Min-Maxing My TRPG Build in Another World: Volume 8 [Parts 1 to 9] by Schuld

Author:Schuld
Language: eng
Format: epub

[Tips] It’s easy to wrap up a story with the line, “And then the defeated hoodlums gave up their evil ways and headed back home,” but reality is not so kind. Staining your hands red with blood is only difficult the first time. Certain doors, once unlocked, will never shut so tightly again—regardless of one’s efforts.

The boy who dreamed of being a hero sighed as he pushed down the urge to punch Goldilocks’ face, inwardly vowing never to go on another job with the wretch.

“Heya, Siegfried. Fancy seeing you here.”

Fancy seeing me here? They were both in the Association building—luck had nothing to do with it.

It had been a little while since returning to Marsheim from Siegfried’s near-death experience. The report of his valiant efforts in helping to drive off the bandits had been filed a little late, but it had earned him an increase in rank. Unfortunately, it had also meant he was that much more likely to bump into his fellow newly-minted ruby-red cohort.

A lingering memory of the events of that job came back to Siegfried, and he scrunched up his face in disgust—as if he’d bit down on an insect and felt it wriggle down the wrong pipe.

That twilit evening had terrified him—the arrows that had barely grazed him; the spears that had shredded his shirt sleeve; the warm splatter of blood. Above all else, he recalled gentle parting of flesh, the rasp of metal on bone, the heavy thud as the head of a man still clinging to life by a nail’s hold fell to the ground.

All of these moments haunted his dreams. He would jolt awake in the night, while his closest friend could only look on in concern.

As time passed, Siegfried found his stride again, or something like it. But the memory of those silver coins in his hand, slick and shiny and cool like pooling blood in the moonlight—that would stay with him for good. He’d only been paid his fee for the contract; the bandit’s bounty was still being processed.

“Hello, Erich, Margit.”

“Hello to you too, Kaya.”

Yet here Kaya was greeting both Goldilocks and the arachne girl. Siegfried couldn’t stand the fact that his best friend had taken a liking to Goldilocks and his treacherous smile.

According to her, Erich had been awfully kind to her; he’d told her about all sorts of herbal concoctions that she’d never heard of. Seeing her talk about him with such high spirits made his blood boil. Ever since, the hot-blooded youth had made more efforts to prove himself before her and aimed to be even more chivalrous than before. Well, he had been carrying her things and whatnot beforehand, but a fire had been lit under him nonetheless. Siegfried wondered what the hell Goldilocks wanted.

A voice deep in his soul whispered to him that no good would come of associating with this aberration any longer.

All Siegfried wanted for the moment was to wrap up this pointless conversation and get back to finding his next gig—he still needed money.

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