Testing My Luck in the New World

Volume 1 - Chapter 6

While I could make use of my Fire Ball spell and give her my sword, I was apprehensive to do so. I could only use Fire Ball about five times before my mana would run out. While my mana seemed to have recovered completely since I torched the rabbit, I hadn't seen how long it'd taken to do so. So, relying too much on my magic right now would be a mistake.

"... Master?"

Then there was the idea of potions. I had one health potion already and its existence in this world and the existence of mana itself suggested that there might be mana potions as well, even if I didn't start with one. For now, though, I should probably just stick with buying health potions to keep us in the fight longer. Hopefully they won't be too expensive.

I'll just make use of my Increased Mana Recovery trait where mana is concerned. It may have recovered what I used in the forest already, but it's going to require some more hands-on testing so I don't end up running out during a fight.

"Master?"

There was also the Adventurer's Guild to consider. Thought that wouldn't be an option for a while. I imagined that they paid more handsomely for completing quests than I'd get selling off item drops. But there was the level restriction barring entry into their ranks to worry about.

Then again, killing just three animals on the way here did net me a fair bit of experience. And the monsters in the dungeons were supposed to be tougher, right? That should mean even more experience for our efforts, right? Yua was only level three, but the strength she threw around as she man-handled those thugs earlier should mean that fighting in the dungeons wouldn't be too terrible. I hoped.

We could level up together and hopefully get to know each other doing so.

Was that too much to ask for? I hoped not. I missed my chance with the jogging girl, but unlike with her, Yua and I were stuck together. For at least three days, anyways. For the next three days, we would be forced to interact. Forced to talk to one another. I had no real combat experience, but it was easy to say that keeping my mouth shut out of embarrassment in the middle of a fight could lead to one or both of us being killed.

"Master!"

Yua shouted and grabbed me by the sleeve before yanking me back to stop me from taking another step.

At first, I thought she'd stopped me because I was walking straight into one of those carriages I spotted earlier or maybe something more dangerous I wasn't even aware of, but when I picked my gaze up from where I apparently left it at my feet, I saw that there was nothing in front of us but people.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. I'm sure that the blacksmith will have something used and cheap for you to use. Please bear with it for now. I'll get you something better as soon as I can."

Yua put her hands on her hips and sighed.

"Master, that's what I'm trying to tell you. I don't need a weapon."

"What do you mean? We're going to fight in the dungeon, you know?"

She smirked, the closest thing to a smile I'd seen on her yet, and held up her fists. She looked oddly proud of herself as she flashed a toothy grin.

"I have the Monk class. That means I fight with my fists. Or fist-like weapons, which I don't really like. I don't even know how to use a sword."

"Oh..."

I remembered reading that in her status page, but it didn't quite click because of the stressful situation we were in.