The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 471  Our fates... are completely different

Barosik opened his mouth wide, looked towards the seller, and then looked at the empty space next to him.

Just now, 30 minutes ago, the wooden block was still next to the seller. Why is it... gone now?

Barosik trembled, but at this moment, he was no longer trembling with excitement. He was shaking with anger and surprise… as he didn't even understand what the hell was going on.

"Hahahaha… Have you seen that kid before?" The seller laughed loudly as he spoke to the surrounding sellers: "That kid just now must be crazy, hahahaha..."

"That's right." Another seller spoke up: "A piece of burned wood that you picked up in the forest can be sold for 5,000 gold coins."

"Tsk! If I had known there was such a fool, I would definitely have picked up more wooden blocks and tricked many fools."

"That kid really has so much money that it's crazy."

"You are really lucky. A burned piece of wood could be sold for 10,000 gold coins."

"Hahahaha… this is also normal. People here see ordinary things being sold at high prices and immediately think that those things have mysteries inside."

"That's right, the psychology of gamblers. But those idiots are easily fooled, hahahaha…"

"Pfff!" Barosik spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in anger.

In fact, if that block of wood was sold at an extremely high price, he wouldn't be as angry as this.

However, that block of wood was sold for 5,000 gold coins, equal to the amount of gold coins he was still holding, which made him extremely angry.

Besides... Barosik seemed to be able to guess who bought that block of wood. That's right, it's Rakka.

However, he also wondered what he had done to cause this to be revealed. Barosik thought again; he didn't even pay attention to that block of wood. How did Rakka know it was special?

'Could it be... No, it can't be. Rakka can't possibly have the same special ability as me.'

'My ability is unique in this world. Surely he was just lucky.'

'Damn it! That block of wood... that block of wood...'

"Rakka… I swear… I swear… I will definitely kill you…" Barosik muttered; his eyes were about to spit fire, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, and fresh blood flowed out.

"Pfff!" Barosik couldn't control his anger, so he spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turning white like an anaemic patient.

"Rakka… I swear… I swear… I will definitely kill you…" Barosik muttered; his eyes were about to spit fire, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, and fresh blood flowed out.

"One day… I will kill you… cut you into a hundred pieces and crush your bones into ash…"

Barosik was angry, but he could do nothing; in the end, he left the black market.

He didn't know if Rakka was still here or not. If he continued looking for hidden items, Rakka would probably take everything.

That's why he decided to go back first and wait another time to continue this. No, to be more precise... Barosik wanted to wait until Rakka wasn't paying attention and return to this place once again.

Barosik made up his mind and left. In the distance, Rakka saw him leave and frowned.

However, Rakka had no intention of following Barosik; instead, he left with the things he had just bought in the opposite direction of Barosik.

…

In the afternoon, Lathel and the others still could not climb to the top of the mountain; in fact, they had only gone 80% of the way.

At this point, everyone was exhausted. However, Lathel is different, as he still has his full physical strength.

After all, he had gone through Viva's hellish training, so he was no longer as weak as before.

If cornered, he could even resist the Demon Lord.

But… he still pretended to be breathing heavily, as if he were very tired, because he knew Lilith was watching him.

The 50 kg on his back was just like a small stone, as it had no weight for him. However, he also did not want to show off how strong he was.

If he shows off too much, he won't have 50 kg on his back but 500 kg.

"Are you guys okay?" Lathel walked among the crowd and asked.

"Do you think I'm okay?" A male mage gasped as he spoke; his magician's robe was now wet from his sweat.

"Ha… ha… ha… I… I'm not okay… call… call a healer… I… am about to stop breathing."

"Don't ask me; I'm just a flower; I just want to lie here forever."

Lathel: "…"

Looking at how everyone was so exhausted that they were about to suffocate, he also knew that this was everyone's limit. However, Lathel also did not want to let everyone receive Lilith's punishment for not completing this challenge.

"Oy! You guys… If you don't complete the challenge, you'll be punished, right?" Lathel asked again.

A female student then sighed and said: "That's right. Master Lilith… although she is very good and wonderful, her punishment… is also very terrible."

"What is that punishment?" Lathel frowned and asked again.

The woman shivered, covering her mouth with both hands as if she wanted to vomit. However, she tried to restrain herself, then said: "Clean the toilet."

Lathel: "…"

He rubbed his chin, feeling something was wrong: "Is the toilet here very dirty?"

After all, this place is a magic academy, and most of the people here are nobles. Lathel doesn't think that everyone's common sense is so poor that the toilet is dirty.

"No…" Another woman shook her head and said: "The place we cleaned was… the toilet at the brothel."

Lathel: "…"

Even though he hadn't seen a toilet in that place, he shivered because he could imagine how horrible that scene was.

Brothel... even inside a brothel, it is already very dirty, so the toilet is probably a hundred times dirtier.

Looking at everyone's expressions, perhaps they had experienced horrors there.

"So… let's try a little more." Lathel sighed and said, "With only a short distance left, we can definitely complete this challenge."

"Impossible!" A man gasped and said: "Even though I'm a warrior, however... ha... ha... this road is too steep, I can't climb it." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Unless… unless we have two hours of rest, then we can complete the challenge. However… ha… ha… sunset is also the time… Master Lilith… will…"

Lathel frowned. Although the young man didn't finish speaking, he knew what was about to happen.

'It seems… Lilith's punishments have made them feel scared. Cleaning a brothel's toilet, I don't dare think about that terrible thing.'

Lathel looked into the distance; it seemed like there was less than an hour left until the sun would set.

He sighed because he knew that everyone would have to endure the punishment of cleaning toilets at the brothel.

However, he felt tired because he didn't have any new experiences today.

Today, he only practiced.

Lathel looked at everyone resting and then spoke: "Are you willing to give up like this?"

An annoyed young man said: "If we don't give up, what else can we do? I'm exhausted and can't walk anymore."

"That's right." A female student spoke up: "Lathel, if you still have the strength, go, don't worry about us. At least, I don't want my hero to go to that dirty place."

"That's right. Lathel, hurry up and go, I know you still have enough strength to reach your destination."

"Oy! For a hero to clean the toilets of a brothel, that's very bad; you'll become the butt of every joke."

"Everyone is right; you go first. Anyway, this isn't the first time I've done that. My body was also covered by the smell of the toilet, so I couldn't wash it clean. Even if I clean that place one more time, it won't matter."

Lathel was a bit surprised when he heard what everyone said. He thought everyone would be jealous of him and want him to suffer the same fate as them.

But in the end... everyone was asking him to go so that he wouldn't enter that dirty place.

Lathel sighed and smiled. He sat on the ground and smiled: "If you don't go, then I won't go either."

A female student was startled and quickly said: "Oy! You…"

Lathel interrupted her words: "There's only a short way to go; we can try. Don't you want to run anymore? At least… we have to try a little more to know where our limits are, right?"

"But… this is already my limit." A male swordsman sighed after speaking.

"Have you guys run here before?" Lathel frowned and asked.

"No, before, we and everyone else could only run about 50% of the distance."

"Ah! That means your progress is huge." Lathel began to encourage everyone: "You can already reach here; there is only a short distance left, but you don't want to run."

"It seems… your limit is not here, but in your thoughts."

"But…" A female student pursed her lips and said: "You have extremely high talent, and your strength is also terrible; how can you understand the mediocrity of me and everyone else?"

"No matter how hard we try, we cannot become people like you."

"That's right." A man sitting with his back against a tree said: "The gap between geniuses and ordinary people... is something that, no matter how hard we try, becomes meaningless."

"Lathel, you cannot understand what we are enduring." A woman suddenly spoke up: "Your future is full of light, but my future... is only bleak."

"If nothing special happens, if I don't achieve results that surprise my family, then I'm still a commodity."

"After graduating, I must marry a man I have never met to benefit the family. Staying with someone you don't love, giving birth to his child, then being thrown away like a piece of trash."

"Lathel… My fate and yours... are completely different."