A rare ray of sunlight pierced through the leaves and branches of a pine tree and cast some shadows on the ground. Standing beneath it was the quartermaster we were looking for, a tall and burly auntie with golden hair and the emblem of the Silver Moon Alliance floating across her shoulder. In a sense, I was glad to be a member of the Silver Moon Alliance. To fight evil, they would accept even an auntie with such a… hardcore appearance to be their quartermaster.

I walked up to the auntie with Beiming, passed her my bag of resources and said without mincing my words, "These are the goods we’ve obtained along the way. Now, please give us our reward…"

A trace of astonishment flashed across her eyes. "Over 80000 goods? You didn’t steal this from somewhere, did you, boy?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Of course I stole them. From the Purgatory Legions. You wanna give it a try yourself?"

The quartermaster wisely shut up. NPCs like her weren't even strong enough to give a minotaur a challenge, much less a slayer of countless minotaurs like me. She put a hand on my shoulder and declared, "Young warrior,...