I Think You Can't Even Imagine the Joy a Warlock Experiences

In the dimly lit tavern, the whispers of adventurers could be heard.

Adventurer: "No traitors, let's have some warlock jokes."

The drinker said, "Warriors, priests, mages, and warlocks team up for adventures. In the end, the warriors won unparalleled glory with their bravery, the priests won the favor of the gods with their piety, and the mages won forbidden knowledge with their wisdom."

Chen Zhou: "Where is the warlock?"

A tavern patron said, "The warlock won over the landlady before even leaving the tavern..."

Before he could finish speaking, the drinker was knocked to the ground unconscious by a wooden wine cup.

The tiger-man adventurer, who resembled a humanoid golden tabby cat from Northeast China, bristled and vehemently retorted, "Pure slander! You can't even imagine the joy a warlock experiences!"

My soul has been transported to a fantastical steampunk world, and I am holding a notebook that displays my personal information.

Despite being a tiger-man subspecies known for its bravery among orcs, he awakened the origins of magic amidst the soul-stirring aurora, thus becoming a glorious gifted sorcerer.

Faced with the various prejudices that other ninth-ring spellcasters have against warlocks, Chen Zhou said that as long as you are willing to put your mind to it, you can't even imagine how happy a warlock can be!

Although a series of natural and man-made disasters later occurred, such as energy tides, the revival of magic, the summoning of the fourth calamity by the remnants of the ancient kingdom, and the southward march of the undead army, warlocks could simply sit back and level up, secretly enjoying the ride...