In this world since the day starts when the sun rises the morning is quite long. I eat breakfast and check the requests at the guild and even though I go hunt until near the forest and return, it isn’t noon yet. That being the case evening comes quickly and until I adjusted I had problems in the mornings. Despite people coming to wake me up, once I fell asleep again I’d miss breakfast at the inn.
“It’s about time you start thinking of forming a party, how about it?”
The receptionist guy asked when I was delivering the wild rabbit meat and receiving the reward money.
“If you go to the forest, it’ll become difficult if you’re solo. Look, like those you were with at the training and there are other people who seems to want to form a party.”
According to what the guy said wizards are a rare job; basically anyone has Magic Power, but it seems ones with a practical amount are very few. If you exhaust all your MP you’ll faint. Recalling from practice, to be frank, someone whose skill amounts to shooting a few Fire Arrows before fainting is useless. Bow and throwing weapons are really successful with the same performance. Consequently, a talented person that can really handle magic from low levels is pretty valuable.
Moreover, Item Box is one kind of spatial magic and extremely convenient, so adventurers, within their own limitations, try to learn it, but seems capacity is a problem. Honestly, I committed a blunder when I hunted wild rabbits. From the number of rabbits, it seems it stood out from just the quantity I could store. I haven’t shown anyone I can use magic, so they haven’t found out my true power, but more than not being know as a wizard, when they only expect me to be a baggage carrier I’m unpleasantly reminded of being bullied during my school life.
“Put some thought into it.”
Besides, adventurers are scary. By appearance. There are jocks. There are army men. It’d be okay if it were with those two I trained together with, but they have a party with other members. Honestly speaking, it’s difficult for me to go out many hours adventuring with people I’m not familiar with. [TL Note: Better than being conned by some fake adventurers you just met, you know whom I’m speaking of. ;)]
“By the way, is there a place where I can get taught healing magic?”
Sooner or later I ought to get healing magic, but at present its priority is low. Also I have few remaining skill points. Because I spent points to acquire other Skill I could use to hunt. If I had anything to gain from it, I wouldn’t have done it this way.
“Heh, in that case it’s at the temple. They’ll teach you if you give a donation. Although it seems acquiring healing magic is difficult, but it’ll alright if it’s you.”
After properly finishing lunch I head towards the temple.
What was called the temple reminded me more of the Parthenon, but if I had to say it, it was close to being a church. A large magnificent building made out of stone with suitable big doors left open. Looking inside the hall there are many 3 meter tall statues placed side by side. Are these their Gods? Gods and Goddesses, there was a variety of them, some holding weapons, some in praying postures. There were some people, doing prayer or doing some work I didn’t know. The face of the huge statue standing at the center felt like it resembled Itoushin. He said he’s a God, so it might be true. While gazing at it a priest greeted me.
“Welcome to the Gods’ temple, adventurer. What is your business?
“Yes, I heard I could be taught healing magic here.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll guide you to the person in charge of it.”
Once we left the temple we headed to the neighboring building. In the lobby there were injured and ill people seated. Is this a hospital? Leaded by the priest we entered the inner part.
“This is sister Angela. Well then, Angela please take over from here.”