Chapter 2: 2. A white smith

After completing my mission, I left the adventurer guild and went to a blacksmith nearby.

It was still too early in the morning.

A world "closed" was still hanged on the door. But, I was still knocking it anyway. 

* Knock-knock-knock  

The door was finally opened after I knocked it for the third times.

" Ah Mister Owl, as morning as usual. "

" Yeah, G'morning Roy. "

" Come inside "

I came along and put my stuff on the table. 

It was a loots I took from the monsters, a valuable things such as their rusty weapons, rings, and etctera.

" Really, if only other adventurer aren't too lazy too loot the monsters, they all would have an extra good exchange for sure "

" Really, if only ya know how dangerous it is to loot the enemy when you didn't even know when you Will be attacked, you won't dare to say that "

" They are only need to take a Porter with them "

" Ah, those coward leeches? Only a few parties do it. It's not that worthy anyway "

" Hey, can't you think better of them? "

" There is no good Porter that want to stay as Porter forever. They will be either Independent scavanger or greenhorn adventure after understanding the trick. "

" To be an adventure is understandable, but scavanger? "

" They tend to have their personal link. It's not a job you proudly tell to others "

" As If you are know much about them"

" Hmn? Basically, you can say I am one of them "

" You? How come? " 

" Why do I come here all day, bro. A scavanger who able to fight by themself is a proper adventure "

" I am confused "

" Just think slowly, and you Will understand "

" Whatever, why do you hate hiring a Porter so much? "

" I don't hate, I just don't like "

" It's the same "

" No it--- "

" Stop there! I change my question. Why don't you hire them? "

" Cuz, I don't need them "

" C'moon, what kind of reason is that! "

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" Haaaahhh, Roy... Imagine, if Any good Porter will be independent scavanger or being adventurer themself, what left? "

" Errr... There is no good Porter left? "

" To be exact, there are only inexperienced, incompeted or Wicked Porter left. They tend to dissapoint me  sooner or later "

" Isn't it that only you who hate them? "

"  I just don't want to be mentaly burdened by it. "

" I get it "

Roy said so as He wrote our conversation in his small book. 

" Hey "

" Hmn!? "

" Give me my money for those junk, you bookworm "

" Ah, my bad... There's your money "

He gave me a pounch full of coins 

" Isn't this too much? "

" Just an extra for the morning lecture "

" Take it back bro, I will be more materialistic of you keep doing this "

" And use that for gambling? I do know it's worther to be in your hand "

" Wait-- don't you stop playing? "

" Who are you? My father? Just go already, I dont need a stinky masked weird adventure in my workshop "

" Hey, Watch your word. Insulting is no good "

" I know it won't effect you a bit "

And so, I was kicked out.

I did hear clearly the sound of him locking the door. 

I looked at the door for a while before continuing my daily.

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