At the entrance of the Z squadron territory, I meet the hunter Lizand, she is now wearing a tight white shirt and black leather pants adjusted to her attractive and defined figure. She sees me with a questioning look, sighs and tells me:
-Do you know what happens to those who kill their comrades?
Yes, they are sent to clean-up duty for a week for each death. -I answered without giving it too much importance, since in the end I need to gain experience, I didn't come just to find a safe place.
"Sigfreud told me."
-Right. But if you are a repeat offender, you'll be sent to more and more dangerous areas. -Lizand immediately warned me.
"That's not what Sigfreud told me. Now I know why he left Rodem City."
-Don't worry hunter Lizand, I didn't come here alone to die. But I didn't come here to be an errand boy either. -I answered with a calm tone.
I leave the Z squad territories and she said to me:
-Come back at 6 o'clock in the evening. Your punishment will start tomorrow.
I nod and continue walking down the sidewalks.
In White Clover City, aspiring hunters are sent to inspect and collect sensors on the outside of the city wall in zones with a danger rank of D. And in Rodem City, aspiring hunters are sent on cleaning days on the outside of the walls, as it is an area where the appearance of monsters or supernatural beings is constant, they care little about monitoring them, preferring to hunt them if possible. Hunting zones for aspirants are classified into E, D and C rank zones. Those who have been punished have to compulsorily go to D-ranked zones, apparently eventually I will have to go to C-ranked zones.
The commercial buildings look bleaker during the day, you can see how worn and deteriorated the paint is in those buildings that still have some paint.
I continue walking and see a clothing store with a piece of wood next to the door with the words, "Clothing Store" written on it.
Simple and functional, in this area of town you don't need a flashy title. I walk in, the place is simple with opaque lights, there are several displays of clothes, I walk around, look at the clothes they sell. I head for the men's section. The clothes are well made and cost a black token for each garment. It is quite high compared to the store where I bought clothes in the "White Clover City".
-If you don't like it, you can leave. -An old man with white hair, gray eyes, wrinkles on his face, wearing a white shirt and a brown vest said to me. The old man is on the other side of a reception bar.
"What a character, that's why customers abound," I approach the counter bar, wield my sword and tell him in a threatening tone:
-You are very kind. I like nice people. I like you so much that maybe I'll take your head.
"There are no fear points. This guy must be strong, brave or tired of living," I think as I walk away from the counter, approach the clothing displays, take several black shirts and pants, take them to the counter, pay 80 black tokens and leave with everything inside a bag that the old man gave me in the store.
As there is a local resembling a grocery store I enter remembering that the hunter Lizand said that tomorrow my punishment will begin. I observe the place, few shelves, the products are sold in sets costing 1 black token. I take several packaged cookies which are the most salubrious looking products in the place, and I also take some bottles of water, pay and at the end store everything in my backpack.
Then, I go to a shoe store, the place smelled of shoe glue, other chemicals and the smell of leather or materials from which the shoes were made, I buy two pairs of black, tough looking boots and then head to what looked like a hotel, it's the best looking among the several hotels I saw, I pay two black tokens for a room to a man at the front desk.
"there were rooms that only cost 1 black token, but I don't want an allergy."
I enter the room, in appearance it is better than the dormitory of Z squadron, despite its dull lights, wooden floor, walls with worn paint. There is also a bed with white sheets that seem to be clean on which I throw my backpack and the bag with the clothes I bought.
I go into the bathroom, take off my clothes, my body is slender, but thanks to the qualities I now have defined muscles. I look at myself in a mirror, before me I see my reflection. I am pale white complexion, light blue eyes full of life, black hair. In conclusion, I am a handsome boy with fine and elegant features.
"I'm going to have to kill a lot of idiots who cause me trouble out of jealousy or envy," I think with irony and then I enter the shower, open the shower head in the bathroom, and start cleaning the sweat and traces of blood that cover my body and hair.
I look around and see some packages with some white bars of soap, which are in a metal basket that is screwed to the wall. And on the wall there is a small sign with the following written on it: each bar of soap costs one black token.
I keep the bar of soap in my backpack, I'm not going to leave it behind after paying a black token for it. I get ready to get dressed.
Knock knock knock
I open the door, wearing a white bathrobe, and see outside a man in black clothes holding a folder in his hand and saying to me with a mischievous smile:
-Do you want room service?
He hands me the portfolio, the first page reads:
"Brothel Flores Rojas".