The Human Saint is Bored, so I was Summoned to Another World

A Meeting of Human Kings (Part 2)

In the end, I still had no luck in landing a job.

Ah, it's not because the Arles Militia didn't help me or anything; the boys gave me a much needed 'boost'. Sir Osmond took his time and talked to many business-owners around town, with me in tow, thus I got acquainted well with them. Some of his men even escorted us as we do that...

However...

"Oh! So, he's that Fist of the North Lands Kuro? I think he's way too popular to be qualified for this job. I wanted someone who's the scum of the society..."

"Ah, you're that guy! Nice meeting you! I also hated those imperial dudes; they're too arrogant for me. You know, I had this one time...blah blah blah..."

"Sorry, my daughter's always on about you, and since she's like that, I'm afraid she'd want to marry you. So, no, I can't have you in my family's restaurant."

This was stupid. I mean, before I gained that moronic title, they'd been rejecting me because I'm 'underqualified', 'we're full with no future vacancies', or 'this work needs someone with the state's highest honor and award even though the salary pay is shit'.

Seriously, it's too idiotic. Damn if you do, damn if you don't.

Sir Osmond could only offer me his condolences. He reminded me again that if only I had that 'soldier-type' body, he might've hired me on the spot. But yeah, I lean more on the 'lazy bum' side, so it's impossible.

And well, I heard that alibi before, so I'm used to it already.

"..."

Haa...I'm exhausted.

Faced with no other option but to go home, I walked towards the Holy Palatial Gardens once I bid farewell to Sir Osmond and the boys from the Arles militia.

"Hey, Mister Kuro!"

"!!!"

It's the second familiar face I met on this 'day'. He appeared on the dirt road as I trudged my way back to the palatial gardens. Sir Simon, the 2nd Prince of Nerfes, riding on his horse and escorted by a few of his guards, immediately greeted me with his usual 'princely' smile.

"What's up, Your Highness?" though I never felt like it, I forced a smile.

"Ah, it's all the same as ever." Sir Simon replied, "But, yes, I'd like to thank you for doing us a favor and attracting the crowd so that we can proceed with relative ease!"

"Uhh...don't mention it." I answered, not sure of what to say, since it's not my intended purpose, "It's your darling, Rambo, who did that. He deliberately announced to every soul in this town that I'm the 'Fist of the North Lands', and so the crowd went after me."

"Nah, of course, it wouldn't be possible if you didn't oblige." he countered, as positive as ever, "I mean, look, you have all the right to refuse, but you carried on like a true man. Your fame is something you deserve!"

Such lip service, Sir Simon. A few more, and I would believe it...

Anyway, when I asked Sir Simon about his business out here, he told me he's missing his friends—Lily, Maddie and I, and would like to come and see us as soon as possible. And because he didn't find me around the palace, he went off to fetch me.

"..."

On a related matter, I guess Maddie's father already knew of what happened between him and his daughter; after all, Maddie wasn't the type who'd keep such things to herself. Of course, knowing that fellow, I'm sure the old guy was pissed as hell. Maybe that's why Sir Simon's keeping away from Maddie's place, even though we went there before.