Will I End Up As a Hero or a Demon King

“All in all, 22,000 Bikes.”

“So that’s 5500 Bikes for each of us.”

“”Fast!!””

Well, that’s to be expected, they’re only 10 or 12 years old after all…

I believe [arithmetic] was in the skill set, but I don’t see them going to school, or rather, there doesn’t seem to be any school here in the first place, so I guess this is something to be surprised about for the people here.

When I asked them how they always divided the money, they told me that each of the three took one coin of the same color and size, and when there were less than two coins, they distributed them as follows: Zink-kun today, Mei-chan tomorrow, and so on.

In a sense, it was a unique distribution system.

Whether we would have a chance to work together or not, I’ll at least help out while I’m around.

“Oh yeah, does everyone have plans now?”

“I was waiting to go sell the sword!”

“I’m sorry about that. I’m going to register as a hunter and ask for some training. Please wait for me while you eat your meat skewers.”

I headed to the counter by myself.

It could have been anyone, but for some reason, the woman who just showed me the way, an estimated 40 years old, was looking at me with a passionate gaze.

When I glanced at her, she looked at me with a smile, and I felt that it was not a good idea to look at a 13-year-old girl that way.

(Huh… is she telling me to come over there…?) 

I head over to the counter and see the big sister with a big smile on her face.

“You want to schedule an appointment for hunter registration and training, don’t you?” She said, seemingly aware of the situation, which made it easier for me.

She handed me a wooden board and asked me if I could write. I answered, “I think so”.

This is a quill pen… I have used fountain pens before, but this is the first time for me to use a quill pen.

My name is… if I write Loki here, I won’t be able to stop now…

But even the Guild Master remembers me as Loki. 

Thus, I wrote my name [Loki], age [13 years old], race [human], and special skill [none] and submitted it.

By the way, my hand moves naturally when I imagine the words I want to write in my head, but the letters look like worms and I couldn’t understand what I was writing. No, it’s strange that I can still read it.

Also, the quill pen, it’s extremely difficult to use.

That’s how I completed my registration and training appointment.

I received a [guild card] with a thin chain threaded through it.

The card itself is a thin steel plate about the size of a business card.

Each letter was imprinted on it one by one, and the system was designed so that the letters could be distinguished like a credit card.

Only the letter [G] stands out as a large letter…

Incidentally, there seems to be nothing magical about it, and if you lose it, you are usually charged a reissue fee.

Most of them keep it around their necks, but it must be difficult for those who are allergic to metal.

Well, the time is now past 10:00.

The class is supposed to start in the afternoon, so I still have some time left.

So, it’s time to sell the swords and go shopping! 

We left the guild after telling Zink-kun and the others that I am done.

Where were they going to sell the sword?

So close…