As the practice sessioween my summon and Kurt’s group was going on, more adventurers came back to town. Some of them heard the sounds of training and came to have a look. And some even requested to join in, so after asking if that’s fine from my summon, I let them join. It was in a way good timing, as Kurt’s group was running out of steam and would have had to stop soon anyway.

  But since more adventurers were here now and they wanted a turn as well, Kurt’s group was courteous and gave up their practice session just a little early.

  “Thank you so much, Brian.” Kurt said as he sat dowo me.

  “For what? I barely did anything.” I answered. “You should be thanking her.”

  “I already did, but she told me to thank her Master. That’s you.” Kurt argued.

  “Well, I hope you learned something.” I told him.

  “Yes, we did.” He responded. “We learhat our attacks are too wide and slow. But I don’t really get how we should ge it yet.”

  “Too wide? Hmm..” That put me in thought. I guess it could mean they are just swinging too mud wasting energy. “I think she means your moves are te. Y your sword too up or too much to the side before attag. I don’t really know, because I’m not an expert on sword fighting.”

  “Would that really be it?” Kurt asked.

  “Again, don’t ask me. I’m not an expert.”

  “...Then, could we train like this again tomorrow?” He asked.

  Tomorrow? I said I would go out with Alice, right? I guess I could, but I ’t promise it.

  “I’m not sure. I have some pns for tomorrow, so I might not be able to be here like this.” I told him.

  “But you said you had pns for today, and you still made time for this.” He argued.

  “That’s because I achieved everything I wao. I just came back to the guild after a day's work, like any other adventurer.” I told him. “And then I came out here as you requested. I try iomorrow, but no promises.”

  I once again took a hold of the practice Beaver Warrior with telekinesis and flew it around a bit. I think I’m starting to get used to telekinesis a little. I still couldn’t move the card fast, but I could probably float somethio me as I walked. As long as Laura took care of my mana trol. When I tried trolling the mana myself, I couldn’t do anything with telekinesis. Mana trol is difficult.

  “Brian, what are you doing?” Kurt, who was still sittio me asked, as he looked at the floating card.

  “Practig.” I answered quickly. I o trate on telekinesis.

  “Is that a wind magic spell?” He asked.

  “No, it’s a skill.” I answered as I lost enough of my tration that the card began to fall. I was able to catch it in my hand before it hit the ground. Is talking with someone more difficult than walking? I guess it does take more brain work, pared to walking, which is a pseudo automated motion. At least once you learn it. Or I just overestimated my skills.

  “I’ve never heard of a skill like that.” Kurt told me.

  “I guess it might be slightly rare. Lucia k, so I’m not sure.” I said to Kurt.

  “Lucia? From Prime Rib?” Kurt asked.

  “Yes her.” I firmed.

  “I guess you would know her. … Would you introduce me?” Kurt asked.

  Are y to get in bed with her? I guess she is one of the few female adventurers in town, but I don’t think you should be aiming for a dhampir. Or is the fact that she is a dhampir not known by everyone? I guess it’s possible that some might not know it, I just assumed it was one of those secrets that everyone knew. Like the ‘secret’ about me being a summoner. Or the secret that Rico is money hungry.

  “Sorry, but no. If you want to know her, go up to her and try talking to her.” I answered. I’m not going to py cupid.

  “But… She is so much higher in rank than me.” Kurt responded.

  “Really? That’s yument?” And here I thought you got some guts after putting your hand onto a hot card, but I guess you are still just scared. “You know you will never do it, if you don’t even try. Remember how you were willing to touch the card outside, even though you k was hot?”

  “But I didn’t do it. Or I wouldn’t have do, if you hadn’t arrived there and offered up some healing.” Kurt argued.

  “There is nothing wrong with being careful. But holy, what bad could happen if you go up to Lucia and ask her out?” I offered the straight path forward. This world doesn’t have cameras or the i, so you won’t be shamed oer you fail. There might be some gossip, but that will die down in just a few days. Especially at the moment, when the ‘moron’ has so much gossip that will be making its rounds.

  “... I guess I could try.” Kurt gave in.

  “That’s the spirit. If there is no ce of death, just go for it. You’ll e out stronger.” I gave him some encement.

  “That doesn’t sound right.” He argued.

  Perhaps it’s not, but then again the ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’ saying doesn’t make seher. Don’t bme me too much.

  “Hey Kurt.” One of the adventurers from his not-a-party called. “Let’s go find some food.”

  “Yes, I'm ing.” Kurt said as he got up. “Thank you for the training.”

  “No problem.” I responded. Don’t I still have like three of them. I think I do. “Wait a sed.” I said to him before he ran off.

  “What is it?” Kurt turned back to face me.

  “Take these.” I said as I handed him two of the three burritos. “Make sure to share them with your team.”

  “Are these from Uncle Sam’s stall?” He asked. “Are you sure we have them?”

  “Just take it. I bought ten of them this m and I didn’t really think it through, so I’ve been handing them out to people.” I admitted.

  “Why would you ever buy ten of them?” Kurt asked. “They are fairly rge and also cost a copper, so most would only buy one.”

  “It just ended up that way.” I told him. And they are not that rge. They are at most, meal size. After your friend challenges you to eat a 2 kilo (4 pound) kabab roll, a small one like this seems normal. This thing is 500 grams at most. But I guess that would be a good size for lunch. Depending on who you ask.

  —

  As the time limit on Performance of Sword roag, I heard some otion from the guild. Someone was yelling loud enough for it to be heard outside. I ’t hear everything, but there was something about attag his son. Who in the world would e to the guild to pin about something so minor? This is an adventurer’s guild. Small fights should happen every day. Or at least a couple times a week. That’s what healing magic is for.

  As I got up to break up the training that was going on, so that I could unsummon my monster and leave, the yelling mad man came to the backyard.

  “YOU!” He yelled out and made a beeline for me. “You attacked my son! I will have your head for this!!”

  Why are you here!? This fug Kevin. And that’s not even racist or stereotypical. His name is Kevin. He o get a life. Also attag his son? When did I do that. I didn’t even know he had one. Who is crazy enough to let this madman give it to them in the holy hole? If you o have it with a madman, at least take it to wo. That way you won’t o look at him for the rest of your life.

  As he was charging at me, my summon noticed and quickly made her way from the practice match to defehankfully the match had paused as this yelling madman had e here, so she didn’t have to fight her way through the adventurers.

  “Out of my way, bitch!” Kevin was yelling at my summon who had made it in time to stop him.

  “You will treat my Master with respect, if you don’t want to die.” She threatened. I could see Kevin visibly recoil as she said that. I guess she really does have an intimidation skill.

  “Your master? You need a better master.” Kevin said as his rage overtook his fear.

  “My Master is the best and I will not let you talk to him like that.” Performance of Sword argued. “I will now have you apologize.”

  She quickly moved behind Kevin and took a hold of his arm, twisting it in a way that forced Kevin into a bow.

  “ARGH. Let GO Of ME! Do you have any idea who I work for? I could destroy your life!” Kevin was still screaming.

  “I won’t, until you apologize to my Master.” My summon said as she applied more pressure to Kevin’s arm.

  “Aryah.” He let out another scream as Performance was f him into an even more aosition.

  “You loosen up a bit.” I told her. “Now, why don’t you tell me what I did to you? Or was it to your son?” I asked from Kevin, while making my tone purposefully calm to agitate him more.

  “You attacked my son.” He said, for the first time not yelling.

  “And when did I do that? I don’t even know who your son is.” I told him.

  “THIS M!” And right back to yelling. “You ’t have fotten already! Or do YOU attack People every day!?”

  “I don’t recall attag aoday. Where did this happen?” I asked, keeping up my soft tone.

  “Outside the east gate. You attacked him when he was out with his friends.” Kevin said.

  East gate? With friends. It couldn’t be. The moron. The friend abuser.

  …Well, now this is awkward. I guess teically Dang Fairy did tackle his face, so that would t as me attag him, right? But that was only because he was being a bully.

  “Do you mean the kid that ying with my things and passed out from the pain after trying to prove himself?” I firmed.

  “He did no such thing.” Kevin tried tue.

  “Oh, but he did. I was there. You also ask Kurt’s group about it. He was trying to be a big boy and hold his hand on something that would hurt him, but in the end it was too mud he passed out. Then I had a summon heal his hand and asked Kurt’s group to get him back to town.” I told Kevin my made up version of events. “So do tell me, why would I apologize to you for healing the hand of your son?”

  “That’s not what happened!” Kevin was still trying tue. “He said he was just outside looking at something and then you attacked him and his friends out of nowhere.”

  “Sure, go ask the friends then. Or just ask the guard at the east gate. Or just use your brain. If I had attacked your son, he would be dead.” I told him straight up.

  “THEN I WILL! And When I find out you were lying, I’ll have you made into a sve.” Kevin screamed.

  “So that means we are done here?” I firmed. “You let him go now.” I told my summon.

  (Laura, make sure she is ready to intervene if this dumpo tries anything else.)

  (Of course, Master.)

  “You’d better be ready. When I get the proof, you’ll be sorry.” Kevin said as he stormed off.

  …Well, that happened. Should I go tell the owner of Baku pany that his employee is a moron. I guess I could, but then I would o apologize for basically stealing from him. I guess I could do it with one of the two fanny packs I made today. Even if giving it for free is too much, I could trade it for the pendant and some cash. That would make us equal, right? I also o do that at that other store with the magic fsk. Well, I’ll leave that for tomorrow.

  “Thank you for your service.” I said to Performance of Sword. “You go now.”

  “Please call on me again, Master.” She said as she lowered herself into the card.

  “I’m sure I will.” I told her. “Everyohat is it for today. I’ll try to e again some other day, so you have another practice session.” I said to the adventurers.

  I left the guild grounds with cheers behind my babsp;