[Western fantasy + multiple female leads + light comedy + Konosuba-like + team adventure + episodic drama]

"I've time-traveled quite a few times."

"As the saying goes, time travelers take turns sitting on the throne, and this year it's my turn. But too many time travelers isn't a good thing. So many time travelers have already come before me, and they've all done what I wanted to do. What do you want me to do?"

"Since things have come to this, I might as well go to the docks and get some fries... What, another big one? Life, can you please leave me alone this time? I just wanted to laze around!"

The lament of Mr. Baal, a mage, speculator, and legendary adventurer's party leader, who was in debt for hundreds of millions and was notorious far and wide, was thus expressed.

His squad members include, but are not limited to:

A melee mage who relies on underhanded tactics because he can't afford spellcasting materials.

A former hero who, lacking the money to buy a sword, practices boxing; who maxes out his cooking skills but still produces disastrous dishes.

The group buff is as fierce as a tiger, but the side effects are devastating – a self-destructing bard.

The only elven archer expelled from the Archers' Guild, every single one of his arrows misses the target.

Baal: "These teammates are poets!"

"The Rookie Mage's Journey Against Heaven"

The young man Chen Xuan awakened his magic talent by chance, but his magic was always full of problems in the initial stage, and he was called a "rookie mage" by his peers.

However, a mysterious ruins expedition changed his fate.

In the ruins, he got an ancient magic secret book and a magical wand.

From then on, Chen Xuan embarked on an adventure.

Along the way, he continued to practice and upgrade, and his magic became more and more powerful.

Faced with powerful monsters and evil magicians, he always came up with some strange but amazing ways to deal with them, and also made friends with elves, dwarves, orcs and other fantasy races.

Phantoms are pale, shapeshifting creatures capable of disguising their faces, voices, and even personalities to blend into the communities of other races. Wherever they go, suspicion and panic inevitably follow… “I must say, this isn’t fair. Especially not to me personally,” Vesper said innocently, spreading his hands. “I’m a priest, my God controls my every word and action—you know, like there are two little people in my head.” One says: This is going to be fun, let’s do it! The other would say: Okay, okay!

A succubus paladin trying to turn over a new leaf. A necromancer with extreme social anxiety who only lets skeletons socialize on his behalf. An orc priest who delves deeply into the realm of life but is very afraid of blood. And I, a traveler who doesn't belong to this world - a great bard. My name is Velen, and I was on the run when I unexpectedly found a diary. I thought it was a classic plot from Dragon Quest, but the god on the other side of the diary... doesn't seem very serious? Record stories and get rewards. Record fun and get more rewards. And our team of scumbags walking on the continent - seems to be the biggest fun in itself? [A worldview with a bit of everything], [Team road adventure], [Semi-diary], [More daily life]

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

Time travel is a risky thing. Some people travel to become wealthy merchants on giant ships, some become powerful prime ministers, some become strategists riding white horses, and some become monsters, opening their eyes to find a hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed monk asking for a master. Then they travel to another world. The second time around is still very dangerous. Ghosts appear in the shadows, monsters roam under the night sky, gods are nowhere to be seen, only strange creatures dwell on the throne. "Ah... how scary."