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Chapter 18: A Fateful Encounter ③

Translated by AmaLynne

Edited by AmaLynne

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「Thanks for the food. Thank you, I didn’t expect you to collapse from hunger. Hahahaha.」

「This woman… ate all the lunch that Daphne made for me.」

Sam cried as she looked at the empty lunch box.

He couldn’t eat a single bite of the lunch that Daphne had worked so hard to prepare.

「Sorry, sorry. I thought that since I had the item box, I could eat at any time. I forgot to put in the most important food.」

「Item box!?」

―――Item Box.

At the word, Sam’s anger and sadness slipped away.

His eyes lit up, not expecting to hear a word so full of fantasy in such a place.

「Is there such a thing as an item box? Where do I get them?」

「Relax, boy. Item boxes are a skill of mine. It’s not something you can buy.」

「What?」

「Fufu. It’s a rare skill. You must be jealous!」

「I love it! I love it! I want one!」

「Unfortunately, I can’t give it to the boy. Skill is something you’re born with. ―――Hmm? What, the boy has skill too?」

「What? I have skill?」

「You didn’t know that?」

That was new.

At the same time, his heart fluttered.

He had never dreamed that he had a skill.

(Could it be that I have an item box too? No, no, no, no. If I’m not good, I’ll get something even better.

「So, what skill do I have?」

「I know you’re happy, but calm down, boy. But it’s not too much to ask. There are fewer people born with skills than those born with magical powers. In a way, it’s proof that the world loves you.」

「I don’t care about that, hurry up, hurry up!」

「You’re such a child. Well, that’s okay. The boy’s skill is, hmm, something that『Cut-through』.」

「『Cut-through』?」

「I’m guessing it’s a skill that specializes in cutting. That’s good, isn’t it? If you hold a sword, you might be able to fight with one.」

Shocked by the woman’s words, Sam fell to his knees on the ground.

「I don’t like the idea of having a skill specialized in cutting.」

「Wait, what are you depressed about, boy? I don’t use one, but it’s not every day you find a skilled swordsman. If you do well, you can even be recruited by the national knight order.」

「…How can I do that if I can’t use a sword?」

It was too much of a treasure trove.

If Sam had even the slightest talent for swords, having the skill to specialize in cutting would have been a plus.

However, Sam has no talent for swords.

It’s not that he’s not good with a sword, it’s that he can’t use one at all.

What use would it be to give him a skill that specializes in cutting?

「Boy? Is there a reason?」

The woman looked into Sam’s face as he put his hands on the ground.

「On second thought, it’s strange to have a child alone in the woods like this. Why don’t you talk to sister about it?」

「…What do you mean?」

「Your past, your present, your future.」

The woman smiled at him.

Sam couldn’t tell if she was doing it out of the goodness of her heart or out of curiosity.

「Why are you talking to someone you don’t know?」

「Well, you gave me the boy’s precious meal, so I thought I’d return the favor.」

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She smiled at him, and he felt something different from the others he had met.

「Oops, I guess I haven’t even told you my name yet. No wonder the boy is wary.」

She said, standing up and puffing out her chest.

「I’m Ur?Scheidt. A genius wizard.」

(Wow, she’s the type to call herself a genius.)

The way the scarlet-haired beauty dignifiedly called herself a genius suited her rather majestically.

He almost believed her.

「So, what’s the boy’s name?」

「Huh, I’m Samuel. You can call me Sam.」

「Sam, Sam. Yeah. That’s a good name.」

A woman murmurs the boy’s name as she bites down on it―――Ur.

She nods a few times and reaches out her hand to Sam.

「Come on, tell me about yourself.」

Sam took Ur’s hand without any strange resistance.

Then, he found himself telling her about himself.