Well, shit...
Holding his head in his hands, Lewis moped on the fountain, despairing at his situation.
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Upon glancing at Lewis' status, Bumaro was visibly disappointed. Seeing that he had no mana, the King's interest in him dwindled to zero. Coupled with the fact that he had the unknown class of 'Mechanic', the King was nearly tempted to throw him into prison as a heretic but was saved by the swift intervention of the princess.
Seeing that he had no place left for him inside the castle, he wisely chose to ask for some money, deciding to leave the castle to choose a path outside. The king offhandedly gave him 5 gold coins (1 gold coin = 100 silver coins = 10000 copper coins).
Realising that further staying here would be very detrimental to him, Lewis humbly took the coins, departing from the castle. Taking the carriage parked outside, he left the castle, head wistfully leaning on the window. Ah well, it is what it is... Anyways, what is 'Hands of the Broken One'?
What Lewis saw on the status screen was completely different from what the King saw. Seeing that it was a useless F-tier skill, he promptly abandoned Lewis. Seeing how they treated him, Lewis felt a pang of sympathy for them.
Oh you poor children, may you be kept safe. Anyways, they ain't my problem anymore...
Reaching the edge of the nearest city of Reidel, the coachman rudely booted off Lewis, huffing himself in disgust. What a douche...
Spinning his shoulders, he headed towards the building where all isekaied people go to when in need of a job:
The Adventurer's Guild
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And this brings us back to the present.
Holding the wooden plate in his hands, it finally dawned on Lewis how precarious his situation was. With no mana in his stats, most of the adventurers turned their heads away from him. Those who wanted to take him only saw him as porters, or worse, bait.
Not wanting to further endanger his life, Lewis quietly slipped from them, not wanting to lose his life over stupid mistakes. Stupid King, stupid Princess, stupid World...
Kicking the pebble in front of him, he lurched into despair. Being a lowly F-class adventurer severely hampered his ability to obtain quests that granted him more money. And since this backwards shithole of a world only favours blacksmiths and alchemists, no blacksmith or alchemist guild would take him in.
I was the bloody head of the engineers in the ESA! This is a bloody fucking disgrace!
Sighing in defeat, he stood from the fountain, heading to the nearby forest to gather the herbs of the day. How was I supposed to know that everything's so bloody expensive here...
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Sweating profusely, Lewis painstakingly wrenched Magebloom leaves from the bottom of the old oak tree. Wiping off the sweat from his brows, he stood back up, satisfied with today's harvest.
Man, having a young body is so worth it!
Just as he was about to head back to the guild, he heard a faint whooshing sound, one that he did not want to believe.
Whipping his head back, he saw an unbelievable sight.
Is that a... Dwarf? And is he wearing a fucking firework!? And is he com- Holy shit!?
"Ah, run awvayyy-!"
Boooommm!!!!!