4 Rewarded

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Damien was being a bodyguard for someone as he was inside the carriage which carried goods. The merchant was inside with him and Damien felt his eyes on his pistol.

"How much do you want for it?"

"Nothing"

"Come on name a price any price I'll buy it"

"Nope"

In the past hours the merchant has been nagging him to buy his pistol. It was a straight up no as Damien wasn't going to let go of his pistol for not one moment. By his side it stays and it saved him too so it be best if he doesn't sell it.

"You're not budging for it?"

"No my final is answer is no please don't keep on asking"

"Alright you win, I won't then when we arrive I'll compensate you good"

Damien nodded as the merchant had explained how he doesn't really hire adventurer services with how most of them are crude people. While Damien doesn't look like it even though he is a mercenary it wasn't to far off as being like an adventurer. Since Adventurer is the same as being a mercenary with how you can help people and ask for a pay in return or any sort of reward. There were four soldiers guarding him one was leading with horses and other son horses as well covering their flank.

"You should change yourself with how you look just to look more presenting!"

"I should?"

He didn't care what he looked like right now as he let it be. But the merchant was seeing such face go to waste and bear no mind he wasn't jealous as he already had a woman. Not like the single men that will be jealous of this man's face.

"Yeah definitely! Especially if you have some other type of clothing but unfortunately this town has no one specializing in styling hair"

"It's fine"

"Such a waste"

The merchant sighed and Damien looked at him weirdly and just shrug it off. The carriage stopped which made the merchant raise an eyebrow as he raised his voice to know what happened.

"Why did we stop?"

"Something is wr-"

He didn't hear anything else which made the merchant stand up and go outside but a hand stopped him.

"Don't stay here I'll check it out"

He nodded as Damien felt something wrong and prepared himself as he wore a vest and some leather armor for protection. Light to move on his feet and not be easy to target of course. Peeking out of the curtains an arrow shot to his head. Damien instantly got out dodging the thing that came for his head.

For one thing that Damien mastered to make a skill of his own for his weapon. In his hands he had a Deagel as he chanted a word.

"[Multishot]"

He found out the positions of the killers/bandits as he then rapidly shot at each one hitting either part of their bodies. Killing some in what seemed to be a rain of bullets for them as they tried to run but couldn't with the accurate aiming of Damien who swiftly killed them.

*bang* bang* bang*

He injured one to interrogate as the merchant heard those loud noises but didn't come out and waited patiently. Believing that everything was alright and trusting Damien to do his job.

"Now who do you work for?"

"I ain't telling you jack shit!"

Damien shot the guys leg in which he screamed in pain.

"Gyaaaah!"

"Tell me now or else it won't be a quick death for you"

"F-Fine please don't kill me, I-I work for the raven group!"

Not knowing who they're Damien killed him off not wanting to have people going after him already. Something he rather not have already in just a weeks worth in being in the new world. The horses were injured and pulled a healing potion giving both a drink which cured there injuries and wounds. Jumping on the riders seat he started the movement.

"Haaayaaah!"

"Um is it safe to come out?"

"Come out it's all good"

The merchant came out to not see his soldiers and knew what happened as he knows what happens to merchants as it's just life. Sighing he felt like he was getting to old for all of this.

"Thank you"

"Don't sweat it I'll get you there safely"

Nodding he went back to the carriage to rest letting Damien take charge. In couple of hours they arrived and the merchant got off same thing with Damien.

"If you can help me carry all this I'll pay you more"

"Fine by me!"

He gladly took the chance to get more money as it was something he needed. The elf's money wasn't enough for one week and he needed whatever he could get his hands on some money.

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Damien was walking with a pouch of money smiling a bit. He scratched his chin in thinking his next destination was.

'Should be the tower nearest to me'

Checking the map he has and information the merchant gave him the nearest tower is just a couple of miles from this town. That was his first goal to conquer this dungeon near him and claim a reward.

So he let himself stay here in this town for a bit polish his skills and train a bit more to get ready to solo. Of course not knowing how dangerous a dungeon is one thing to keep in mind.

'I'm hungry'

You know what would be nice for him and that would be having a beautiful woman/wife to just cook him food. As he can't cook for shit his skills aren't shit and just won't be shit. As he goes on and wonders in his mind he bumps into someone.

"Ah I'm sorry!"

Quickly apologizing while helping the person out.

"it's fine and it's my fault as well for not looking"

in front of him was a nun apologizing for her mistake.

"Um could I trouble you and invite you to go eat as an apology?"

"You don't have to"

"Please"

The nun couldn't help herself give in to his face.

"Ok can we do it tomorrow?"

"Yes"

"Great then if you come to the near by church if you follow me and pick me up as I'll be there most of my time helping around"

"Alright"