"Is it here?"
Outside the Orario, vast expanse entered my field of vision and is breathtaking. Why am I here you asks? Of course its another work for the day! With that note, I realized that the current breeze in this area is quite refreshing. Maybe because I already used to live in an urban places. Inside the Orario, I mean.
"Hey, are you the hunting adventurers overseeing this area?" Noticing the poor-looking clothing of these people who gathers in the nearest barracks and are resting, I approached and asks.
"Ye---s???" Touching one of them, he replied and was munching the tooth-breaking bread as the cracking sound from his every bite enters my ear.
Hmmm? He looks familiar though. One of his face has full of scar along with his eye, but its clear that his pupil is a chestnut brown color resembles mine. The hair is dyed with white and has the thin layer of beard and a mustache. His muscle is also thicker.
"B-B-B-B-Boss!" he yelped as if seeing a ghost and leaped away, the bread he is munching dropped down. Others also jumped in surprised from what he did.
"What?" I asks
I should be the one to be surprised, not you! Why you just distanced yourself? Hah?!
Weirdo!, Well, look who's talking.
"N-n-n-nothing! I'm sorry" stuttering, he apologized.
"Its alright, I'm only here doing an errand, I'll leave after"
"For real?? y-you, won't get me?" he happily questioned from my reply.
"Get you? And huh? Are you afraid?"
"O-of course I am! Who isn't?!"
"So direct! hmm Its alright, just guide me and I'll leave you alone once I've done this" In a nutshell, he is afraid of me, why calling me your boss then!?
After then, I pull down a piece of parchment with an image of a flower, it has a shape of a clover but its length is as big as a human palm. It said to have a distinctive smell, so I wouldn't be surprise why the Guild and even the market doesn't have any of its stock.
"Fhurneum Flower?" He asks whilst I nodded. Yeah, I was informed that was the name.
"I see, but that's one of many rare monster specie, we can find one but. . ."
Rare animal or monster? I thought its just a flower? Thinking, he continued: ". . .it has the smell that can affect your nostril for three days!"
"Its that bad?"
He only nodded. "It is! you cannot smell for three days and that is a badnews!"
"tsk, Its alright, guide me" After all, its only just the smell.
His nod is like a force though. I still waited for him as he excused himself for a bit. I'm afraid he doesn't have any decline button, so yeah I waited.
But I was suddenly confused at his arrival. Not only he is equipped with Bow and a Quiver. He is also dragging two horses.
"You knew I'm not good at horse riding!" We were using horses means its far from this area!
"You want a backride, then?" He pointed behind his back, of course I deplore! Two male on one horse?! It looks stupid! But maybe if it's with Kami-sama I won't deny. . .
"But we can't use our feet. Even with my [Stride Step], it will take me almost an hour to arrive there!"
Ahh damn, in the end, I don't have a choice? Argh!
Riding at one of those horse, I let out a curse. Although I know the basics of horseback riding, it doesn't change the fact that a trauma is haunting me!. But I'm a strong man! I can do this!
Still shivering, I steel myself and finally rode it! Argh, achievement! But I feel nausea only for a second here!
And before our departure, he nodded at his companion and said: "I'll leave you guys for a while, make sure not to slack off!"
They laugh in response: "Just don't get affected with its smell, Dwight-san. . .we still need your cooking! Its hard to eat those bland bread!" says by one of them.
"Be back, Fillan-san!" says by another
Hoh, not only he overcome the trauma, he can also cook now? That's good!
Anyway, if they meant the bland bread they eaten just then, why are they eating that in the first place if this guy here can cook? I wonder.
Dwight Fillan is the name of his choice huh, I see. . .
I look above the clouds thereafter. This time, they covers the sun.
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"I see now you look like a real hunter with that get up" As the two horse continue striding forward, the still profusely sweating Agwin asks Dwight, afraid that he might fell down at any given moment. he force his chuckle while looking at the latter.
"Yeah, Its helpful indeed, I haven't yet to reach level 2 but I already had an alias given by those fella"
". . ."
Realizing Agwin doesn't have any luxury to respond as he turned pale in every minute, Dwight continued, "[Hawkeye] or [The Cook], I don't know the latter though but I like the former, even Kami-sama approved the Hawkeye as my alias if I ever level up, it also suits my skill best"
"That's. . .good! your. . .familia. . .who?"
Turning and turning my skin into a pale white and is swaying, I almost threw up. Dwight decided to stop our horses for a while to take a rest. After then did he reply: ", Although our rank should be at around low class familia, we are just guarding the safety of foreign merchants who come and go and always hunting monsters outside the vicinity of the Orario, so I'd rather regard us out of any familia rankings. As for my diety, she is the goddess of the hunt, Cernunnos-sama herself"
"Eh?" Athough he heard Dwight' but at this moment, Agwin body started to twitched!
"H-hey! hey boss! Don't die!" This time, Agwin's body convulsed as the trauma started to overwhelmed him. Remembering there's this one occasion he fell down during the horseback riding race, and one of his leg didn't loosen no matter what he did while upside down and was dragged by his own horse for a whole lap!
Laughing, mockery, petty, disappointment, anger. . .every reaction of the audience at that time, he still saw them pretty cleary as if the time slowed down only for him. Still dragging by the horse he grew up with, Agwin lost his reason to resists, his head pounded at either the horse' leg or unto the ground during the process. And all he did is nothing but stare at every audience he saw! He wanted to tear that sneer! that frown! that disappointment! that laugh!
I'm only here for an entertainment! But who would have thought I didn't feel entertained even during the last beat of my life. . .