My Parasite Skill System

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Lost, huh.

That's me. That's just lost.

One sorry lost lamb.

And I'm the one sorry lost lamb.

Who's gotten out of the flock and ran straight out into the wolf's den.

And the wolf's den is these walls.

Ring!

❮Head over to the Guild Bureau. 1/1❯

❮New instructions: There seems to be a problem between the generals and the Player. Some things about document or non-appliance to some terms! Hear them out and decide what to do after that.❯

Well, at least I've got that guide with me still, hm.

Still though: lost again.

"Whatever may come my way, I'll handle it just finely!"

… that's what I said, yes.

"I'll deal with it finely, just like what you told me!"

… I also said that, too, yes.

"I'll just be fine and get everything all right, big sis'!"

Well, I talked a lot, didn't I?

When two huge hands simply slammed themselves on the counter in front of me!

It woke me up for the umpteenth time!

Slam!

Ugh.

But I'm not surprised anymore by this. I'm not. How should I be?

Let the crude 'general' show to me and show again the display of this crude, unrefined attitude towards me.

This counter–I'm sitting in front of it. And it isn't certainly the first time the hands slammed themselves upon that wooden structure, heh.

And, then again, the whole in the same fashion–the wooden counter stirred and trembled while the sheets of paper shivered and aggravated.

That flat wooden surface had already been spanked more than one time.

Rude pair of hands!

That's it, I'm pissed off.

I mean, it's simply too much.

The poor papers.

Surely, they haven't asked for any of this either.

They're just lost! Just like me. And in the wolf … or lion's den. It doesn't matter what animal. This is just a den. A bad den. And we're in it. In it for both the trauma and the action.

Still though, that doesn't excuse nor explain that. The poor papers. How–how rude…

To do such a thing to the papers…

And what has he got, with that dumb and annoying look on his wrinkled yet kind of young face, huh?

"–And I'm the one who oughta be wincing, kid!"

That human male…! What does he want!

And no, that's it. Enough of that. I said I was pissed off. I oughta be pissed off. He slammed his hands like a madman on the table again!

And that's–that's what he says. He says he's the one who oughta be wincing. But in fact; he's wrong. I can be wincing too if I so desire.

I'm strong, so I can certainly wince!

And he went back at asking his annoying questions again:

"Now explain me then! What you doing even doing here, huh??"

"I … I dunno!"

"With respect!"

"I don't know … Sir."

"Better!"

"Tsk."

The hands slammed the table again, it made me jolt.

"No, tsk tsk! I said 'with respect!'"

"Sigh."

"The papers. Your documents. Tell me what's this about, kid. It's very simple, though! Your name; your party's name; your adventurer's license; your mana print; and the number of heads you just got us here!

"All I can see … all you brought us is your heads! What's this about, now, kid? You know you got to qualify that you wanna partake in this quest, don't you! And it's…!

"It's a wonder to me! Simply!... Brave adventurers like you, there ain't a ton, but there still are some, y'know. Now you and your cute little face, though, I ain't seen none round these parts. C'mon, you're just a kid! That head ain't even yours, I'm sure! You must've stolen it from another party, eh! So now, you tell me–"

"–But this isn't true! Mister! With respect! This isn't true! I have collected it by myself!..."

"And see? You're starting to stir up again, son. Ain't gonna help us here, I'm telling you. I've told you already. And I'll tell you again. Tsk," but he only scoffed at this with a stern and darkened complexion, "Though all things considered, I reckon I'm rather gonna lose my patience with you, son."

"And–and–what–what of it??... mister?"

And I meant that. What of it? Let him lose his patience, let him lose his control. What of it, huh?

But he only scoffed again, the damn human, "Believe me, you don't wanna know that … you don't."

"Tsk."

And it's true that he's right. Maybe I don't wanna know about him losing his patience. 'Cause I gotta say, this can be bad news for me. And I understand that.

Though that doesn't interest me, still.

The main question being:

What's this all about?

It should be my resume, seriously. What's this all about? Really. That's just me. Me and my brand.

What's this all about?–let's go on with the flow.

The papers … maybe I should talk about the papers; they're the ones who got me in trouble here in the first place!

Damn papers!

I just wanted to trade that head of mine for pieces…!

And now, look where it got me.

I'm just following the quest, aren't I?

But then again, the quest isn't that explicit at all anymore.

Still, though: obviously I gotta trade the head and that's all there is to it!

Why is this happening again!

Look, it was simple. And that's right. I just did the quest. No more, no less. And that's what got me here. That, and only that.

There must be something I can be doing I can do.

Think, think, think.

It did go like this:

Clumsy Babe wished me good luck; I set off very quickly. In my mind was the completion of my ongoing quest.

Off to the Guild Bureau. Just naturally, that was where things required me to be present.

She'd indicated to me 'right up ahead,' and I did just head where that was; that is to say, straight up right up ahead.

The numerous steps of the hustling and bustling people of this place left marks on the ground.

The marks themselves left ways.

And just like this, I had my way all carved down already.

Following it, I was going where this 'right up ahead' was.

Up till that point, everything went fine, right?

Well, wait, wait.

The rear on the human side. It wasn't so much crowded, though it kind of was at the same time.

The field was very broad and very extended, so even though there was a great deal of adventurers swarming down this place, they weren't occupying too much place.

There was still just room enough for me to travel and sail safely, without any problem.

Without a problem yet, though, heh.

Aside from the armory owned by that laughing dwarf and the infirmary owned by the supposed paladins, there only was one additional house that caught my eyes.

A place full of magical energy. I saw and gauged it with [Mana Perception] on my way. I overheard people talking about some sort of alchemist things and spells … of any kind, probably.

I just overheard them and decided they must've been mages and sorcerers.

Other than that, in and on the distances, there were many tents–people must've been sleeping in those.

In order to stay here and just keep on fighting the bad orcs, hm.

Also having time to think about how funny this all was; roughly, the fact that humans had brought about so many of their things down this place, when it hadn't even been their home, among other things; I already got to that infamous place.

The Guild Bureau.

The only one.

And what's happening, then?

Let me tell you that....

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