: kimimaro
: Worthless at Home, Whiz to the World: Volume 1
: J-Novel Club
: 9781718375925
: 1
: CHF 5.90
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: Fantasy
: English
: 250
: DRM
: PC/MAC/eReader/Tablet
: ePUB

Raised by his strict family of five older sisters, Noa leaves home to become an adventurer in a faraway land. But despite being a supposed novice, he keeps shocking seasoned adventurers with incredible feats of strength and magic.


It's no wonder, really. Unbeknownst to Noa, his sisters are some of the strongest people in the world-masters of magic, swordsmanship, trade negotiations, and more. While his sisters think of Noa as worthless, the rest of the world sees him for what he truly is: a whiz!


Determined to forge his own path, Noa begins his new life where he's finally appreciated for his abilities. But what will happen when his overprotective sisters set out to bring him home?


If worth is in the eye of the beholder, Noa is here to prove this whiz has been hiding in plain sight all along!

Chapter 1: Border Town Rajah


“Finally, I’m here!”

A month had passed since I’d left home. After a number of shared carriage rides, I had finally reached the border town of Rajah.

The west side of the continent was called the demon realm, ruled by demons and monsters, while the east side was called the human realm, ruled by humans and demihumans. Rajah was located on the boundary between the two and was renowned as a mecca for adventurers.

It was the perfect place for me to start a new life as an adventurer, far away from home.

“It should be safe now that I’ve come this far.”

My sisters were incredibly powerful. When the five of them came together, they could control the entire nation with ease. But I had crossed three country borders to get here from our homeland, the Winster Kingdom.My sisters shouldn’t be able to extend their search here anytime soon. The fact that I still couldn’t be completely at ease was a testament to how terrifying they were.

“Yes, and it was all thanks to you, Mr. Sieg!” the merchant who had gotten off the carriage with me said.

His name was Ortho. I’d met him at a town along the way and spent the last week or so of the journey with him. Sieg was the pseudonym I was using, having borrowe