The town itself wasn’t that amazing to look at. The buildings were worn down and there wasn’t anything fancy scattered all over the place. It was something that you’d expect from a secluded town.
I was used to paved roads and tall shining buildings so this scene was a bit of a culture shock for me. Not that it made me uncomfortable, though. The only thing that I didn’t like was how dirty and unhygienic these people were.
Well, it was to be expected. They didn’t have strategic waste management, unlike my old world.
One building stuck out from the rest, though. It screamed luxury to me and I couldn’t help but to check it out. There was a huge sign with words that I couldn’t read written on it.
Well, I couldn’t read it for only a second before the words glitched out and I could read the letters properly. Another work of the prick author himself.
“Crimsonblade…House—”
I was busy reading the sign when a person rushed into me. A woman in a patched-up dress. I staggered back a few steps.
“Oh my! I’m so sorry! Are you all right?!” she asked in a panic. I gave her a nod.
“I’m fine,” I said. “Just look at where you’re going next time. You might hit an old lady with fragile bones or something.”
“I’m really, really sorry! I’m all up in my head and can’t concentrate on where I’m going.”
I didn’t know what to say so I just gave her another nod. She spewed me with another “sorry” before running away. She looked particularly distressed, like something bad was happening.
I should’ve asked her where to sell these fur, huh?
Well, it didn’t hurt to discover everything by myself. I walked away from the building to where I assumed was the town square. It was bustling with activities and I was relieved when I wasn’t the center of attention here. I just needed to sell these fur and meat before getting myself an inn to stay at.
I hoped that they would sell for a hefty price. It took me a while to kill them. Well, not me but my summoned creatures. I just perched myself on a tree like a lazy bum of a person that I was.
I passed by a stall selling some dried ingredients. Some were things that I knew but some looked indescribable. The old woman waved at me to come over.
“Young man, interested in buying anything? Dried meat tastes much better than a fresh one.”
Well, I couldn’t deny it. I loved beef jerky myself but I didn’t have any money.
“No, thank you. But do you have any idea where I can sell these?” I asked.
“There’s a building right next to the adventurer’s guild that will buy those fur of yours,” she answered. “Just walk forward until you see the sign. It’s easy for the eyes to see. Make sure you come here again to buy from me though.”
She gave me a cheeky grin. I let out a chuckle. “Only if you have cured beef.”
“Of course! I have plenty of those.”
“Great! Save some for me, then.”
I waved at her before continuing on my journey. A lot of people ushered me to buy stuff from them but I wasn’t interested. They didn’t have phone chargers to sell. Note the sarcastic remark.
Speaking of phones, I had to completely turn it off after the battery reached 90%. I didn’t want to risk it getting down further. Plus, I was planning to come here not only because of Erazor but because I wanted to buy some papers.
I needed to buy a lot of them and have my summoned creatures write everything down. It was going to take a lot of screen time so I didn’t want to waste more battery. The phone was in the cave as of now, completely buried in a different location than mine.
That thing was a major treasure to me. It had a total of 256GB worth of information. There were videos about survival, information about fashion, culture, food recipes, technologies, and many more in there.
To put it bluntly, that phone was my lifeline and that lifeline only had 90% left.
I read countless novels where the protagonist got teleported to another world with their phone. However, that phone served as comedic relief rather than an actual useful thing most of the time. The protagonist would check the phone and had this comedic expression upon realizing that the phone’s battery was 0%.
But that didn’t happen to me. I was lucky to have the phone at 100% and I wasn’t going to waste that opportunity by wasting it more. I needed to make sure everything was written down.
That thing was basically my holy scripture from the future. If I couldn’t find a way to charge that thing up, I was forced to transfer it to some papers.
I got closer to the place the old woman said before. There was a huge building and I would assume that it was the adventurer’s guild. A few people in combat outfits were walking in and out of that place. That wasn’t where I was going to. I stopped in front of a brown door.
There was a sign with a symbol of meat drawn on it. I frowned. Was that supposed to mean that it was a butchery? Well, a lot of people in fantasy problems never bothered to learn reading so I guess this one sufficed.
It was funny and cute at the same time.
I pushed the door opened and the bell rang, indicating a customer had arrived. Inside was cozy. It was the beginning of winter so the outside weather was colder than usual. But it felt warm inside this building.
“Welcome!” a burly guy greeted me from behind the counter. “May I know your name?”
“Kevin,” I said, using my real name for the first time here. “I was told that this place will buy my stuff?”
“Of course! I can see that you have high-quality stuff already on your shoulders,”
With that, I placed the fur on the table and sighed in relief. Despite controlling a clone, I could actually feel what he felt. So, the soreness of carrying these heavy things could be felt by me.
“I’ve never seen your face here before,” the guy said while checking over the furs. “A passing traveler, perhaps?”
“Yes. I’m here for a few days of rest before I continue on my journey again,” I answered.
“Well, if you’re here to replenish, I suggest you visit the tavern. The food and drinks are amazing here,” he said to me with a grin. “And we have a brothel in this town too. You know adventurers these days. Sometimes they can go for months without having some release. I’m sure you’re in the same position, young man.”
“Haha,” I awkwardly chuckle. “Not at the moment. But the tavern seems to have quite the reputation. Even the guards at that gate said the same thing to me. How about an inn, though?”
“Maria’s inn is perfect for someone like you who isn’t planning on staying. The pay for a night is cheap too,” he said before putting the fur down. “All right. I can’t hold it in anymore.”
“What?” I asked, alarmed.
“How’d you managed to hunt down these creatures without scratching too much of its fur?” he asked with a raised brow. “Demonic Bear tends to be tough to kill so it’s understandable if the fur will be damaged a lot by weapons and spells. But yours here looks like you just killed the bear with one strike. No damage to it at all. So, tell me.”
Shit, another problem. This world was so…weak. I imagined that these people would deal with monsters more proficiently seeing as it was a kill or be killed world. Logically speaking, strong adventurers were supposed to be all over the place because of the existence of monsters.
So, why did they keep being amazed by something as measly as one-shotting a bear? Instead of answering, I just smiled at him.
“It’s a secret,”
The burly guy was staring at me with wide eyes before bursting into a fit of laughter. He was clutching his stomach and all.
[Skill “Poker Face” acquired! Added to list of skills.]
What the hell? One weird thing came after one another. I felt extremely awkward. I sighed. Fantasy world or not, I was a natural introvert.
“HAHAHAHAH!” The man barked out. “That’s a great response! Good, keep your secret. Also, I’m buying them for 30 gold coins per fur. Bet that’ll satisfy you, huh?”
I didn’t know much about the currency in this world. Not even the novel had mentioned how much gold cost. Erazor was a wealthy man. He just threw a few hundred gold coins to strangers and moved on with his life.
If I could take a guess, 30 gold coins were 30 bucks? I shrugged at the man.
“Sure. It’s a deal,” I offered my hand and he frowned.
Oh, shit. I totally forgot that they didn’t have an actual handshake in this world. I retracted my hand back to my side and changed my expression to a stoic one.
This is so embarrassing! He probably thought that I want that money immediately or some shit!
The man didn’t look like he minded though. Instead, he asked me to wait for a moment before vanishing into the back room. I let out a sigh when he was gone from my sight.
Kevin Morren was an awkward loner everywhere he went. That was me.
I wanted to leave now.
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