Chapter 3: Wait, there was something about slimes...

Vincent: Archer, beginner adventurer. Desperately needs to slay some slimes.

Augustine takes me to the market, after we are finished with all the pies. He sold them all to the bakery and made more out of them than I hoped to make off the slime dungeon. We sit on the bench before the bakery, and he rummages through his coin pouches. Finally, he picks one of them and hands it to me.

"For your good work," he says with a smile. I rather think that this carefree look suits him quite well. It makes him look more relaxed, and open about his feelings.

I take the pouch because I am a beginner adventurer, and don't have all that much money. Yes, pride is good, but I did work for this money. Not that I would have asked for it, but still.

"Now, let us go to the community stable. I have to milk my cow," his words surprise me. Does he have a cow? What does he do with the milk? I ask him that, and he smiles even brighter.