I Left My Hormones In Another World: Vol. 1 by Wicke Angela

Author:Wicke, Angela
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-07T00:00:00+00:00

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Horaz needed no further convincing of our story than the bloody slashes across my face. After Harv vaguely implied that the guild would want to come investigate whether his farm was following all the proper anti-monster regulations, the farmer grudgingly offered to hire a Motorist Guild taxi wagon to take us home and buy our silence. Bone weary, sore, and with pain throbbing in my cheek, I was all too happy to accept. Harv and I lay next to each other under the shade the Shardcraft’s canopy provided from the morning sun as the taxi raced along the road back towards Bastion as fast as any car back home.

“I’m not going to turn into a wolf once a month now, am I?” I asked Harv. “I figured it would be rude to ask Dahlia.”

“You’re confusing Phusaadians with cainghouls,” he replied with a yawn. “My uncle once crossed the wrong loan shark, and now every full moon my aunt has to lock him in the attic with a deer carcass to keep him occupied through the night. And the smell… ugh. No, you’ve just received your first real mark as an adventurer.”

Second, but who’s counting? “Do you think the two of them will be okay?”

“You gave them the best chance they could hope for. What comes next is more or less up to them.”

“You’re probably right.” Several moments passed before I spoke again. “Did you mean what you said yesterday? About not being able to trust a Phusaadian?”

The bard squirmed. “Well, I—it’s more of an old saying around Bastion, you know, on account of their tendency to use glimmers to appear human. I haven’t, uh, had much experience with Phusaadians myself.”

“I see.”

Harv was silent for a couple minutes before speaking again. “You know, as a bard, my role in the party is to be the one that’s good with words. Songs and stories, yes, but words more generally. One could say that no one knows better the true power of words than a bard such as I.”

“The wagon is nice,” I conceded, unsure if this was a set-up for one of his legendary boasts.

“What I’m trying to say is that I know why you went off into the woods alone.” Harv rolled over on his side to look at me, sincerity written across his reddening face. “You’ve made it very clear what words you’d like me to use when I refer to you, and so far, I’ve failed to respect that. I offer you my humblest apology.”

“Oh.” That was just about the last thing I expected from him. Or anybody, really.

“I am ashamed to admit I did not think it possible to resolve this conflict with words, but you did. I’d never really known a Phusaadian before last night, and I realize now that I’ve never met someone like you before, either.” He chuckled softly. “If I promise to do better to think before I speak from now on, may I please continue on to serve as a member of your party?”

I lightly rapped my knuckles against his shoulder with a smile.

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