Oh Great! I Was Reincarnated as a Farmer: A LitRPG Adventure by Benjamin Kerei

Author:Benjamin Kerei [Kerei, Benjamin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Amazon: B094CSB51K
Goodreads: 57968407
Publisher: #PrB.rating#4.6
Published: 2021-05-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

A CHARMED EXPERIENCE

O ur short conversation spurred Jeric into action. He muttered to himself for a few more minutes and then rushed off to meet with people who might be able to use what I suggested, leaving me alone. A servant boy, maybe 14 years old, silently stepped into the room as Jeric fled and sat down on a stool in the corner. He was most likely there in case I needed something, but I couldn’t help thinking maybe he was there to keep an eye on me. If the regent really was as evil as Jeric and everybody claimed, that would make a lot of sense.

I didn’t know who the servant boy was, but I pitied him. This world didn’t offer you much of a chance if you found yourself trapped at the bottom of society without levels or the money to gain them. Sure, anyone could technically do any job, but the constraints the system put on you made success more challenging. There honestly wasn’t much you could do to pull yourself out of poverty if you didn’t have class levels. Becoming a servant was one of the few options that might keep you fed and comfortable. It was certainly better than going off to war to fight and die.

I mean, technically, a farmer had a chance to gain farmer experience if the battle were fought on a farm outside a city, but it was a small chance, barely worth mentioning, and, from what I heard, the crown took those gains from you, reimbursing you with a level for each year of service. That didn’t seem like enough, in my opinion.

I made my way over to the buffet.

I piled a little bit of everything onto a plate, hunting for what was good and what wasn’t. It wasn’t even lunch yet, but free food was free food, and it was all better quality than I was used to. I’d spent enough of my life eating instant noodles to take advantage of any opportunity that offered me a free meal. I grabbed a glass bottle of beer, similar to what I was used to seeing back home, and took a seat.

I enjoyed myself, taking my time, finding what I liked and didn’t, and then raided the best available, stuffing myself silly. I considered offering some to the boy but figured that might get him in trouble. I doubted they’d throw out the food I didn’t eat. Most likely, the servants would eat it once I was done. One of my old roommates used to come home from his hospitality gigs with leftover containers of food. So, I was reasonably sure it wouldn’t go to waste.

Only when I’d eaten to the point of growing uncomfortable did I decide it was time to leave.

I turned to the boy. “Is there a music room I can use?”

He quickly stood and bowed. “Yes, sir,” he said, voice breaking slightly. “However, I was instructed to show you to your rooms when you were ready.”

“Can you take me there after showing me where my room is?”

“Yes, sir.

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