“Darryl how could you think I’d do this?” Hit her myself and bring her here?
“Why not, you seem the type. OMG…you must be in pain, come here.”
Darryl snickered as he went to retrieve a large armchair from the back of the store.
“Don’t say such things even as a joke, you’re breaking my heart.
Looking at me with a playful face he then turned to face the little girl and spoke in a softly, completely the opposite of his usual way of talking.
“Sit here”
She collapsed into the comfortable chair, clearly exhausted and Darryl gave her some more bread and water. She ate her fill and soon after fell asleep.“So what happened Johra?”
“I don’t know much, I just saw her getting roughed up in the alley”
“Who did it?”
“It was that Wolf club. Her parents owed them money so he gave up his little girl as payment.”
“Those worthless scum bastards!”
His anger caused his muscles to bulge out. It seems like the physique from his past as an adventurer was still there.
“So can you take care of her for a little while?”
“Does she really have no place to go? I did require an assistant so just leave her here with me, but…”
“Hmm…Don’t worry about the Wolf club, I will handle them. Just please keep her safe.”
“Yeah, but do you intend to fight head on with those thugs?”
“Right, I was already planning on taking care of them”
He was a kind person. That’s why he would give bread to beggars with the excuse it would soon go bad. He was the third son from a famous bakers family in a big city. Since when he was young he would secretly give some bread to beggars without his father knowing. But finally his father caught him and they argued. He then ran away from home and hasn’t gone back ever since
“I’d like to help but I have my own things to protect now.”
He would definitely have helped if it were his younger adventurer self. But if he were to cause problems now then his bakery and his livelihood would be at risk.
“I can do it on my own, I already have an idea.”
I already suspected that the only reason the gang could operate so openly in this area was that they had the backing of officials who turned a blind eye.
Do you have a plan?
“Yes… kind of?”
I left Darryl’s bakery and headed to the city hall. As I remembered, although Gartmar’s mayor was a bit absent-minded, he was a wise person. I thought that if we talked face to face, we can find a solution.
“What brought you here?”
The first floor receptionist asked suspiciously. It was a normal reaction considering my appearance as a beggar.
“I’d like to see the mayor.”
“I’m sorry but he is very busy and hard to get a meeting with.”
Her cold response was not entirely unexpected.
“Could you please please inform the mayor that the Gartmar’s first adventurer has come to discuss the city’s security.”
YOU ARE READING
lv 1 skeleton
FantasyIt's a pretty good story about going into another world and the mc became a skeleton in a dungeon. what mystical adventures will he have.