Chapter 18: Skills and Scary Chiefs ( 18 )
Ahlem chuckled, leaning back against the wall. "But I do sometimes go hunting with these guys. We hunt big monster boars, sell the materials, and divide the meat among ourselves. Well... if the chief doesn't call us in for work that day."
I tilted my head, curious. "Wait, what? We're not working every day?"
Robert burst out laughing. "What do you mean, crazy guy? Of course not! What if it rains all day or there's a snowstorm? You think we'd be out fixing walls in that weather?"
"Ehhhh!?" I exclaimed, my jaw dropping. "We get snow here!?"
Everyone around me erupted in laughter.
Zaben clapped me on the shoulder, tears of laughter in his eyes. "What, you thought this world was all sunshine and rainbows? Of course we get snow, crazy guy!"
Ahlem smirked. "Man, you really are from another world, huh?"
I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling embarrassed. "Well, it's not like anyone handed me a 'welcome to this world' manual, okay?"
Robert chuckled, raising his mug. "Don't worry, Shitman. You'll get used to it... eventually."
"Ugh. Great. Looking forward to freezing my ass off in the snow while still being called Shitman," I muttered, rolling my eyes, which only made them laugh harder.
Zaben leaned back, smirking as he waved his hand, and with a soft glow, an adventurer card materialized in his palm. "Here, crazy guy, let me show you something cool."