"Hurry up and keep up! I'm the one doing all the monster killing. If you can't even manage something as simple as carrying luggage, aren't you just completely useless?"
The male adventurer walking at the front of the passage berated the girl behind him in a thoroughly abusive tone. Yet under this torrent of insults, the girl did not even raise her head, merely following meekly behind him.
Because she was a professional supporter.
In other words, a porter. Although this was another world, there were evidently no convenient things like dimensional bags or spatial rings here. In adventures grounded in reality, this profession naturally had a reason to exist.
Whether they held essential supplies, spare weapons, or Magic Stones obtained from killing enemies, heavy backpacks became an unnecessary encumbrance over time. Under these circumstances, logistical personnel dedicated to carrying things naturally existed.
In most Familias, newcomers generally took on similar roles, following their seniors and learning while providing whatever help they could. However, there were always exceptions. Falna merely unearthed possibilities, and those with no talent for combat whatsoever, or temperaments unsuited to fighting, would give up on becoming adventurers and become full-time supporters.
These people, however, were not treated nearly as well as newcomers.
Among the motley assortment of adventurers, not everyone needed supporters, nor was everyone willing to unhesitatingly share the Magic Stones they had fought so hard to obtain with people who merely carried things.
Thus, without a reliable Familia backing them, supporters held a very low status.
As the pair approached, the male adventurer in front soon noticed Roland and abruptly stopped.
The girl, who looked like a Pygmy, also raised her head at this unusual development, revealing chestnut hair and a young, pretty face. She instinctively put on a flattering smile, but the emotion