Chapter 3: New Encounters (1/2)

The technology of this world is way behind that of earth's, basically there exist no electronic device, well at least I didn't see any yet. Not only that. people have yet to replace the horse as the main mean of transportation.

Therefore most people in this world would only go long distances in horse driven carriage which are even slower than a bike.

Due to that travel time takes around a day to move from one region to another.

The previous day the headmistress took the carriage and went somewhere out of this region and from the gossip I heard from the nuns I knew that she wouldn't return this week.

So I decided it was time I went through with my plans.

Previously I had arranged a plan to steal the headmistress money and get away from this orphanage. I had already prepared an outfit accompanied by a pair of gloves and a helmet to hide my figure as my pure black hair and eyes accompanied by my super pale skin are a unique set in this world for one who is fated for great misfortune.

So the last thing I needed was money so I had prepared routes both to get to the room of the headmistress and to get the h.e.l.l out of here.

This world's technology is lacking. To the point that they still use the candle for illumination, so just like people from medieval times they go to sleep early just after dusk and wake up at sunrise.

So i waited at night till midnight (and almost fell asleep) then went out of my room and sneaked to the headmistress living quarters. It wasn't easy as it was literally pitch black at the time but I still managed to get there by memorizing the path.

So when I reached her room I found out to my dismay that her room is locked. There was no way I could get the key to the lock as the headmistress had taken it with her. So I could only try forcefully open the door.

Fortunately due to my irregular strength it was quite easy as I kept pus.h.i.+ng the door till the lock bended and I could enter.

Afterwards I searched the room throughly till I found a chest beside her bed.

The fact that it was locked meant that it was what I was looking for. So I broke this lock just like before by deforming it through cheer muscle power .

Opening the chest I found lots of books, sorted out clothes of sort, some other unimportant stuff and a small box that I was looking for.

A nice sound rang as I emptied the content of the small box into a small bag I prepared beforehand then tied it to my belt (there is no such thing as pockets here) then went back to my room.

I wasn't planning to go out at the middle of the night as I don't want to be mistaken by the patrols as a thief or anything of the sort (hehe) .

So I waited leisurely back in my room for sunrise. During that time I had tidied up the bag that I had stuffed with my wares and shoved the money bag inside.

I wore the helmet I prepared before hand together with a long scarf. It was cold outside you know.

After leaving the first thing I wanted to do is to get a weapon. a sword.

See in this world slavery still exist. And I'm pretty sure that if any kid my age was to try what I'm doing he would end up as a slave(or dead) .

See slaves don't grow on trees they are taken from among the poor trained then sold to the rich. And slave traders would have to pay to get poor people enslaved.

But say if such a person who trades human lives were to spot a defenseless child roaming about all alone who look like a poor b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

He would almost absolutely attempt to kidnap the kid and then sell him in another region.

You might be wondering, can't his family go save him? Or where are the police?

Well his family can go save him... If they find him that is..

Police? Sorry, this ain't earth. Here we have patrol men and guards.

And in this world where social hierarchy is absolute, almost no one would care about doing something so troublesome as looking for a kidnapped child without knowing that he would get an appropriate reward,

and what does a poor farmer who gives almost all of his crops income to his lord as tax have to prepare to make a bounty or a request?

As a matter of fact there were times were poor farmers took a loan to make a request to rescue a kidnapped child.

The funny thing was that the poor family had to sell their child into slavery to pay that loan.

Moral of the story is if you are a child from a poor environment you will most likely end up sold out or kidnapped. Maybe that's why farmer have many children...

Anyway back to our story. I need a sword. Why? Because a child with a sword would most likely be the child of some n.o.bles or some great personage.

And if someone tries to kidnap me I can use the sword to defend myself.

However more importantly there is a job I could take even at my age (no I'm not working in a restaurant) and this job might requires a sword.

This job is called an adventurer.

See. this world is not earth and this fact keeps being proven to me more and more each day.

In this world there are no wild animals like a zebras and elephants.

There are only monsterous wild beasts such as a giant, man eating abyssal horse or a b.l.o.o.d.y behemoth and many other races that snacks on human beings.

These beast hold great power and cannot be beaten by simple swords or arrow.

However this world isn't that unfair.

each and every human or any member of an intellectual and sociable race are given a blessing from a certain G.o.d(I consider them as higher beings, compared to humans, far from reaching G.o.dhod), a sort of power that allows the weak intellectual beings to contend and beat the monsters that roam this world.

However not everyone can get that strong.

The adventurer guild is place where the strong help the weak.

That can be by clearing the area around villages from monsters. Defending villages or merchants caravans from monster raids . Or gathering materials from certain beast or from dangerous areas where certain minerals or plants can be found.

These are the most commun jobs of an adventurer.

But before becoming an advanturer I'd rather get my blade first.

So I made my way to a blacksmith shop that I saw a couple of times before (during the times I sneaked away from the orphanage).