LEVEL 1: A Whisper, an Aria, a Prayer, an Awakening
Chapter 6: +1/-1 Warrior
For the time being, they had no choice but to make do with the way things 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 becoming Crimson Moon trainees, but eight 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 room and board had been provided during 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 seemed that renting a room averaged around forty to fifty capas per person per day . In order to save money, they could skip housing, 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 earn money . Before they could even think about buying their Crimson Moon service contracts from Bri, they had to figure 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 Crimson Moon trainees . They hadn’t gone far when they encountered a large man, dressed in rather shabby, dirty chainmail armor sitting in 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 times, but no words came out . Haruhiro and Manato exchanged glances .
“Huh…” Yume shifted her gaze to the fluffy clouds in the sky above . “Mogzo, weren’t you dragged off by Ragmound to join his party?”
“Not Ragmound, Raghill,” Haruhiro corrected mildly then approached Mogzo . “Is something wrong? Are you here all alone?”
Mogzo knitted his eyebrows together and gave a slow nod .
“I got it!” Ranta said, making a snapping motion with his fingers, though no sound came out . “They threw you out, didn’t they? Raghill asked you to join, but when he found out how useless and dim-witted you are, he changed his mind and kicked you out!”
“Ranta…” Haruhiro began to warn, but cut himself off . It was pointless; the kid was beyond help .
“My money,” Mogzo groaned . “He took it all . He told me to hand it all over, said he would show me the ropes…”
“That’s horrible,” Shihoru 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 numbered list of a person’s bad points? That’s a trashy thing 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 chainmail armor, was wearing leather gloves and boots, and had a sheathed bastard sword strapped diagonally to his back . All of the equipment looked like it was secondhand, but by appearances, Mogzo 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’s missing a Warrior…”
“Haruhiro, when you say Trashhill, you’re talking ’bout yourself, right?”
Haruhiro ignored Ranta’s comment and instead turned to Yume and Shihoru . “What do you two think?”
“I think that would be great,” Shihoru readily approved .
“What would be great?” Yume asked, clearly not understanding .
“Well, you see, our party’s missing a Warrior and Mogzo happens to be one without a party at the moment . I mean, it’s perfect, don’t you think?”
“Ohh…” Yume replied solemnly, then focused her gaze on Mogzo . “Mogzo, would you like to join Yume’s party?”
“…Is that… would it really be okay for me to join?”
“I, for one, would like that,” Manato grinned broadly at Mogzo . “If that’s okay with you, that is . ”
Haruhiro suspiciously glanced at Ranta sidelong . If anyone were to object, it would be that kid . But contrary to expectations…
Ranta cantered over behind Mogzo and playfully headlocked him . “I guess there’s no choice then! I’ll take good care of you, so become a good shield for me! Be prepared to die for me, Mogzo!”
“Oh . So that was your intention,” Haruhiro said .
“What? Did I say something weird? Nope . Not at all . It’s a Warrior’s job to stand in the front lines and tank, right? They’re the ones that are supposed to take the brunt of the enemies’ attacks . That’s why their entire body’s covered in chainmail armor—high defensive potential . ”
“Ranta’s absolutely right,” Manato said, expression grave as he gazed at Mogzo . “I’m not saying this to frighten you, but Warriors have it tougher than anyone else . But you can count on all of us to support you and if anything happens, I’ll use my Light Magic to heal you . So rest assured . ”
Mogzo nodded . “I’ll do the best I can . But…” Mogzo rubbed his stomach . “I have no money…”
“I’ll lend you some . I’ll find a way to make do for now and once we start earning money, we don’t have to worry about that anymore . ”
“Let’s get one thing straight,” Ranta grinned from ear to ear, patting Mogzo on the head . “I’m not lending you a single cent . I don’t return any money I borrow, so I don’t lend my money out either . That’s my policy!”
“Is that so?” Haruhiro shot back immediately . “You’re a natural lowlife . ”
Ranta stuck his tongue out at him then raised his index finger . “Haruhiro . ”
“What do you get when you multiply a negative number with a negative number? A positive number, right?”
“That’s what I am . ”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Slow, aren’t you? I became Dread Knight, not a Warrior, right? Then we found Mogzo, who’s a Warrior and without a party . It worked out perfectly and it’s ALL THANKS TO ME . ”
“I’m actually pretty jealous,” Manato said with a smile . “You always have a way of looking at the bright side of everything . It’s not something you can just want to do and then do it . It’s a real ability . ”
“That’s right! Unlike that retard Haruhiro, I knew you’d understand!”
“Whatever . ” Answering him back would just tire him out . Instead, Haruhiro turned towards Mogzo and stretched out his hand . “Let’s get to work, Mogzo!”
Mogzo took Haruhiro’s hand and Haruhiro attempted to pull him up to his feet . “Mogzo,” Haruhiro grunted . “You need to help me out, I can’t pull you up by myself…”
“Ah, sorry,” Mogzo replied, standing .
Maybe, they were going to be okay after all, Haruhiro thought .