Transmigrating to Modern Earth from the Future-Chapter 101: Overachieving

As Lumen ventured through the forest, his newfound abilities as a Mystic Warlord continued to impress him. His enhanced physical attributes, coupled with his mastery of various weapons and spells, made him feel invincible. E-tier beasts, which had once been formidable opponents, now fell before him like leaves in the wind.

He moved with grace and precision, his strikes calculated and efficient. The forest echoed with the sounds of battle, a testament to Lumen’s growing power. He couldn’t help but smile as he dispatched another group of creatures with a combination of sword strikes and fire spells.

The forest had been his training ground, and it had served him well. But now, he had a mission to complete in the small city of Veridia. The quest to eradicate the nest of Plagueclaw Vermin weighed on his mind, and he was eager to prove himself in his new class.

As he continued his journey, the forest began to thin, and signs of civilization appeared. The distant sound of voices and the scent of wood smoke reached his senses. Lumen quickened his pace, eager to reach his destination.

Finally, he emerged from the forest and stood at the edge of Veridia. The city was smaller than some of the grandiose metropolises he had read about in fantasy novels, but it held a charm of its own. The buildings were made of stone and wood, blending seamlessly with the natural surroundings. The streets were bustling with people, going about their daily lives.

Lumen took a moment to observe the city. He was fascinated by the interactions of the inhabitants. Merchants called out their wares, children played in the cobblestone streets, and couples strolled hand in hand. It was a scene of ordinary life, but to Lumen, it felt like a glimpse into a new world.

He decided to take his time exploring Veridia before heading to the Hunter’s Guild to report the completion of his quest. Walking through the city, he couldn’t help but overhear snippets of conversations. The residents of Veridia spoke of various topics, from recent news to local gossip.

One conversation in particular caught his attention. Two elderly men were sitting on a bench, engaged in a spirited discussion about a recent festival. Lumen paused to listen, his curiosity piqued.

"...and did you see the fireworks, Terrence? They were more magnificent than ever!"

Terrence, the other man, nodded enthusiastically. "Aye, Joseph, I haven’t seen such splendid fireworks in years. The festival this year was truly a sight to behold."

Lumen couldn’t help but smile at their excitement. It seemed that Veridia had its own traditions and celebrations, bringing joy to its residents. It was a stark contrast to the challenges he had faced in the wilderness.

Continuing his exploration, Lumen passed by various shops and stalls. He noticed a blacksmith’s workshop with a burly man hammering away at a piece of metal. The rhythmic clang of the hammer against the anvil resonated in the air.

Curious, Lumen entered the shop and watched as the blacksmith worked his craft. The man’s hands moved with practised precision, shaping the metal into a finely crafted sword. Lumen admired the skill and dedication it took to create such a weapon.

As he left the blacksmith’s shop, Lumen’s attention was drawn to a quaint bakery. The aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafted through the air. He couldn’t resist the temptation and stepped inside.

The bakery was a cosy place with wooden beams and warm lighting. Shelves were lined with an assortment of bread, cakes, and sweets. Lumen approached the counter and greeted the baker, a friendly woman with flour-covered hands.

"Good day, sir! What can I get for you?" she asked with a warm smile.

Lumen decided to try a loaf of freshly baked bread and a small pastry filled with fruit. He paid for his selections and left the bakery with a satisfied stomach.

As he continued to explore Veridia, he couldn’t help but appreciate the simplicity of life in the city. It was a stark contrast to the grand quests and battles he had undertaken. Here, in this ordinary city, people lived their lives, cherishing the moments of joy and togetherness.

Eventually, Lumen made his way to the Hunter’s Guild, where he reported the completion of his quest to eradicate the nest of Plagueclaw Vermin.

Lumen entered the Hunter’s Guild, his chest adorned with a sense of accomplishment. The clerks and guild members went about their business, and a hushed murmur filled the air as they traded tales of recent quests. Approaching the front desk, he waited for the clerk’s attention.

The young clerk behind the desk looked up from her paperwork, her eyes widening slightly as she took in Lumen’s appearance. She had seen her fair share of hunters, but the air of confidence and the faint glow of power that surrounded him set him apart.

"Good day," Lumen greeted with a polite nod. "I’ve returned to report the completion of the quest to eradicate the nest of Plagueclaw Vermin."

The clerk blinked in surprise, and her gaze fell to the sack at Lumen’s side. Without a word, he reached into the sack and withdrew a severed ear, placing it on the counter. It was large, grotesque, and clearly belonged to the D-tier queen vermin he had slain. freёwebnoѵel.com

The clerk’s eyes widened even further as she recognized the ear. Her surprise was evident, and she stammered, "You... you killed the queen?"

Lumen nodded, his expression calm. "Yes, the nest has been cleared."

The clerk’s surprise turned into something resembling panic as she hurriedly flipped through the guild’s quest records. After a moment, her face paled, and she looked back up at Lumen.

"I... I apologise," she stammered. "I didn’t realise... The quest was for someone to clear the weaker F and E-tier vermin. They’re the ones causing the most trouble for the city. You... you’ve eliminated the queen, a D-tier creature. We’re not qualified to deal with someone of your level. Please, give me a moment."

With that, she turned and hurriedly made her way to the back of the guild hall. Lumen watched her go, his curiosity piqued. He had expected some recognition for his accomplishment, but it seemed he had inadvertently overachieved.