Gun Chapter 16: Accepting Commission (Patreon)

That had nothing to do with Wakasha, who was currently a lone wolf.

Sure, he was tempted by the sustain that healing abilities could provide—but if he simply didn’t get hurt, wouldn’t that solve the problem?

That left only Mage.

Under normal circumstances, Wakasha, with a spell-like ability, would have been more suited to Warlock. But as established earlier, Warlock did not suit him. Or rather, if your Charisma was low, then classes like Warlock and Bard—jobs that really did rely heavily on “face value”—were better left alone.

But Deathbird’s appearance and attack style were exactly the same as a handgun from Wakasha’s previous life. In this world, though, at most it would only count as a rather unusual kind of staff.

And if he wanted to make use of Spell Loading, he would need a certain number of actual spells.

So Mage really was the class that suited him best.

…

After gathering all the information he needed, Wakasha found an inn and stayed the night.

As for why he didn’t go buy spells right away...

The cheapest basic 0-circle spells—like Spark at Fingertip and Lightning at Fingertip—each cost 5 silver coins.

And slightly better spells like Mage Hand, Create Water, or Cleanse Body all cost at least more than 10 silver.

But he only had a little over 9 silver on him.

Better to save up some money first.

Besides, with Deathbird, pretending to be a mage apprentice for now shouldn’t be a problem.

After all, a spell-like ability was still magic. Technically, there was nothing wrong with saying that.

The next day, Wakasha came to the Adventurers’ Guild.

The reason was simple: guild commissions offered not only the commission reward itself, but also the extra bounty for killing monsters. That made them more profitable than simply hunting monsters on their own.

The other reason was that Wakasha wanted to see whether there were any teammates suitable for him.

A group was definitely more convenient and could go farther than a lone adventurer. But the most important factor was whether the teammates were actually any good. If the team members were useless, then no matter how strong one person was, the group would never last.

When Wakasha arrived at the Adventurers’ Guild early in the morning, he saw plenty of people already looking to form parties. White Earth Town might not be especially large, but the flow of people through it was still impressive.

At the very least, every single day people became adventurers—whether for their dreams or simply to survive.

“Recruiting warriors! Rosefire Adventuring Party is recruiting class-holder warriors! Adventurers with three warrior skills can also come sign up!”

“New rogue here, good at scouting!”

“New adventuring party! Skilled adventurers welcome to join!”

…

Quite a few adventuring parties short on members, as well as newly formed groups and individuals, were talking in the guild hall on the first floor.

Wakasha didn’t go to any of them. Instead, he headed alone to one of the service counters.

“Hello, how may I help you?”

A timid voice sounded out.

A demi-human girl with golden cat ears and long hair looked at him with jewel-like green eyes.

Demi-humans were a race born accidentally during the era when beastmen and humans were hostile to each other.

They were neither accepted by beastmen, who revered wildness and strength, nor welcomed by humans.

For a long time, they had been rejected by both races. Only gradually, over time, had demi-humans slowly integrated into human society. Even so, in some places, demi-humans—or those whose features leaned too heavily toward beastman traits—still faced discrimination and rejection.

But for Wakasha, none of that really mattered.

If anything, beast ears were actually a bonus point in his eyes.

“Hello. I’d like to take on a commission to hunt goblins or other monsters of a similar level.”

Most commissions suited for beginner adventurers—or those with decent pay—would normally be posted on the guild bulletin board.

But that area was already packed shoulder-to-shoulder with other adventurers, and Wakasha had no desire to squeeze into the crowd.

That was why he had come to the counter instead, to see if there were any commissions suitable for him.

“Ah, of course!”

The blonde catgirl nodded quickly, then hurriedly sorted through the commissions in her hands.

In the end, she pulled out three commission sheets and handed them to Wakasha.

Wakasha gave all three a quick scan.

[Commission: Slime Mucus]

Details: Apothecary Byrid from the potion workshop needs slime mucus as material. Please collect at least 20 portions of slime mucus for her.

Reward: 5 silver. After that, each additional portion of slime gel will be purchased for 20 copper.

Commission Item: Slime Gel Extractor (temporary). If the commission is completed, this tool will be given to the adventurer. If the commission fails, compensation for the item is required.

[Commission: Windgrass]

Details: Please kill 10 Windgrass creatures and retrieve their corpses.

Reward: 5 silver. After that, each additional Windgrass corpse will be purchased for 30 copper.

[Commission: Goblins to the North]

Details: A small village north of White Earth Town is frequently being attacked by a group of goblins. Please kill them within three days.

Reward: 12 silver.

Wakasha immediately handed the goblin commission back.

A goblin squad capable of raiding a village was no longer something a single adventurer could handle—not a beginner like him, anyway.

“I’ll take these two.”

The cat-eared girl put away the goblin commission, then said with a smile,

“Understood. Once you’ve completed the tasks, please bring the required materials back to me for registration…”

Then she took out something like a dropper from beneath the counter and handed it to Wakasha, along with a map.

“This is the tool for the first commission. Just use it on the slime after you kill it, and it will collect the material. It comes with its own storage space and can hold up to 200 units of slime mucus—that is, material from 200 slimes.”

“This map records the approximate distribution of monsters around White Earth Town, as well as collectible resources.”

“But this map isn’t free. It costs 20 copper. Would you like to buy it?”

The cat-eared girl made the recommendation carefully.

It was actually the first time she had ever tried recommending something like this. Usually, other people didn’t treat her very well, so she rarely dared to speak too much to anyone.

If the Adventurers’ Guild didn’t forbid discrimination against demi-humans, and if the wages for even a simple job here weren’t enough to cover food and living expenses, she probably would have said goodbye to the companions she came out with and gone back home alone long ago.

Wakasha accepted the dropper and carefully put it away. Then he looked over the map.

It was quite detailed, and it even included some information about part of Chalk Forest. It was obvious this was one of the guild’s ways of helping or giving a small benefit to beginner adventurers.

Wakasha nodded, then took out 20 copper and handed it to the cat-eared girl.

“This will help me a lot. I’ll take it. Thanks.”

Wakasha said to her.

“Ah, I should be the one thanking you!”

The cat-eared girl looked a little flustered when Wakasha thanked her and replied nervously.