《Teleporter's Travels》Chapter 11
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“Eh!” The same receptionist at the guild building was checking off Yuu’s quest, surprised at what she heard. On his very first quest, he had actually killed a goblin and two slimes!
Showing her the proof, she sighed, and the way she saw him changed. Every now and then she would see people like this, who would take their first few quests and just kill something above their expectations. But usually, these people already trained for a couple of years or just had experience in general. It was rare to find adventurers who join with absolutely no combat experience or any skill in other professions, especially since he is a Crosser.
Yet his first battle, he ended up killing a goblin and two slimes. To specify, this was his fifth day of actual training or his sixth day of just being in this world, he was already killing a monster that would usually be the bane of some beginners.
Even though at the end of the day, this really wasn’t an impressive feat that deserved years of praise, it was still a decent sign that he would progress faster than the average, or at the very least, she was hopeful of this being the case.
“Uh, miss…”
“Caryne, just call me Caryne.”
“Caryne, I have a question, can I take on multiple quests?”
“Theoretically yes. But it isn’t recommended. We place penalties on those who can’t complete the quests since it harms our reputation and the person who made the quests trust. Especially since technically anyone who isn’t known to do misdeeds or heavily wanted can just join almost any guilds.”
Putting away the goblin ear that she was given, she stored the quest’s paper, “when we receive the confirmation you can come to pick the money up. It will probably be here by later tonight so just come in tomorrow. Also when you see Jebon, tell him what you did during your quest so he doesn’t waste your time since you finally got experience in killing already.”
Walking out of the guild, Yuu stretched his arms, looking at the sun slowly descend the skies. Still shining bright yet showing its heart slowly fade away. Heading towards the inn, he ordered a cheap steak and some soup for Leah.
“Ey, boy, it seems like you use the scythe!” an older man who was showing signs of grey hair spoke to him.
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Placing his fork down, he looked over to a table near him, the man was eating alone, striking a conversation, most likely just wanting to chat, “Yup! I’m new to this though, but I have to say that I’m having fun.”
“I remember seeing a scythe user two decades ago, my memories are fogged but it was an experience, taking down a few adult wyverns with nothing but a few attacks. Seeing that scythe really reminded me of that time.”
Seeing the man give a gentle smile, not at him, but at the memories, he couldn’t help but wonder, “do you happen to know who it was specifically?”
“Hmm… not a clue honestly. The well-known users definitely didn’t match that person’s description but it has been a long time. But if there was one thing I remember, after each attack, he would use it differently.”
“Using a scythe differently?”
The man nods his head while pondering, “I may not be a senile old man, but it has been too long boy. Though I guess it’s like how you can do many things with a single item. Like an arrow can be used to shoot, but you can also use it to stab if you don’t have a knife. Or something like that I guess.”
“Huh... “ even though he hasn’t been using the scythe for long, this did make him ponder. It was similar to Leah’s fight earlier, using her storage to store things, but also to attack and trap. Though he still hasn't grasped the basics too much. Even using the scythe earlier against the goblin made his wrist feel a bit sore.
Talking with the man more, he learned that his name was Jefon, similar to Jebon, but he said it in a more different accent. Which also reminded him of what Chrisel told him. Crossers, while somehow knowing the common language, didn’t transfer perfectly.
When he spoke, he had to constantly be careful of his tone and grammar as it worked a bit like a translation tool. A native of the other language could understand it, but not perfectly, and the same applied to his accent.
Though regardless, he enjoyed the conversation as it was a nice way to end a day. After he finished eating, he dragged Leah up and washed their bodies before heading to sleep.
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On the very next day, he woke up to a knock. He rubbed his eyes still trying to actually sit up without wobbling as his mind was still tired. “The innkeeper said he would never really knock unless it was urgent. And strangers don’t really do it as well since only those who actually rented a room can get up…”
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Taking a minute to actually make himself look presentable and for his eyes to see more clearly instead of the blurry sight of the mornings, another knock sounded out. He quickly wobbled to the door and opened it.
As soon as the doors were opened, he saw a familiar trio in front of him, Chrisel, Bedgard, and Kebfa.
Seeing that they were here, he mentally slapped himself to wake up. Chrisel spoke up first before Yuu had the chance, “Good morning Yuu! I know it’s early in the morning but we need your help. Though I guess we should let you situate yourself.”
After getting himself ready, Yuu got his scythe and bag with him before hearing a comment, “A scythe huh… an interesting weapon indeed. It’s like seeing those who use canes instead of spears or similar poles like weapons,” Bedgard made a casual comment while resting his back against the wall, shaking the room a bit with his deep voice while staying mysterious as Yuu had never seen his face or even his body before.
Seeing Yuu ready, Chrisel spoke, not leaving the man and slime uninformed, “We are having a bit of trouble actually finding the bandit base. We found clues and signs of battles, as your information really helped, and we even managed to capture a few, but we really have no clue on their actual base.
That’s where you come in, help us actually find a path towards it. Though don’t worry, we’re just scouting, fighting comes at a later date, hopefully soon before the goblin and bandit rampage erupts…”
Hearing about the goblins, Yuu quickly spoke, “I have a question, what’s going on with the goblins? I forgot to ask what has been going on with them, it seems like some villages and some travelers are being attacked more frequently?”
“I guess to start off, let’s talk about babies,” Chrisel smiled wryly after saying that. “In this world, mana is a part of our everyday lives, this includes breeding as well. You said that in your world, humans take about nine months before their baby is expected, however, here it’s cut by a third, only needing six months.
While it is up for debate whether a baby born here is stronger than your world, one thing for sure is that the time it takes for beings to be born is less than your world. Goblins, while generally weak, have babies incredibly fast. So while there are goblin kings or very strong leaders, they only count for an extremely small amount.
Like flies, they swarm areas and nine out of ten, are just wild creatures, compared to those who actually think and live a civilized life. Here, the population of goblins who have no status, in other words, wild goblins, are growing like crazy and a leader behind them is having a war against the bandits. In turn, causing trouble with us. While goblins may be weak, their numbers make up for it.”
Speaking right after him, Bedgard’s voice rang out, “In other words, we don’t do something, they bang, they cause us trouble. Many casualties ahead.”
Feeling a sweat almost fall from his face, Chrisel ignored Bedgard’s words, “So, Yuu, will you help us?”
Not taking any time to hesitate or think, he responded immediately, “Yes! I may not be a hero, but I’d rather not see innocent families outside the city get hurt. I’ll try my best to help you find the place again.”
“Great! We should head out immediately. I already packed food in case you need it, we can eat while we travel. It’s best to go early to avoid any commotion or wandering eyes.”
About to head out, Yuu stopped and looked around him while rubbing his head.
“Is something wrong Yuu? Ah… Kebfa, you really do attract creatures to you,” slightly chucking, he stared at Kebfa who was holding Leah in her arms.
Seeing this, Kebfa commented, “Is it that surprising? Slimes that are tame are usually friendly.”
“Leah usually hangs on my head, so kind of. Though I guess it’s more of a girl to girl moment.”
“Leah? H-heh?! This is a girl?!” Kebfa stared at the slime who made a small “Hrm!” noise.
“Well, not really, at least yet, but she liked a feminine name, so I’m assuming when she does, she most likely is going to be a female.”
Kebfa held Leah a bit tighter and began walking with the others as they left the city under the rising sun.
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