Chapter 65 – [Side Story] F-Class Adventurer Kim Katt

I’m a bum, and I’m not protected by the law. As an unidentified earthling, I was often treated unfairly and not paid properly, and even if they tricked me into not giving me a penny, it wasn’t a bad thing at all for them. There are no morals. There are no morals in this world. That’s why there was no reason, and that’s why it was ferocious and barren. This world was such a place.

I always think that when I open my eyes, the usual morning will come. I think that this is a fantasy, that it is not reality, and that someone will whisper to me and bring me out of my dream. If you are just crouching down and in despair, you hope that someone will reach out to help you. Of course someone will rescue me. A good person somewhere will reach out to me like this. It is natural for people to help people. I believed that, and believed again, and believed until the end.

However, there is no salvation.
There is no salvation in hell.

Isn’t that why it’s hell?

“Oh, it’s fucking cold!”

Lena and Winia are forced to go homeless today because these bastards didn’t pay. I was cold, hungry, and my body was sore, so I thought of all sorts of fucking things. What is so sad is that there was no place to complain about my injustice.

The temperature is dropping, but I can’t sleep at the stable today because I haven’t received any money. I should have saved money for a day like this, but I didn’t have a penny saved. If the money had been properly paid, of course there would have been a few pennies in hand.

But could that be possible? All the kids are stealing my money? Is it a sin to have black hair? What? Barbarians don’t understand human speech? Rather say that the king does not know the human heart! Then I’ll understand your rebellion! Fuck bitches. Kill me someday

Anyway, I’m homeless. I decided to go to sleep in the bloody sack that had previously contained the goblin head. This sack was the most valuable thing I owned. It’s something I picked up from the garbage, but I could put things in this way, and I could use it as a sleeping bag when it’s cold. It’s always been a problem to be covered in blood, but it’s been quite a while since I stopped caring about that at all.

I picked up my sack and settled down in a suitable corner.

Tramps and homeless people also have laws and morals, so you shouldn’t invade the other person’s territory. You have to measure it well and act wisely. Otherwise, a carnage may ensue. It wasn’t such a big deal that a beggar died on the street, so no one cared.

It was my seat in a place that could not be called a very good place, where no one settled down because it was dark, humid, and there was always water around. I changed my job from a beggar to an F-class adventurer, but nothing has changed. F-class or beggars are the same thing. A true adventurer starts with E rank.

So tired, close your eyes The chill seems to seep into the bone marrow. It’s cold, I’m hungry. Fuck you. I had to suppress these negative emotions to be able to sleep. It was one of the most difficult tasks of the day.

I want to go home, go home

Mother, my mother father, my father I want to go back to that warm home, to my hometown.

My bones hurt. I wanted to see my parents’ faces, I missed the stale air of the city, and I wanted to eat cheap fast food dripping with grease. Now, even if I stretch out my hand, I can’t reach it, so they shimmer so brightly…

But nothing.

—-Like the vision the match girl saw.

There is nothing here.

Me too, there too.

“…”

I was grateful for the accumulated fatigue. For some reason, I felt drowsy and fell asleep. Tears poured down along with drowsiness, and the starlight also knew my heart and poured down together. Thank you, but don’t shine, I’ll sleep from now on.

***

“Weather window.”

Waking up and waking up was very awkward, painful and terrible, as if I had just woken up from the dead. When it comes to being resurrected after death, most people will fall into joy, but I couldn’t.

Because the senses of the dead body remained clear. It was unpleasant, as if the soul had been forced into a dead body.

I stood up as if I wasn’t myself. I’m going crazy. I will turn around. Even when I open my eyes, it’s still a different world. What the hell was that trigger? If you suddenly came here because you met certain conditions, it would be right if you could go back with a similar feeling.

But it doesn’t work.
With a depressed heart, I moved.

The destination was a city dump. The hunting assistant and porter duties like yesterday were making a party in front of the adventurer’s guild, and what I was thinking of doing today was cleaning the garbage dump. Garbage is constantly generated in the city, and someone is always needed to clean it up.

The head water from yesterday still stings me, so I don’t even want to go to the guild, so I head towards the garbage dump without mercy. The pay is cheap, but you won’t be assaulted. Of course, I won’t be able to post results in the guild, but…

“There are a lot of people…”

A garbage dump reminiscent of the early morning labor market. A bunch of shabby-dressed workers like me were hanging around. When the staff goes to work, they will pick us up and take us.

“It would be nice to eat a little bit of breakfast.”

There was no money.
As the sun was about to rise, a neatly dressed, bearded employee came out.

“Here, those who are going to work today, line up this way.”

The bums start to make a line stealthily. One two. Three. Standing in the 4th seat with a sense of awareness, looking at the regrettable three people in front of me, I thought that I would be able to work today.

I came to work, but of course not everyone can do it.

“You’re missing one arm. Then you won’t be able to work.”
“What are you talking about! I can do something like this!”
“Shouting?
“…Kuh!”

The one-armed man in front of me ate Pakgu. Devil. I’m worried about what these kids eat, but that’s all. I am the most worried in this world. Anyway, it was a morning to be thankful for my body that was fine.

“Are you a barbarian? They’ve come to the city and live a hard life. You look like you’re going to have to work hard, so you pass.”
“Thank you.”
“Next.”

I was able to get the job done that way.

I moved to the workshop with selected personnel. It was literally a garbage dump. The garbage of the city gathers, and garbage like us also gathers. There was nothing that was not trash here.

“Wow, that’s a lot of fucking. It smells bad too, Siipal.”

My job from now on was to clean them up. First of all, the garbage collected in the city garbage dump is dumped outside the city wall toward the unexplored area. Since Krasheim is right next to the unexplored land, the garbage was treated this way.

After receiving the shovel, I scooped up the garbage in the guruma. All you have to do is to fill up the garbage and throw it away in the small passage outside while watching the supervisor’s notice.

“Huh!”

The rotten smell vibrates. All the stars of the stars were abandoned. It didn’t look too different from the modern one, except for the lack of plastic stuff. In particular, the trash that came out of the mage tower was the most disgusting. There were piles of rotten meat pieces of all sorts of monsters and things that gave off an unknown stench.

“Whoa!”

Then he filled the cart and pulled it. You can’t relax while looking at opportunities. The moment you get hit and run, it’s a daily wage, it’s a nabal, and I’ll tell you to get off of it right away.

I worked diligently

“Occasion.”
“I’ll throw this away and come back.”

The guard caught me as I left the aisle with tired eyes. He formally inspected the cart. Of course, I didn’t touch it, and I didn’t even look at it up close. Because you don’t want to look at the smelly things.

He looked really comfortable. I also want to become a guard in the future.

“Ah… Fuck… It’s hard…”

I didn’t eat breakfast, and I worked without even taking a break for lunch. Gradually, the gin is about to fall out. The sun is in the middle of the sky, so it’s very hot and the smell seems to be getting worse. I was worried that I would be searched for by poison gas or something like this. Maybe you don’t know Will you go back home if you fall behind?

“That’s fucking nonsense.”

When I was shoveling infinitely, enduring the time of endurance, something caught my eye.

“Oh, this.”

Intrigued, I pulled it out with my hand. It was a handle.

“A knife?”

It was an old, rusted shortsword that was pulled out from the trash heap. It appeared abandoned without a scabbard. Peeling off the rust would make it a usable knife, but I didn’t have that kind of skill.

“Well…”

However, it turned out to be much better than I thought. There was a lot of rust, but not much teeth, and there were no cracks or damaged parts. I thought it would be useful for some reason, so I decided to take it.

Gao would survive if there was even a weapon on his waist his. There’s a big difference between going bare-handed and armed. I don’t know, but I wonder if I’ll get tetanus if I’m stung by this.

I was thinking of putting the knife in a bag slung around my back, but I thought it would be better to just hang it around my waist, so I picked up a string nearby, wrapped it around my waist, and hung the knife there.

Anyway, time eventually passed. It was the time when twilight had fallen, as he dumped the garbage outside without a single break from morning to evening.

“Workers come this way.”

The supervisor called the workers. He counted the workers and paid each one a wage of three coopers. His hands his were thrilled as he received the copper coin. It was only 3 coopers after all the fucking work. However, with this, they could eat and sleep under the roof. You can wash it once in a while if you want.

Won’t you cry and cut? Right now, I smelled like shit all over my body, so even though I was uncomfortable, I felt good. It wouldn’t have been this much if I had received all 5 coppers from Lena and Winia yesterday.

Hatred rose.

Left the garbage dump The surroundings were crowded with adventurers who seemed to be returning from work. They were either wearing armor or armed with good-looking swords. The look was so envy. If I had at least reached that level, I wouldn’t have lived this miserably.

I walked down the corner road, feeling motivated.

“That beggar smells like shit.”
“Isn’t that a barbarian?”
“Huh? Is that right? Hey, you come over here.”

But the quarrel came again. Seeing that there were two opponents, I ran at full speed without looking back. If you get caught wrong here, you could lose the daily wage you barely earned today.