[ Chapter 2 ] I need money

About 20 minutes had passed since she entered the city, and she was on a bench table exhausted.

[ Anathea ] ¨There´s too many people, I'm not used to this. I was shut in for 2000 years, but even my town wasn´t this crowdy. Ugh… I need something to eat.¨

Her stomach growls. She gets up from the table towards a tiny food vendor.

[ Anathea ] ¨One fried potato and cooked Niupai, please.¨

(Author note) Niupai is just a bison.

[ Vendor ] ¨Sure thing ma´am, that´ll be 7 bronze coins.¨

Anathea makes a slightly shocked face and she takes out her bag. Her ears slumped down.

[ Anathea ] ¨eh… uhhh does elven money work?¨

[ Vendor ] ¨I don´t know the price of that to coins so I´m sorry ma´am. I think there is a man in that shop who can analyze the currency and pay you what it's worth.¨

He points towards the direction of the back of the city. Anathea thanks the man and walks off.

[ Anathea ] ¨This direction right? gosh… I´m so hungry.¨

She keeps walking and sees the place.

[ Anathea ] ¨Looks a lot like a bank.¨

She walks in seeing it rather empty at the moment with barely any others. She walks to a booth. It is a rather young man.

[ Bank Worker ] ¨Hello, what would you like to do today?¨

[ Anathea ] ¨I have a question for you, do you know how much can I exchange elven money for?¨

[ Worker ] ¨Elven money… I´m not too sure. We don´t, if not ever see elves here. Let me go ask the manager.¨

The man leaves and comes back with the manager a few minutes later, it's a rather old-looking man around his 40s appearance-wise. He is rather tall, rugged, big, dressed formally, with black eyes, and has white hair along with facial hair.

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[ Manager ] ¨So, you´re the elf. Don´t see them enough here. I´m Ragna Gin. Nice to meet you. You are…?¨

Ragna steems out his hand to Anathea for a handshake

[ Anathea ] ¨Anathea. Anathea Choju.¨

She shakes his hand.

[ Ragna ] ¨That´s a nice name. Anyway, let us get on topic.΅ He sits across from her on the tiny table. ¨We don´t know the exact exchange price for elven money, give us some time for us to learn and dig in for some information. I´d say, about a week should suffice.¨

Anathea's eyes shine a bit in shock and her voice pitches up

[ Anathea ] ¨One week! I don´t have any money. What am I gonna do for money?¨

[ Ragna ] ¨Well, a good way to make money is becoming an Adventurer. They get paid for jobs being done. Whether it be hunting, expeditions, slaying, or documenting, it gives a variety amount of jobs. Depending on the job, it could pay quite a hefty amount. But due to this, it could be a rather dangerous job. Especially for newcomers and rookies.¨

Anathea ponders for a bit, thinking of what he said.

[ Anathea ] ¨Where do I register for one? I need money desperately.¨

Ragna points out the window towards a big building.

[ Ragna ] ¨It´s that building right there. When you register they give you a rank depending on your Will. You know what Will is right?¨

[ Anathea ] ¨Of course, I do, who doesn´t? Will is the essence and power in the Soul of the person. Allowing them to conjure and use it to make magic due to their character. However, not everyone Will be the same. Some have less Will than others. So, not everyone can use their Will easily. Anyone can with enough practice. Will is in every living being. As every being has a soul, any living being can use their will.¨

[ Ragna ] ¨Looks like you are acquainted with that topic. But I already know all of that also, so there was no need to tell me.¨

[ Anathea ] ¨hehe~ well, I am 4000 years old.¨

Ragna's eyes go up in surprise but calms down.

[ Ragna ] ¨This has to be a joke right? I know elfs live long but you only look 19 max.¨

Anathea makes a cheeky smug look

[ Anathea ] ¨fufu, back in my town, they always remarked me as a beauty amongst the elves. To answer your question, Yes, I am actually 4000 years old. 4327 to be exact or somewhere around there. I don´t entirely remember at this point.¨

[ Ragna ] ¨Okay, I get it. You should get going, around this time is the time Adventurer Guild gets busy. You should head there and make your registration.¨

Anathea grabs her supplies and sets off

[ Anathea ] ¨Thanks, old man. I´ll be back next week.¨

[ Ragna ] he sighs ¨Says the one who is 4000 years old. Besides I´m only 37. Do I look older than I am?¨

Anathea had already left by the time Ragna finished his sentence.

[ Ragna ] ¨Anathea… I feel like I´ve heard that name. Somewhere…¨

Ragna look over to his workers.

[ Ragna ] ¨Do I look old?¨

They all look away trying to avoid the topic.

Back to Anathea, she walks towards the Adventurers guild wondering how it will go.

[ Anathea ] ¨Should I be an adventurer? It feels taxing. I don´t really want to move much. What else is there?¨

Anathea looks to the side and sees a building having a large sign ¨Brothel, looking for women!¨ She makes a blank face.

[ Anathea ] ¨Adventurer it is!¨