âThen, letâs toast to our fortuitous encounter!â
In the bar where I was brought, I nervously raised my beer glass, following Gonzo who smiled and lifted his. However, Alexis remained silent, and Rouge, looking bored, just snorted, not even picking up her glass.
No no, two out of four were unresponsive⊠Well, I was not really toasting with all my heart either, so I was in the majority with three against one. At such a scene, Gonzo pouted in displeasure.
âWhatâs the matter, youâre not in the mood? Well, fine. So, kid, letâs start the conversation again⊠But first, shouldnât we introduce ourselves? Iâm Gonzo. As you can see, a martial monkâŠdoing the role of a priest around here. Nice to meet you.â
âGonzo-san, huh? Nice to meet you⊠âas I can seeâ?â
âOh, no, itâs nothing.â
I canât find any priestly elements in the bald-headed and dazzlingly smiling Gonzo. But he definitely used healing magic, so thereâs no room to doubt his claim to be a priest. He probably worships some kind of muscle god or something.
âNow, next is you, Alexis.â
âDo you need me to introduce myself? As if there are people who donât know meââ
âYou think there arenât?â
Gonzoâs gaze flickered towards me, and Alexis sighed softly in response.
âHaah⊠Iâm Alexis. I never thought there would be someone in this world who doesnât know Iâm a hero.â
âAhaha⊠um⊠thank you?â
Iâm sorry, Iâve just arrived from another world⊠Thereâs no way I could say that, so I put on a vague smile and deflect. If I knew the other person was a hero, I would probably have prostrated myself from the beginning. A strong, powerful, famous person, there was no way my rebellious spirit was wild enough to pick a fight with someone who has all of those.
âIâm the worldâs greatest grand mage, Rouge-sama. Iâll let you call me âRouge-samaâ especially.â
I have no idea whatâs so special about that, but I take another look at Rouge. Sheâs about a head shorter than me, and from her appearance, she seems younger than meâŠ
âUm, how old are you, Rouge-sama? For the record, Iâm twenty.â
âI couldnât care less about your age, itâs less important than the number of rocks on the road. But Iâm eighteen. What about it?â
âOh, so you are younger.â
ââŠWhat? Youâre not thinking of looking down on me just because youâve been alive longer, are you?â
Rougeâs slanted eyes glared at me, and I quickly waved my hands in front of my face.
âNo no no, not at all! I was just amazed that youâre the worldâs greatest at such a young age.â
âOh, is that so? But thatâs to be expected. I can do things in no time that you commoners couldnât do in a lifetime. Thatâs why Iâm a genius. So you understand that my time is more valuable than yours, right?â
âAh, well, I guess so.â
If a commoner can learn a skill in ten years that a genius can learn in one year, then that one year is worth ten times more. And that difference will never be filled as long as time flows equally for everyone.
âI see, that makes sense. Iâm not good at magic at all, so even my whole life might not be worth a second to Rouge-sama.â
âWhat, you get it! I hate idiots who donât realize theyâre idiots, but I donât mind ordinary people who are aware of their incompetence. Fine, Iâll let you call me âRouge-samaâ especially.â
âWhatâs the difference from before⊠No, thank you, Rouge-sama.â
Ignoring various points Iâd like to address, I thanked her, and Rouge happily gnawed on a chicken wing that was on the table. She seemed like a well-behaved noble young lady at first glance, but sheâs eating with her hands⊠Well, anyone asking for a knife and fork in a place like this would be a fool who canât read the room.
âNow, itâs your turn. Go ahead, introduce yourself.â
âOh, yes. Iâm Ed. Um⊠just a regular mercenary, rank four.â
The rank of a mercenary ranged from one to twenty, with bigger numbers indicating higher ranks. You might say rank four was nothing to brag about, but itâs not that simple. Thatâs because individual strength can only raise you up to around ten, beyond that, the ability to command an army was required.
So, a guild leader who leads a large mercenary group might have a rank of fifteen even if theyâre individually weak. On the other hand, even the strongest swordsman would be stuck at ten if theyâre on their own. So being rank four at the age of twenty isnât something to brag about, but itâs not something to be scoffed at eitherâŠ
âA mercenary? Whatâs that?â
As Alexis looked at me with a puzzled expression, I inadvertently let out a dumbfounded voice. The existence of mercenaries is common knowledge. To think he doesnât know⊠Ah!?
âIf thereâs something like a rank, it must be a rather large organization, right? Hey Gonzo, could it be a system from your country?â
âNo, I donât know either. Ed, where exactly were you born?â
This is bad, really bad. Thatâs right, this is a different world. Just like I didnât know about the existence of the hero, this world may not know or even have mercenaries⊠What, what should I do? How can I smooth this overâŠ
âAh⊠uh⊠I, that, I was born in a remote countryside village deep in the mountains⊠Ah, that, itâs like⊠the title we use within our group⊠sort of bragging, or more like, I accidentally introduced myself with it⊠so, that, Iâm⊠unemployedâŠâ
âYouâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâ
To my flustered confession, Alexis and Rougeâs cold gazes pierced me. Guh, itâs tough. My heart hurts⊠but this pain is my own doing. If I knew this was going to happen, I should have prepared a story in advance. Even though I didnât have the time because I was attacked by the hero!
âHou, unemployed, huh?â
But contrary to those two, Gonzo, without any mockery, tears a piece of bread, tops it with thinly sliced meat and bites into it heartily before speaking.
âIf thatâs the case, itâs perfect. Hey, kid, would you consider joining our party?â
At this unexpected invitation, I let out another dumbfounded voice. But before me, Alexis had already raised his voice.
âOi, Gonzo, whatâs your intention? Why would you want such a guyâŠâ
âWhy, didnât you say you wanted to hire a porter soon? Based on what I heard on the way, he stopped your attack, even though you were holding back, didnât he? So he should be capable of defending himself to some extent. Isnât he just right as a porter?â
âMm, that isâŠâŠâŠâŠâ
At Gonzoâs words, Alexis stopped eating and pondered. Then, next to him, Rouge, who had been drinking wine from a mug, spoke up.
âI donât mind. Anybody can be a porter, and if he gets in the way, we can just burn him at will.â
Scary!? Whatâs that about? I donât think she really means to burn me⊠right? But if I consider Alexisâs actions⊠eh, seriously?
âHmm. If Alexis is on hold and Rouge and I agree, thereâs no problem. So, how about it, Ed? If youâre out of work, why not come along as our porter?â
Gonzo, with a smirk on his face, extends his big hand towards me. Although it looked like I had a choice, there was only one answer allowed to this.
ââŠI look forward to working with you.â
âHm, itâs settled!â
âHmph. Do your best.â
âDonât disappoint me, alright?â
âAhaha⊠Iâll do my best.â
And thus, I successfully joined the Heroâs party, feeling as if I was being swept away in the grand river of fate.
(T/N: Accidentally deleted them, My Apologies)