Richer was a D-rank adventurer operating near Marquis Leo's territory. If there was pay involved, he'd take on any commission regardless of difficulty.
Marriage funds.
Just farming wasn't enough money. Fortunately, Richer learned from his father and could make a living with his sword, and he objectively assessed his skills to pick only appropriately difficult missions.
The receptionist asked.
"Why are you so desperate to earn money?"
Richer answered.
"I'll save up money to buy a pretty ring. And buy a house in a quiet territory, not on some war front."
How many years it would take to get a newlywed home by only taking D-rank commissions was unknown, but the receptionist didn't want to crush Richer's romantic dream.
"How about this commission?"
"What's this? Work to confirm whether a dungeon exists or not?"
