Inside An Ad**t Game As A Former Hero

owever, I would like you to show me the recorded status too.”

“Well? You don’t even know your own status?”

“I haven’t seen it in a long time.”

“Hmm… I see.”

It’s not strange.

It’s hard to see one’s own status written on the back unless you ask someone else to do it.

Cloud began to take off his armor and jacket.

‘He has a more disciplined body than I thought.’

He had thought it to be a little lanky, but surprisingly it wasn’t.

As Cloud took off his shirt, Walter stepped behind his back and checked his status.

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Lv.17

Strength: E(115)
Agility: E (105)
Durability: F (85)
Mana: F (70)
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‘After all, he wasn’t a Hero.’

Because the level of a Hero who has defeated the Goblin Lord and thousands of Goblins couldn’t be just a meager 17.

Walter felt a little relieved.

‘Still, it looks like he has focused on training himself.’

If you are level 17, you are a pretty competent figure among adventurers.
That’s right, a level 17 can even give you a decent position among the Kingdom’s guard.
Moreover, there’s still room for growth since this guy was so young and high leveled for his age.

‘It’s been a while since a good seed came in.’

Before he knew it, his evaluation had completely changed differing from the first impression, but Walter didn’t care.

New talents were always welcome in the Adventurer’s Guild, which always lacked extra hands.

“It’s over.
You can wear your clothes.”

Cloud began to wear his clothes.
While he tightened his breastplate, Walter showed him the status he had noted.

Seeing the status, Cloud narrowed his eyes.

“…this is my status?”

“Yup.
You are pretty good for a little fella.”

“You aren’t intentionally making it low on purpose, right?”

“If you don’t believe me, I’ll just call someone else.”

Hearing that, Cloud closed his mouth shut.

“Why? You disappointed? Oh, is it lower than what you expected?”

“…Yes.”

Cloud looked genuinely disappointed.

‘Ho.
There’s also a sense of competitive ambition.
Very good.’

The corners of Walter’s lips rose a little higher.

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Netomazo route.

A route that can be entered by only focusing on the events of the heroines while totally neglecting the character’s growth.

If you enter this route, the heroines will give you a direct hit of NTR at a high speed, and in the middle, they will leave the Hero character behind.

The Hero wouldn’t be able to stand it and will continue to hang around them.
He will slowly start peeking at the steamy sex actions of the heroines and other heroes, and gradually fall for that forbidden sense of immorality.

The other heroes who notice this will suggest that to go together to take advantage of the main character, and the main character will accept it.

After that, the protagonist will be slowly transformed into a netomazo by the heroines and other heroes, and like that—Game Over.

Of course, it’s a bad ending.

Why am I mentioning this?

Why else? It’s because I’m on that full-speed bad ending train right now.

I once again looked at my a rat’s tail worth of status.

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Lv.17

Strength: E (115)
Agility: E (105)
Durability: F (85)
Mana: F (70)
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The f*ck! How the hell can this be a mid game character’s stats?!

By this point of time, it should have been taken upto normally around level 30, if not, even 40.
However, this bastard Cloud didn’t level up because he was busy playing soft with the heroines!

‘That’s why this body is so pathetically weak.’

As I took a deep breath, Walter took back the paper with my status.

“I think you can be given a B-grade.”

“Is that so…”

“Don’t be too discouraged.
Being a B grade at that kind of age is a great deal.”

“Yes…”

“Well, I’ll give you your Adventure License by tomorrow.
Come back tomorrow.”

“All right.”

That way, I left the Adventurers’ Guild and returned to the inn.

Laying down on the inn bed, I thought.

‘Bye shiny equipments, level up comes first.’

I’ve played this game 3 times, so I know where I can find what type of equipments.
Before checking my status, I originally had thought of travelling to find some quality equipments.

However, after seeing this status, I have no choice but to revise the plan.

What will I do with good equipment?

—The basic stat is a worm’s worth.
It would just be hanging a pearl necklace around a pig’s neck.

And the current equipment isn’t that bad either.
Although it’s a mass-produced version sold in the market, the current equipment is acceptable for the current progress.

Oh, talking about the equipments, is the Holy Sword alright?

I took out the Holy Sword that was placed under the bed.
When the rolled up cloth was removed, a pristine white Holy Sword appeared.

Seemingly fine.

What about inside?

I poured my mana into the Holy Sword and looked inside the Holy Sword.

…it’s pretty much insanely broken.

“I knew this was going to happen.”

In the game, the Holy Sword is treated as an attack enhancement skill with a fixed number of uses.
It is a skill that is particularly strong against demons and evil spirits.
However, the number of chances left now are too pitiful.

4 times.

From what I’m looking at, another 4 times is the maximum.

‘I wondered how they even progressed to this stage… Man, the poor Holy Sword was overworked to its limits…’

It’s ridiculous.

If you are in a spot, think about f*cking up that demon and level up with that! Is it okay to just take the sh!t out of the Holy Sword like this?!

No matter how much of a p*ssy you are, this is too much you little sh!t—!

‘..Heh, it’s already done.’

Now, what’s the use thinking about it?

—nothing changes.

I comfortably positioned myself on the bed and closed my eyes.
Today will probably be the last time I will be sleeping comfortably.

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“”

“Here’s your B-grade Adventure License.”

I accepted the Adventure License that the receptionist gave me.
The Adventure License had the personal details that I had told yesterday with a large letter ‘B’ engraved on it.

I got the Adventure License and was about to leave, but the receptionist stopped me.

“Mr Cloud.
Isn’t this your first time working as an adventurer?”

“Um, indeed.”

“Then why don’t you try the Goblin Subjugation quest while also gaining practical experience? There is a party that just lacks one member to fill the quota.”

The receptionist said so and pointed in one direction.

I turned in the direction she was pointing at and saw four people, men and women seated at the table.

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