I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Chapter 62: Confusion Of Priorities

Chapter 62: Confusion Of Priorities

Dungeon.

A place created by the distortion of space, transforming specific areas. The number of dungeons tends to increase exponentially as the world plunges into chaos.

Ironically, these fragments of chaos were considered the main activity grounds for adventurers because the dungeons themselves served as a sort of mine.

This was due to the magical stones that could be harvested from vanquished monsters, and often, precious items could be collected from investigating the interior structures (objects).

Wow, this dungeon is a real treasure trove, huh? Hey, spear-wielder brother, try searching over there. You might find something big!

There was a room underground, surrounded by bricks, resembling ruins.

Upon rummaging through the old furniture inside, a handful of extraordinary ornaments were presented to the party members, grasped in both hands.

The faint aura and vibration on their surfaces indicated that each of these ornaments was infused with magical power.

Hmm, with this many gathered, there might be some artifacts we can use right away. Shall we try wearing a few to test them out?

Its better to avoid doing that. Artifacts found in dungeons arent verified and dont always have beneficial effects for the user.

The monk gently dissuaded the curious vanguard.

As he said, using artifacts obtained from dungeons right away was taboo among adventurers.

One couldnt know the functionality of these items until they were appraised.

For instance, a hero I once served carelessly wore a necklace found in a dungeon, and as soon as they used magic, it exploded, decapitating them.

Even though they were repeatedly warned, they stubbornly wore it, believing beauty excuses all, but looking back, it was such a foolish way to die.

But even if we return to the city to get these appraised, its not feasible to carry everything. We should only take what looks valuable and leave the rest here.

How about hiding it somewhere inconspicuous?

Its not a great idea. The structure of the dungeon changes slowly, except for the main paths.

As the monk responded to the vanguard, no matter how limited our capacity to carry items was, hiding collectibles in the dungeon was inefficient.

Even if they remained intact by chance, it was common for the same paths to be refilled with traps or magical beasts.

It would be utterly futile if, after dealing with all that and reaching our destination, the specific structure of the dungeon changed, burying the spot where we hid the items.

Sigh, had I known this, I would have brought along a porter.

The mage sighed deeply upon hearing the party members conversation.

Feeling somewhat guilty, I, wearing a mask, suppressed those feelings and spoke in a sharp tone.

After all, isnt our objective to explore the dungeon and survive?

It wasnt that I was displeased with the constant talk of needing a porter.

In fact, having learned from being a porter, it was more about teaching what should be prioritized right now.

In a dungeon where its hard enough to keep ones life, focusing on greed can ruin everything. Since we are still in the early stages of exploration, I recommend focusing on gathering information needed for the report

Exactly! Its better to return alive than with treasures!

The sniper immediately agreed with me.

Initially, I thought him to be the most greedy due to his role as a scout focused on exploration, but he actually showed restraint in his desires and made appropriate decisions at every moment.

Indeed, those who have ventured deeper than the front lines and survived must be cautious.

Alright then, lets finish searching this room and move on to the next location

As we were about to leave the room and step into the corridor, the sniper suddenly stopped in surprise.

Then, with a tense face, he turned to me and quietly said,

Spearman, have you noticed?

Yes.

Immediately, I thrust the spear in my hand forward and gestured to the party members behind me.

In response, the party members nodded and took their positions.

It was then that we sensed something from the opposite side of the corridor.

Growl.

The thrill of the attack came with just the movement.

The sense of weight indicated that the enemies were quite heavy.

As if their bodies were made of stone.

Grooowl.

The sniper gestured towards the corridor connected to the room, leaving the grumbling mage behind.

The monk and the vanguard were about to step forward, but at that moment, someone eagerly raised their hand and dashed to her side.

Ill do it!!

What? The Hero is

Thump, thud.

Immediately, Ga-ram used her ability to gather nearby structures and bricks to block the passage.

The amount she lifted at once was faster than several strong men could, and the speed of her work was also very fast.

Wow, indeed. Hero, you easily accomplished what we couldnt!

Can you block this side as well?

Oh, yes! Leave it to me!

Although the finer details of the adjustment were lacking, it was a matter of simply stacking them up and then adjusting from our side.

As the vanguard and the monk admired her work, the chuckling sniper began to approach me, who was standing guard.

Was he going to help?

Wow, things have really become easier thanks to the Hero~

No, that wasnt it.

The way he swaggered without drawing a weapon suggested he had some business with me.

That aside, now that we have a moment, I have something on my mind. May I ask you something?

What is it?

Your name. I havent heard it since you joined the party. Isnt it a bit odd to only call you Spearman when were fighting side by side?

It was just what I was concerned about. He pinpointed the most sensitive issue.

At that, I quietly fiddled with the spear in my hand and said,

Coincidentally, I cant reveal that right now. That was one of my conditions for joining the party.

Hiding my face with a mask doesnt diminish my abilities, so its fine to move together, but revealing my name is a different matter.

Once that name is known to others, it becomes imprinted in their memories, making all associated memories clearer and altering their perception of me.

Especially since victims related to that name are present.

Heh, its something. In a situation where we need to trust each other, theres so much to hide.

Any complaints?

Of course not, as long as we cooperate well. Lets join forces to ensure we all return alive.

Saying this, the sniper patted my shoulder and stepped away.

He stepped back after a brief probing, but it was evident to anyone that he was suspicious of me.

After all, it was understandable to be suspicious of someone who joined the party under the condition of hiding their face and not revealing their name.

Conversely, recruiting such a suspicious person into the party implied that the title of Fallen Hero was not highly regarded among adventurers.

This was evident from the way the mage, who was preparing the meal, gestured to Ga-ram, who had just finished setting up the barricade.

Hero~ If its not too much trouble, could you help light a fire here?

Fire, you say?

Yes~ Just assemble this kit and spark the flint~ Oh, and I could use some help preparing the preserved food here~

Ah, yes. Ill help you.

The mage assigned the task not to another party member but to the Hero.

Another hero might have exploded in anger at such a request, but Ga-ram, unbothered, stepped forward to assist the mage.

Despite the cold sweat on her forehead indicating her physical exertion from setting up the barricade

There are a lot of dishes piled up; could you help with washing them at the fountain over there?

But such unreasonable requests extended not only to meal preparation but also to the subsequent cleanup.

Ehehe~ I guess because Im a mage, I dont have much physical strength Could you, maybe, help?

Ah, yes. Ill do it. Washing dishes is

Yes, I had anticipated this ever since we agreed to split the reward money equally.

It was evident that adventurers who teamed up with a fallen hero wouldnt approach things with a normal mindset.