I Think You Can’t Imagine a Warlock’s Joy

In a dim tavern, whispered words drifted out from the adventurers.

Adventurer: "No informants here, give me some warlock jokes."

Drinker: "Warriors, priests, mages, and warlocks go adventuring together. In the end, the warrior wins unmatched glory with valor, the priest wins divine favor with piety, and the mage wins forbidden knowledge with wisdom."

Chen Zhou: "What about the warlock?"

Drinker: "The warlock had already won the innkeeper's... before even stepping out of the tavern..."

Before he could finish, the drinker was knocked unconscious by a wooden mug.

A tiger-man adventurer who looked like a humanoid northeastern golden tabby exploded fur all over the place as he strongly objected: "Pure slander! You people truly cannot imagine the happiness of a warlock!"

After soul-transmigrating into a fantasy steampunk other world, Chen Zhou obtains a notebook that displays his own information.

Although he is a tiger-man subtype among beastmen, renowned for courage and martial prowess, he awakens the origin of sorcery in a shocking aurora and becomes a glorious innate warlock.

Faced with the prejudice other ninth-circle spellcasters have toward warlocks, Chen Zhou says that as long as you are willing to sit back, you really cannot imagine how happy a warlock can be!

Later, energy tides, magical revival, the summoning of the fourth calamity by the remnants of ancient kingdoms, the southward march of an undead army, and a series of other disasters and misfortunes appear, but as a warlock, all you need to do is level up quietly while sitting still and enjoy yourself...