Isekai For Hire Chapter 36: Small Towns, Big Problems

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Small Towns, Big Problems Time check? 158 hours, 58 minutes, 34 seconds. Goddess it’s getting close. At least we’ll get the festival done before we have to return. Do you think reaching level fifty will count for your boss’s requirement? Lorena chewed the inside of her cheek. I think so. If not then he needs to adjust his expectations. None of this has been easy. Do you find that people who hire assassins are the type to adjust their expectations? Lorena didn’t answer that question. They had been questing non stop for an entire month, exhausting Lubeck and the surrounding towns of their problems. In that time Lorena had learned two things. One, “Speed Leveling” was quite the misnomer. Secondly, small towns in Everwind all had the same problems as the ones back on Earth. Petty squabbles, greedy people, and generationally long disputes over practically nothing. The quests were easy enough, clearing rats from a basement, escorting a merchant all the way back to Darnathal, and spying on a fellow neighbor to find out the secret ingredient in their chocolate cake (it was pumpkin puree). Oh, that was a third thing she’d learned, this world also had chocolate, much to her happiness. But now she was staring at the yard of her last quest giver in town, Grandma Dorry. She had heard a lot about the woman during her short time in the town, none of it good. And based on the state of disarray of her yard and front step, she’d guess most of it was accurate. Empty bottles and bags of horse feed littered the yard and unopened mail was stacked in several places around her front porch, most of it looked like it had been rained on several times. What if we just skipped this quest? Are you really afraid of an old lady? No… Lorena knocked on the door before she could change her mind. An old Elven woman answered the door, though she had the height of a dwarf due to how far she hunched over. “Grandma Dorry?” Lorena asked in a raised tone. “I’m old not deaf,” she said, annoyed. “Sorry,” Lorena plastered on an apologetic smile. “I just picked up your quest about the missing mail courier.” Her face fell with worry, “oh yes, that man is three days late, three! How will my nephew get his present on time if the courier doesn’t maintain a strict schedule?” “Why don’t I just take the package to your nephew instead?” The old woman scowled at her. “That’s not the point! The courier should follow a reliable schedule. He needs to answer for his actions.” Lorena took in a deep breath. It had been a long day, but if she could stay calm while under enemy fire, she could stay calm when dealing with an old lady. “Do you have any idea where he might be?” The old woman threw her arms up. “How should I know? Go find that courier so I can give him a piece of my mind.” The door slammed shut with impressive strength for such an old woman. Lorena spent forty five minutes searching the small town and talking to the residents, none of them seemed too concerned about the mail courier’s absence, but they did note he hadn’t been seen for a few days. Maybe we should search along his route? That is going to take forever, maybe we just drop this quest. Ren twisted with unease. I don’t know. I think we should complete all the quests in the town. Besides, it’s been nice helping people, hasn’t it? Lorena nodded and began following the road out of town to the south. Yeah, it has been a nice change of pace. Ren glowed with contentment as Ren started to hum a tune to herself. “Lass. Where ya be goin’?” Lorena turned to see an older dwarf gentleman sitting on his porch, pipe resting in the corner of his mouth. Ren tightened around the edges at his comment and Lorena tensed. “Just looking for the lost mail courier. Have you seen him around?” The dwarf frowned, his burly eyebrows crossing over each other. “Not for a few days I haven’t. I told him not to cross the bridge south but he insisted he’d be fine. Said everyone respects a courier.” “What’s wrong with the bridge?” “Nothin’ be wrong wi