*chirp* *chirp*

I slowly open my eyes and wake up to the sound of birds chirping. It’s still a little bit dark outside, nonetheless the sun have started to rise so I stood up from my mattress and tidied it up.

It seems like everyone is still asleep. I really can’t go my way and enter the bedroom for a while so I went downstairs and used the sink to wash my face. If I used the kitchen’s sink, I might make a noise so I gave up the thought.

“Good thing I placed my toothbrush here.”

Before going to bed yesterday, I prepared everything that I will be needing to live here. I had the thought of waking up before them passed through my mind, so I’ve decided to put the things that I will use in the bathroom here in the kitchen.

While I’m brushing my teeth I noticed a door just beside the entrance to the kitchen just beside the stairs. And when I opened it, it turns out to be…

“Another restroom, huh… Haha. That’s to be expected for a diner, yet I wonder why I didn’t thought of going here in the first place?”

Maybe someone forgot to write that there was a restroom right here.

*bonk*

“Ow-… Wha…?”

I felt someone or something hit my head lightly. Oh well, it must have been my imagination.

“That’s it, I guess.”

I fixed my hair and I’m now done brushing my teeth so I’m all prepared for the day.

“But it’s still early so I don’t have anything much to do.”

I asked Anya some time when I first came here. Since I was troubled as I don’t have anything to tell me what time it is, she told me that clocks are too expensive so they didn’t have one. Clocks here are rare and the only one most people can use freely is in the bell tower where it rings every 3 hours of the day. Of course it won’t ring at night as it would cause many problems for people sleeping.

Only nobles who are well off can afford to buy a clock since they are hard to manufacture because of the scarcity of the materials used to making one. They said that the clocks here uses a special type of magic crystal that follows the alignment of heavenly bodies and therefore provides the specific time.

I’m not pretty sure, but maybe because of the existence of magic here in this world, technology that can be made using only with normal materials may have been skipped out from the picture. But in reality, a clock can be easily made using the right materials. I don’t know how it is made myself but one of my senior in the military once had a hobby of making them so I watched him making them from time to time. Perhaps, technology and magic in this world are two different things and is only recently that they began integrating them to create more things.

On the other hand, having the ability to use magic is surely convenient as it can be used for all sorts of things. If I can get the chance to use one, I definitely would take it. How cool it would be if I can use it in my command.

“I guess I’ll just clean the restaurant for the time being.”

While imagining myself using some of the magic that I saw since coming here like the Lightning Bolt of the healer, I then cleaned the whole restaurant to kill as much time as I wait for the others to wake up. It’s not really that of a chore since it is already clean in the first place. So after a while, I’m already done. The place is now sparkling clean compared to before I started.

“Phew. That’s satisfying.”

I can almost see my reflection from the tables after wiping them with something I don’t know what. I guess it is a cleaner of some sort. But since I can’t read the letters here, I just used the cleaners based on my instinct. In the end, I guess I’m not off the mark.

“Slime? What are you doing here?”

Right when it’s getting a lot brighter outside, I heard Ceres coming down from the stairs with clothes I haven’t seen.

“Ah. Ceres. I was just done cleaning. Good morning. Is that your work uniform?”

“Hm? Yeah.”

“I see. You look good in it.”

I genuinely stated what was on my mind as I saw her tying up her hair into a ponytail.

“Hmph.”

She went directly to the kitchen without turning my way. Hmm… I guess she didn’t like getting compliments. But I can’t lie! If something is beautiful or cute, I will say it! Even if it cost me my life!

“Wha-?! How is it so sparkling clean in here??”

“I didn’t have anything to do, so I guess I got into it a little bit? Teehee~”

“’Teehee~’ doesn’t explain that… But, hmm…”

Ceres then brushed the surface of the kitchen wall with her fingers to check for dirt.

“… You’re good. I should point that out at least.”

“Thank you. It’s the least I can do to help.”

“…”

Ceres proceeded to get the materials from the fridge and began cutting some ingredients.

“Oh right. You’ll open the restaurant staring today, huh?”

“Hm.”

She didn’t reply much and is again focused on what she is doing. I then continued cleaning the windows which are the last thing that needs to be cleaned.

The surrounding place is quiet with only the chirps of the bird and the chopping sounds coming from the kitchen are heard. The silence spreads through out inside the restaurant but it’s not an awkward silence, rather, it’s a pleasing one. I feel comfortable as my heart became lighter and lighter as the moments pass.

“…”

I took a glance at Ceres without stopping my hands.

She accepted the fact that I will be staying here but I still can’t feel that I got closer to her because of that. It’s like she just gave up and let Anya do what she pleases, which is letting me stay.

Well, it’s only still my third day in this world. I still have a lot of chances to get along with her.

“Hm? This is…”

Just when I was done cleaning the windows and next would be the door, I saw some strange carvings in the wooden pillar, the one by the door.

There are some writings along with lines following them that are carved in succession.

I vaguely remember one of the word as I just saw it yesterday; it says ‘Ceres.’ The letters that form ‘Ceres’ followed by a line have another word just above it also followed by a line.

Is that it, I wonder? Maybe she was measuring her height before like other kids? I remember doing it too when I was 6. I usually have my mother measure it but when I found out I didn’t grow after a week, I will have my mother buy me a carton of milk and stretch while reading some books. If that’s so, the other one is definitely Anya’s.

The measuring just stopped somewhere just above my waist so maybe they stopped measuring when they got at a certain age, but I see. The last measurement was from Ceres so I guess she was taller than Anya before then. But it is clear that Anya is tad taller than Ceres right now. I guess that’s where puberty kicked in and gave Anya a huge boost. Of course, I’m talking about their height and nothing else.

“Ceres. This here.”

“…”

“Ceres?”

“…”

“Ah…”

The instant I saw Ceres was something I didn’t think would make how I see her a whole lot different.

“A smile…”

Not just a regular smile.

It was a smile that will make you look back when you pass by her. A smile that is as natural as it can be. An expression I never thought she would make.

I already saw her smiling when she’s talking with Tia but this can’t be on par with it. I can almost feel her emotion through her smile; she’s having a lot of fun.

“…”

I wanted to call out to her but my mouth couldn’t move one bit as my mind was only focused on looking at her.

Is it because something good happened? Or maybe someone gave her a present? Maybe Anya bought a good set of hair pin for her.

I don’t have any idea for her having that lovely smile but…

“Good thing I woke up early.”

…

..

.

“Sofiel! I want to place and order!”

“I want a second serving!”

“Hey, can I have a glass water?”

I was relaxing by the window from the living room when I heard the restaurant suddenly getting a lot rowdy.

Peeking through the stairs, I saw a lot of costumers with Sofiel flailing around taking their orders. I can already feel him getting flustered from the bombardment of orders coming for them.

I went down to check on the kitchen finding the same chaotic scene with only Anya and Ceres cooking. The heat from the summer days is one thing, of course. But the temperature is rising all the more because of the burner and boiling of water, making the place sultrier every minute.

“I already know the answer but… How are you guys doing?”

“Can’t you already see?! Just shut it and go away! I don’t have any more leniency to waste on you!”

[“Haha… That’s harsh…”]

Ceres was almost at her wits end when I asked them. Anya didn’t answer but I can already get that she’s also having a hard time. Considering the fact that they’re in this mini hell because of the heat and the never-dwindling number of customers, it’s to be expected.

I surveyed around the kitchen without bothering them.

When I wasn’t doing anything earlier, I checked on Ceres while she prepares and I can already say that I have already memorized almost all of the ingredients they are using. Like how they are used and how they prepare them.

“Hm…”

I calculated in my mind how they can finish each dish while being shorthanded.

“It’s a bit tight, huh?”

First, incoming used plates keep piling up while the clean ones are already disappearing at a fast rate. Even Sofiel is having a hard time with placing the orders and cleaning the tables at the same time. I can almost see his eyes getting teary.

Second is the incoming orders piles up without Ceres and Anya can even finish a single dish. I can guess the reason being it’s the first day after the long holiday so the people are eager to try eating here again. And it’s the middle of noon. No wonder there would be a lot of customers coming. It seems like this restaurant/diner is quite favored by the townspeople.

That’s a good thing.

Anya helps with the cooking while also tending the piling up plates.

And lastly, I was told I can’t help. Even Tia volunteered to help but I can understand why they would refuse Tia’s offer. However, mine’s a different case. I was told I’m a guest so I should just relax. Anya’s too good for this world.

But I can’t just stand and idle away while I know they’re having a hard time.

“Anya. I’ll help. I recommend you help Sofiel on the floor.”

“Eh?? B-But…!”

“It’s okay. Come on now, go, go.”

“Uuu… O-Okay!”

Anya can help at a lot of things but her hands are on the slower side so she can’t handle the pressure from all these orders.

I put on her apron and folded my sleeves just before my ellbows. The handkerchief that I bought from the market is what I used to cover my head.

“Ceres. Let me have a look at the recipes.”

“Huh?? What are you doing??”

“Come on. We don’t have time to argue.”

“Tch… Here!”

She returns to cooking as I browse all through the pages as swiftly as possible. I tried to memorize all of them in one go. I’m confident in my memory since I’m used to books ever since I was a child.

But one there’s one more problem.

A huge problem.

“Ceres. I forgot I couldn’t read.”

“YOU SLIIIIIIME!! JUST GET OUT OF HERE!!!”

But I can’t really go out leaving them. So I resort to helping her prepare the ingredients while she focuses on making the dish.

“Mushrooms, mushrooms…”

“Here.”

“… A-Ah… Okay.”

I gave her the already cut mushrooms.

“Here is the ponion and meat.”

Along the sound of hasty cutting and the bubbling of water from the pot, I continued to do whatever I could that can help Ceres without pulling back her leg.

“Y-Yeah…”

The heat from the stove is harsher than I thought when Ceres is cooking some sort of like a fried rice. I prepared every ingredients that she needs while she cooks them and then proceeds to preparing another batch of pre-prepared ingredients.

“The water should be ready, I’ll add the spices.”

“A-Alright. Do you know the amount?”

“I’ve seen you do it.”

…

“The rice is done. Check it out.”

“… Okay.”

…

“I’ll cut up the fish for the next dish.”

“I’ll leave it to you.”

…

“Garrots are almost gone.”

“There’re more in the fridge.”

…

“Cut up the beef.”

“Got it. (There’re cows here?)”

…

“Sofiel, here’s the next order for table 4.”

“G-Got it!”

Every time a dish is done, Ceres always made sure to taste it. I don’t know why when she’s already been doing it for years.

And just like that I continued doing my part as she does hers. Her hands did not stop even a slight while so I followed her up by doing the parts that needs to be done primarily. That way, she can do her stuff without going back to scratch whenever she has to cook another dish.

“Here’re the new plates.”

“Hm.”

While there are no ingredients to prepare for me, I went to washing the dishes.

Along with the sound of boiling water and the chopping on the board, our hands moved endlessly as the customers slowly leave one by one.

After the small battle we’ve done, I can almost say that I’ve already memorized all of their menus in their restaurant except for those that aren’t ordered for the day. Some dish are ordered a number of times but there are also dishes that haven’t seen the light for today.

I guess it’s not popular for the customers.

Anya did well in helping Sofiel in the floor for the time being and is apparent on his face.

…

“Good woooork~”

“Phew… That’s it, I guess.”

“… Huf…”

“Good work you two.”

We’re done for the most part and the restaurant is now empty. They said that was the usual time it really gets busy but today is a lot more since it’s the day after the festival.

Anya and Sofiel came inside the kitchen while wiping their sweat off from their foreheads.

“But I was surprised. Chef Ceres and Hans were in perfect sync. The rest of the orders were prepared in a swift after I just left the note.”

After putting down the tray from his hands, Sofiel put his hands on his chest and showed an expression of awe as she-, I mean, as he points out what happened earlier.

“Right~”

“Why is Anya agreeing to that…? Chef Ceres. Did you hire Hans to cook starting today?”

“No. I didn’t. This slime just did it without asking.”

“Slime…?”

“It’s my nickname. It’s cute right? I’m thinking up for a cute nickname for Ceres too. Any suggestions?”

“… A-Ahaha…”

Sofiel let out a wry laugh at my remark.

“But really~ How did you do that, Ceres~? It’s like me getting out from the kitchen made things easier for you… Am I useless now…?”

*bonk*

“Idiot, that’s not it.”

“Fufu~ I was hit by Ceres~”

These two really get along well. I just can’t follow how Anya thinks around Ceres, though.

“I hate to admit it but… Kuh…”

Ceres grit her teeth and clutch her hands into a fist.

“I really… Really… hate to admit it… But this guy… Tch… was a big… help. *cough*”

Then she coughed up a small amount of blood from her mouth.

“Just how much do you hate me helping?!”

I couldn’t control myself and retort.

*sigh* She really hate my guts. Well, it’s nothing new anyways.

“I told you, I despise you. *wipe*”

“*sigh* Okay, okay. You’re welcome.”

“Hmph.”

Ceres turned her head in a snob as she remove her apron and untied her hair.

“But really~ How did you do that, Hans~? It’s like you’ve been cooking here for years~!”

“I also thought so. Or rather… I haven’t asked where you two have met Hans…”

“Ah… Yeah. I haven’t properly explained to Sofiel, huh.”

The day when Ceres was kidnapped, Sofiel was also there to welcome us back. I shortly introduced myself and he did the same but that was all. I guess neither Ceres nor Anya have explained my circumstances to him.

“I was a traveler. Jumping from country to country. When I found myself starving and lost in the middle of the forest. That forest turned out to be the Traveler’s Forest and that was where I met Ceres and Anya.”

“I see, I see.”

“During the time I was a traveler *glance*”

I glanced at Anya and blinked hoping she would get that I meant soldier when I was saying traveler.

“*thumbs up*”

I guess that did it.

“I was also studying all kinds of recipes. I was the one who always have to cook for my companions that time so I’m used to cooking. Well, not to the point that I can be called a chef. It was just my hobby, you see.”

“Is that so…~ So that’s why you were so swift with your hands when you were helping Ceres~ It was the first time I saw Ceres cooking during a rush hour with a smile.”

“Hmm…~”

“Wha- Anya!!”

“Fufu~”

Anya cutely stuck her tongue out like a child.

“Hoho~ So I really helped you this time, eh? THANK ME, peasant.”

I flashed a triumphant grin towards Ceres who is fuming with anger and embarrassment.

It’s nothing to be embarrassed for though.

“Hmph! Don’t misunderstand. I just really like cooking, that’s all. I didn’t really feel like you helped me. Make sure to remember that.”

“Really now…~?”

I tried to take it furthermore and tease her.

“Did you say something? *glare*”

“Anya, Sofiel! We really have a beautiful weather today, isn’t it?”

I pointed towards the window where the sunlight is brightly passing through.

“He changed the topic~!”

“A-Ahaha… Hans is sort of an interesting person.”

“*sigh* I’ll call Tia upstairs. Let’s have lunch. Sofiel and Anya, I’ll leave the floor to you. Slime, just stay there. I sweated a lot so I’ll also be taking a short shower.”

“Okay.”

“Leave it to us~”

“Got it.”

Ceres then went upstairs while sighing exasperatedly.

“Oh right. Do we still have the danberries we got yesterday?”

“You mean the one I asked you to get in the dungeon~? Yup~”

“Can I have some of them?”

“Sure, but, what will you do~?”

“Look forward to it. Let’s make this one of the dish for our lunch. Tia will like it too for sure.”

“R-Really…??”

“Yeah.”

I wink mischievously as I fold my sleeves once again. Then I check the available ingredients in the kitchen.

“Yep. I can make it with these. Wait for a while.”

I’ve already gotten used to the difference in the ingredients here in this world with my former world so I can already plan the food that I can make in my head. When I tried the danberries yesterday, I learned they were something more common that I thought they should be. Well, from my world that is.

…

After some time.

“That’s it, I guess. Here you go, Danberry Pie.”

They were blueberries.

[Danberry Pie. It is a kind of pie with a sweetened danberry as a filling. Danberry pie is mostly know by the public as one of the easiest pies to make. The reason for being know that was is that it does not require pitting or peeling of danberry. Most of the preparation for the pie has its crust at the top and also at the bottom but preparation may vary.]

“Woooow~!”

“Wh-What is this! This smells so good!”

“H-Hans…! Can we eat it now…??”

Tia got impatient and readied her knife and fork in her hands. I can see her eyes already sparkling while she eagerly looks at the pie.

“Let’s wait for Ceres first.”

And just when I said that, Ceres came down from the stairs drying her hair with a towel.

“You’re just right in time.”

“What is it, slime?”

“Look, Ceres~ It’s Danberry Pie he said~! It’s the first time I saw it!”

“… *gulp*”

“Ah. You thought it looked delicious, did you Ceres?”

“Shut it, slime.”

“But aren’t there pies here?”

“Nuh-uh~ It’s the first time I’ve heard of a dish.”

“I see. Well, it’s a dessert, though.”

I guess when it comes to desserts and the likes, this world is still clueless.

“Alright! Help yourself~”

I sliced the pie into five equal parts and distributed it to them.

“Ohh… So the danberries are inside…”

“Look, Sofie~ It’s so soft~!”

“…”

“U-Uhm… Hans! Can I eat it now?”

“Sure.”

Tia, who couldn’t wait any longer, sliced a small bit sized portion from the pie using her knife and brought it into her mouth. Her way of eating is so elegant and with finesse that you wouldn’t think a child could do.

“…!!”

Tia showed a melting expression while she chews on the pie with her hand on her cheeks. Everyone who saw that expression followed her example and took a bit from their share.

“Mmmmhhh…~~~~!!”

“Soooo sweeeeet! Delicious!”

“… *munch*”

“I see. Good thing you like it.”

“It’s not just like it~! I love it~! The hard outer layer of the danberry pie is perfect for the sweet filling inside!”

“Right! The sweetness comes out with every bite… And it spreads in my tongue like it is meant to be eaten like this… I never thought that danberries can be this sweet…!”

“H-Hans… This is sho goood~~ Makhe ih aheeen~~”

Tia’s words became almost incomprehensible as she expresses her delight while enjoying the pie.

“How is it, Ceres?”

“It’s okay.”

But she can’t hide the fact that the corner of her lips are twitching into a smile as she trembles on her sit.

“You like it, huh. That’s good.”

“I didn’t say anything about me liking it. Don’t put words into my mouth.”

“Say Hans~ Can we add this in the menu~?”

“Sure. I’ll tell you the recipe later.”

…

..

.

We finished eating and now we came back to work. Tia went upstairs and continued reading some books Ceres lent her. I don’t really know, but I can see her in the backyard from time to time. Ignoring that for a while, I continued helping Ceres throughout the day with Anya and Sofiel serving the customers on the floor.

“Slime, the omelet?”

“Here.”

“One Sweet and Sour Fried Heltar for table number 5.”

“On it.”

“Extra salad for table number 2~”

“Got it.”

“You take care of the salad. I’ll do the Fried Heltar.”

“Roger, Chef Ceres.”

But Fried Heltar, huh… That’s one of the weirdest one I heard for today. Based from the looks of it, it looks like chicken meat but, this is the other world. I really can’t be too sure.

And just like that the day for Lunaria Café had passed. We are now resting after the last rush hour which is dinner time. The night has come and only the lightbulbs from the ceiling our only source of light. Even the street in front of the store is now quitter than it is during the day.

“I think this is a bit sudden but, do you want to work here, Hans~?”

“Wha-?! Anya??”

“Now that’s sudden.”

“Ah. That is nice. Anya being able to go out on the floor really helps a lot too.”

While I was sitting in one of the tables sipping coffee, Anya sat down in front of me along with Sofiel. Ceres heard her and hurriedly followed them.

“What are you saying, Anya?? We can’t let this guy work in here!”

“Ehh~? Why~?”

“Because I don’t want to work with him.”

“Ahaha~ I’m really hated~”

I drink another sip from my coffee.

“Aren’t you getting too used to being hated, Hans?”

“Yeah. Want to try to it too, Sofiel? You’ll always here Ceres’ angry voice even in your head.”

“N-No thanks… I’d rather do my job well.”

“I see. It’ll train your mental fortitude, you know?”

While getting used to her hating me, I really feel her being honest with me and it’s nice knowing that.

“But what about Hans~? Do you want to work here~?”

“Hmm… I want to if I have the chance. I just can’t sit around and do nothing while I see you all working hard.”

“See~? We really need more hands~! First of all, it’s Ceres fault we’re having a hard time…~”

“Ugh…”

Ceres slightly flinched on her feet. Did something happened before?

“What happened?”

“You see, Ceres before-“

“I got it! I just have to hire him, right?? *sigh*”

“Yay~”

“It felt like it’s a bit coerced but, oh well.”

Ceres looked at me and heaved an exasperated sigh.

“Hey. Can you stop looking at people and heave a sigh afterwards?”

It makes me lose my self-esteem.

“So? Do you want to work here?”

“Ehh… I wonder what should I do?”

I tried teasing her a bit.

“Then you don’t want to? Okay. That’s how it is Anya.”

“Wait, wait, wait! I’ll work here! Please let me work!”

“Good.”

I really can’t win against Ceres…

…

..

.

Next day.

I began working in Ceres and Anya’s restaurant as a cook. Anya went from cooking to working on the floor but it seems like she’s been doing it from time to time that’s why she’s already used to it. Even the customer’s like her for her pleasing aura.

Ceres is the head chef so my work only revolves around helping her with her cooking like preparing the ingredients, washing the dishes, and rarely do I help her in the cooking process.

Sofiel continued working as a waitress… I mean waiter. Hmm… No one can blame me, right? I mean, he’s wearing a customized waitress uniform. No matter where you look at him, he’s properly a girl, even his face is of that of a girl.

We’ve only met a few times but he’s already used to talking to me. I guess he’s mature in that aspect even though he looks exactly like a teenage girl.

Wait…

I haven’t really asked but, with his long ears and silver hair which I haven’t seen from anyone but him, he’s an elf perhaps. I’ve always encountered them when I read fantasy books and in some books they’re always the one who end up being held captives by orcs and-

“Ahem…”

… What was I thinking…?

Anyways. I won’t know if I don’t ask him. I guess I’ll find a chance to talk with him later after work. I’m quite interested by these races other than humans. I want to know about them more.

“Don’t just stand there. Even if we only have few costumers right now, you don’t have the right to slack. Get moving!”

“Roger that.”

“Hmph.”

And just like that, we continued our work for the whole day.

Our work days consists of 9 days by the start of the month with the 10th our day off. They don’t a have a week system in this world but Anya once told me that the month is usually divided by 3 having ten days each division. And it is made regular that the tenth day will be a day off for all workers.

Then what about the schools? I haven’t asked yet anyone in that department so I still don’t have a clue. At least a civilization like this won’t grow without an education system so I’m pretty sure this world has schools too.

Having only three days off each month is something to consider too. Well, being a soldier every day who fights in the battlefield without rest is a lot worse than this, I guess.

Then night fell and we’re almost done for the day.

“I will be going now. Good day.”

“Ah. You’re in a hurry today, Sofiel. Is something up?”

I was cleaning on the floor when I saw Sofiel going his way towards the door.

“Yes. I have been hired by a party to explore a dungeon.”

“Dungeon??”

The word resounded in my heart no matter how many times I hear it. And if I enter a dungeon, I can test the skills that I got and gather monster crystals to increase my status points.

I really need to get my way there!

“Y-Yes… Is something wrong?”

“Can I join too??”

“Th-That is fine by me but… From the looks of it, you still are not a [Registered Adventurer]…”

“…! What… in… the world… I’m can’t be an adventurer…?”

A sudden shock…

“It is not like that! You still have to register as an adventurer. But I’m kind of wondering how you became a traveler without registering yourself as an adventurer… Good thing you survived.”

“So you mean if I just registered I can join in parties and explore dungeons too??”

My dream like adventure!

“Yes. That is correct.”

“Alright!! Ah… But I already have entered a dungeon before…”

I had the experience of entering a dungeon when Anya asked me and Ceres to gather some ingredients in the nearest dungeon here if Florensia.

“That’s because you’re with me that time, slime.”

“I heard the whole story~ You’re registering as an adventure, Hans~?”

Ceres and Anya got out from the kitchen after cleaning up a bit.

“Yeah! And what do you mean, Ceres?”

“You can only enter in a dungeon if you are a registered adventurer. Another way is if you are together with someone who is a registered adventurer.”

Saying that, Ceres raised his arms and showed me her wrist wearing some sort of a bracelet.

“That is?”

“The proof of being an adventurer.”

“I have one too.”

Sofiel pulled his sleeves and showed me his bracelet. They have the same design which has some sort of carvings on it. It looks like it’s made from an iron metal and it’s an inch wide that perfectly fits their wrists.

If I register I will be able to get this. And I can enter the dungeon whenever I have my free time. Maybe this is the first step I will have to take in this world.

So I think there’s no point it thinking it over.

“So Hans? Want to register?”

“Of course.”

…

..

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Chapter 14 End

Name:

Hans Alius Schmidt

Race:

Human

Class:

None

[STATUS]

Strength:

206/9999

Agility

82/9999

Intelligence

75/9999

Defense

15/9999

[SKILLS]

Mana Detect Lv. 6/10

Status Lv. 1/1

Crush Strike Lv. 1/10

Crystal Points: 15