[No one will mess with you if I'm around; Sheraton will make sure of it! I'm not homeless btw, I just travel a lot for work]

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Ubir was already there when I turned around to get the heck out of here. Sheraton's chef knives glinted in the light as she pulled them out of the sheath.

I should have her train him.

A table had flipped through the air and slammed against men. UNO cards and mugs of beer flew everywhere. 

"We didn't mean to offend any murderers here!! Please don't kill us!" Ubir yelped as he backed up against the door.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DRAW 72 ?! BULLSHIT, THAT'S NOT HOW UNO WORKS, ASSHOLE!!" the armed table-flipper yelled at the two cowering blue-robed men.

"WE AGREED TO HOUSE RULES! HOUUUSEEE RULESSS! You only have 82 cards in your hand. That's not even that many," the opposing man screamed back as he threw his blue bandana on the ground and drew his dagger.

"Oh no, this is worse than I thought, guys. We need to leave NOW." I yelled at my crew, and Ubir jumped out the door first. I would not stick around to find out why their UNO game had so many cards. Sheraton picked me up and held me in a bridal carry as she ran out of the place.

"Don't mind them, young miss. We have about 92 very passionate UNO players, and they are very good people! No murderers here! Anyway, it is a deal, don't hire anyone wearing a red robe and bandana!" yelled the unemployment office worker as we ran for our lives.

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We started training our new hires the following day. I directed the men only to clean the main streets. I needed witnesses to spread the word of my good deeds.

Manatown was also a tourist attraction thanks to the Magic Tower. Tourists were a great way to spread gossip and rumors; they were essentially a free source of advertisement.

I placed a large order for rakes and metal snow shovels to expedite the cleaning. My slaves— I mean, employees quickly bulldozed through the litter, and the citizens could finally see the paved roads for the first time this year.

My employees were surprisingly solid and efficient; they were focused and had great teamwork. It helped that the citizens steered clear of them to allow them to do their job without distractions. 

Red-robed men crawled out of the alleys and randomly attacked my men for no reason. I wasn't sure what that was all about, but my men assured me that the red guys were just assholes.

A few blue-robed guys followed me around to ensure that the red-robed guys didn't jump me. They were such good employees; I would definitely write letters of recommendation if any of them asked.

By paying these people a generous wage, I kept families from starving and boosted morale in Manatown.  The influx of cash into the territory from my endeavor should stimulate the economy.  

Wolt is so damn lucky that I'm here.

The one place that was left uncleaned was the Magic Tower.

The Magic Tower became a condemned homeless shelter. The local law enforcement in the town wrapped "DO NOT ENTER" yellow tape all over the busted doors and broken windows. The barrier magic stones have long expired, which invited a small flock of squatters to nest inside the Tower.

The graffiti in this world is on a whole different level. 

Like this gem:

"MAGES FIGHT LIKE DAIRY FARMERS"

Lovely, I live in a romance novel written by a child. 

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After two weeks, I ended my tour of goodwill. I became a local hero, ready to face Duke Westboye.

The commoners wanted me to solve away too many problems for them. I had to leave before I got roped into fixing something else.

There was a famous quote Earth that went like this:

"If you give a mouse a cookie, then he's going to ask for you to fix the infrastructure and overhaul the healthcare system."

I started to drift off in the carriage when Ubir began to freak out.

"SEATBELT ON, PLEASE!!!" Ubir yelled from the driver's seat outside.

"What?" I always have my seatbelt on—

—The seatbelt painfully cut into my shoulder as my body jerked abruptly forward. Sheraton shielded me from flying crackers,cheese and ham as the carriage accelerated suddenly.

[Maybe I should have packed a little less food.]

I had my window rolled down because it was stuffy inside, so the wind swept inside the carriage and blew my hair back, blinding me. I stuck my head out the window to see what was happening that caused such a panic. 

"LOCK YOUR DOORS AND WINDOWS, LADIES!" Ubir frantically yelled back at us.

I took a good long look behind the carriage while I had my head out.

What the hell…?