Please Guide Me, My Lord Deity!

After parting ways with Bell, Broly walked alone down a bustling street filled with all kinds of passersby, thinking about how he could determine whether there were any Capture Targets acknowledged by the Crystal Palace in this lively Dungeon City.

Since there was an Adventurer's Guild, he should probably spend money to post a request and gather the women of this city so he could meet them one by one. There might be some omissions, but it was clearly much more efficient.

The only problem was that he did not have much money on him. The Flying Dragons he had killed two days ago had all been exchanged by the caravan for this world's currency, but since they were Monsters that had naturally bred in the wild, their levels were not high. Their Magic Crystals and dropped dragon fangs were somewhat inferior in quality to those produced in the Dungeon, so he only had a mere 550,000 Falis.

"Hello, one Fried Potato Ball, please."

"Certainly, customer. What flavor would you like?"

"One of every flavor."

"I have eight flavors in total. For eight portions of Fried Potato Balls, I'll charge you 2,000 Falis."

Broly stopped before a Fried Potato Ball stall and bought the complete set of flavors.

Judging from the prices, those 550,000 Falis would probably only cover a few days of meals for him.

"Ah, nom~"

The soft Fried Potato Balls filled with red bean paste were really quite delicious.

Broly chewed on the steaming Fried Potato Balls in his hand as he made that assessment inwardly.

If I had known Laika Star would be attacked by Space Pirates, I wouldn't have sold the Asura Kingdom's Gold Coins and that pile of Gems so cheaply.

People in this world were dressed in gold and silver, and even their