Vol 1 Chapter 6 (1/2)
LEVEL 1: A Whisper, an Aria, a Prayer, an Awakening
Chapter 6: +1/-1 Warrior
For the tis had turned out Haruhiro considered leaving the Thieves Guild to join the Warriors Guild, but it wasn’t practical He couldn’t keep everyone waiting another seven days while he went through the training course Then there was the matter of money
They had received a total of ten silvers for becoht of those were spent upon joining their respective guilds That left only two silvers they could use freely And even that wasn’t entirely true Though roo their crash courses with their guilds, after that, they were on their own for food and housing
If they didn’t splurge on food, then ten capas a day were enough to get by Housing, unless they wanted to sleep on the streets, was another matter He hadn’t done the proper research yet, but it seeed around forty to fifty capas per person per day In order to save , but they had to eat That meant a minimum of ten capas per day
Two silvers Two hundred capas Twenty days of food
They had a to find a way to earntheir Criure out a way to live from day to day How could they make money?
By working, of course
So Haruhiro and the others had left Altana through the northern gate to begin working as Crione far when they encountered a largein the grass by the side of the road
“…Mogzo?” Haruhiro asked
The big man looked up slowly and blinked He opened and shut his mouth several tilances
“Huh…” Yuaze to the fluffy clouds in the sky above “Mogzo, weren’t you dragged off by Ragmound to join his party?”
“Not Ragzo “Is so? Are you here all alone?”
Mogzo knitted his eyebrows together and gave a slow nod
“I got it!” Ranta said, h no sound cahill asked you to join, but when he found out how useless and died his mind and kicked you out!”
“Ranta…” Haruhiro began to warn, but cut himself off It was pointless; the kid was beyond help
“My roaned “He took it all He told me to hand it all over, said he would show me the ropes…”
“That’s horrible,” shi+horu whispered
“I told you so,” Ranta bragged huffishly “That’s why I told you not to go I told you Raghill couldn’t be trusted I knew all along he was a heap of rags, a hill of trash”
“You’re one to talk,” Haruhiro replied
“Shut up, Haruhiro! How am I trash?! List the reasons! I dare you to list them!”
“Really? Fine then First of all—”
“Quit it! You actually keep a nu to do! You’re the one who’s trash!+”
“Wow Being called trash by trash, that’s super insulting…”
“Mogzo” Manato squatted down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder “You joined the Warriors Guild, right?”
Mogzo was dressed in chainloves and boots, and had a sheathed bastard sword strapped diagonally to his back All of the equipzo was none other than the Warrior class Due to his large size, the new look was rather befitting
“Yeah,” Mogzo replied, briefly glancing at Manato “I joined the Warriors Guild”
“That’s right!” Haruhiro clapped his hands together “Even if it’s that Trashhill’s fault, our party’sa Warrior…”
“Haruhiro, when you say Trashhill, you’re talking ’bout yourself, right?”