And then gradually began to have crooked thoughts.
Sidor was one of the many frustrated adventurers.
As a Level 1 Professional Warrior, he did not have a fixed team, but instead operated in a mercenary-like manner among various low-level adventurer groups.
Occasionally took on some gray area side jobs, his life was fairly comfortable.
With his negligible reputation in the Southern Islands, it was naturally impossible to receive an invitation to participate in the Moon Tide Banquet, but after all, it was a major festival held every three years, even if he couldn't attend the banquet three days later, he had to come to the island to join in the fun, perhaps establishing some useful connections or securing some unexpected gains.
Currently, eighty percent of the adventurers on the field were like this.
Obviously, the lucky draw event planned by the organizers was one of the "unexpected gains" he had anticipated.
