiled in the mines for over a month before he finally escaped and made his way to Northwind Castle.

Thinking of these unbearable experiences, the Swashbuckler gritted his teeth.

"This time, in Northwind Castle, I have to make a name for myself!"