《The Farmer》Chapter 11
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The adventurers walk crossed the river that Bob created when he first stumble upon it. Still racking his brain on how to respond he looks at the adventurer with an uncomfortable smile.
“Hello adventurers.”
They look amongst themselves and let out a small chuckle.
“Is he broken?”
“Could be.” The buff guy walks towards him and inspects him closer.
“Hello, my name is Bob. I live atop the farthest hill of this peninsula.” He scratches his head and smiles awkwardly.
“It’s been a while since another adventurer came here, won’t you join me in my house?”
He turns his head around to avoid their face. His body is now covered in cold sweat as he walks away from them. The adventurers did follow him whilst talking amongst themselves. Agta and Atga on the other hand refused to show up but was able to hint Bob every now and then where they are, without giving away their position to the adventurers.
They got out of the forest and the farm is already insight. The adventurers were in awe of the place. The vast ocean serves as the background of the hill along with his field and the contraption that was created by the previous adventurers. As they got closer, cold winds brushes them and they are more impressed when they got nearer at the top of the hill. It is breath taking but to Bob who has seen it every day for 2 years it’s nothing special.
“Wow. This is really cool.” The girl said with excitement.
“Next gen!” The skinny guy shouted.
“Turn on your receptors! Even the wind feels nice.” The girl added.
Bob smiles at their expressions, which finally made him calm down.
“Here we are. Welcome to my domain. I still don’t know your names.”
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They look at him as if he was joking. Bob’s uncomfortable smile returns to him. Did I say something wrong? Is it my accent? Do I even have an accent? Maybe my smell? I haven’t taken a shower since this morning. This is embarrassing he thought to himself.
“He’s broken, he can’t see it.” The skinny guy shakes his head
“Or he doesn’t know how to read.” The girl added
“That’s not necessary.”
“Maybe it’s a feature. Come on it’s immersive.”
She walks towards Bob and pointed at the top of her head just like what the other adventurers did before.
“Alright then. See?” She asks slowly. “My name is NumbaJuan.”
Feeling a little irritated about the way she talks to him like he is a child, a little relief came over Bob.
‘She’s as weird as Best and Light’ He thought.
The names don’t surprise him that much anymore. Of course, the names are confusing and somewhat odd, but he has already made up in his mind that adventurers are not named normally.
He nods at the girl staring directly in his eyes and shifted it to the other two behind her. They gave a small sigh and pointed at the top of their head and introduced themselves.
“Yeeticus.” The skinny guy says
“I’m DeSpanishINQ.” The buff guy said with pride.
“O-okay… You must be tired, let me get something to eat while you rest.”
Bob immediately withdraws himself in the awkward situation he puts himself in and tries to recompose himself. Leaving the adventurers by his doorstep he went to the shed and grabs an enormous amount of fruit and cradles it in his arms.
“This is not much, so feel free to eat as many as you want.”
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He laid down the fruits before them and each took a bite and sweet feeling came over them so much that they took another bite and just savor it.
“Yeah, why did you name yourself like that?”
“Because no one would expect me”
“What? –oh I get it.”
They burst into a small laughter. Bob tries to think what it was about as he sat by them. Not to close for they are not yet familiar to him and wouldn’t want to impose on them and not too far that he would seem to be avoiding them.
‘No one would expect him?’ Bob thought. The names that adventurer possess are rather peculiar, but why does his name is someone no one would expect. Among other things that boggles his mind.
“Do you have any quest?”
While still deep in thought, Bob didn’t notice that they already finished the food he gave them. The skinny guy is standing in front of him looking down at him. He raises his hand as to cover the sun that is getting in his eyes. Then he stood up and look the adventurer in the face.
“Quest?”
“Ugh! Num, get over here.” Yeeticus walks away from him, annoyed.
The girl who introduced herself as NumbaJuan walks over to him and talks to him again in the same condescending manner as she did earlier, but this time she tries to make hand gestures to give more meaning to what she is talking about.
“Do you have quest? Things for us to do?”
“Things to do… things… Oh yes of course.”
One of the common things that he learns about adventurers from his encounter with DaBest and EviLight is that they always ask about quests. To his understanding the quest is just them taking over some manual labor for him.
He looks around to see if there’s anything else for them to do. Which is nothing. The mill is yet to be build but it would serve no purpose. The field is already taken care of and the animals are roaming around. As if a flash of inspiration hit his mind.
‘What if they show me those magics? Or better yet, they could teach me?’
Bob got excited on the thought of seeing abilities that he couldn’t see before. The grin on his face made the girl a little uneasy as she took a step back.
“If you show me your abilities, I will pay you 2 silvers.”
As if nothing happened, they look at Bob blankly. He anxiously waited for their cringing reply of ‘I accept’.
“There’s no prompt.” The girl said to her companions.
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