"We don't even know each other's names, that makes things difficult. Why don't we start by introducing ourselves?" "Nice to meet you." "Yeah." "I have no objection!" "Hey, wait!" I thought it was unanimous, but it seems that there is one person who is disturbing the peace. "I'm just trying to get everyone on board, and you're interrupting." "Don't proceed without me! I created this party!" "Then, I would like the founder to introduce himself. As the newest member, I will of course be the last." "Eh!? From me? I can't help it..." It doesn't seem like he's satisfied with being given the honorable position of being the first to introduce himself.
Although he is crude and simple, he is not a bad person. That's what I would like to think.
"My name is Dotin Shaoward. As you can see, I am a heavy swordsman. I was famous in my hometown for being an undefeated and unruly brawler! Please call me Doti!!"
Although he introduced himself in a spirited manner, there was little reaction from the women. That's because I'm here.
The women's eyes were full of anticipation, full of 'I can't wait for it to be his (my) turn.'
Well, let's leave it at that. Dotin is a large man, almost reaching two meters tall. I'm also about average height, but Dotin is about half a head taller than me. As a heavy saber swordsman, he carries a huge claymore on his back, and although he does not wear a helmet, he wears plate armor, which is extravagant for a novice. As one might expect, he cannot handle the Claymore with one hand, and he does not carry a shield. Despite the considerable weight of his equipment, he does not seem slow or heavy at all, so it is fair to say that his physical strength is great. If he were to face a monster the size of a goblin, it would be more than enough to rely on him as a fighting force.
I think that if he can equip something this heavy, he can also function as a warrior, but there is a clear difference between a swordsman and a warrior. What is the difference? The Warrior is literally an expert in combat, they can use a variety of weapons, but the Swordsman can literally only use swords.
In order for Dotin to become a warrior, he probably lacks the physical strength and skill to use a variety of weapons. Of course, that doesn't mean it's bad. Even as a hero, I basically only use swords, and normally, if I can properly use a certain type of weapon, I can be of sufficient use as a fighting force. In fact, it is natural that one's skill will be higher if one concentrates on only one type of weapon.
The Swordsman, the Fencer, the Lancer, and the Spearman, just to name a few.
While I was thinking about this, the self-introduction continued. Next, a tall girl wearing a pointed three-cornered hat, semi-long hair, slim glasses, and an intellectual aura that gave the impression of a sorceress spoke up. "My name is Shatitina Artursia. My job is Sorceress. Please call me Shati. I pride myself on my skill with offensive magic, especially fire magic."
Following her was a petite, calm-looking girl wearing a black nun's habit. "My name is Netiliza Enduranda. My job is Nun. I can't take part in attacks, but I have learned some simple recovery magic, so I think I can help you if you are injured. I would be happy if you could call me Nettie."
And the last girl who gives off a lively look is wearing a feathered hat, her hair is cut short, she is wearing a green hunter's outfit, and her bow is draped over her shoulder. Her height is probably between the two in front of me. "Totifa Saasfi. Call me Toti. My job is archer. I made a living by hunting, so I'm good at hitting moving enemies."
This concludes the self-introduction for everyone other than me. Everyone has a "Ti" in their nickname except me. I wonder if there is such a coincidence. I was thinking about this when it was my turn. The women were very interested in me and were waiting with bated breath for my words. To be honest, I was embarrassed to be the center of so much attention.
However, I couldn't stop even if I was embarrassed, so I tried my best to remain calm and started talking. "Charles Cias. Charles is fine. My job is a light swordsman. I can also use other swords to a certain extent." My mother's last name is 'Innocencias' but it's too rare and too long, so I decided to shorten it. Although we are the same job of swordsman, I am not equipped with a long sword, a small shield buckler, or even a chest plate as far as armor is concerned, which is in contrast to the heavily armed Dotin. "Mr. Charles! That's a wonderful name!" "Thank you." I smiled and answered Netiliza who said that. Then, her face turned bright red, and she looked like she was dreaming. "Do you have a lover right now?" "I'd like to hear about your amazing adventures so far!" Before I could answer, they bombarded me with questions one after another.
Apparently, all three of them prefer an effeminate man like me. Dotin's response to this was. "Damn, your name sounds like that of a woman." As expected, he swears at me in a very obvious manner.
I guess he was quite annoyed that he was prevented from forming a harem party, in which all the members were women except for himself, if only I hadn't interfered.
"I won't deny it. It's not that rare of a name for both men and women." Seeing me not taking advantage of the provocation, Dotin once again looked blatantly unamused.
He seems to be around three years younger than me, but mentally he's still a child.
It doesn't seem like he's a bad guy since his emotions are openly expressed. "Hey." "What is it?" When I called out to him, Dotin answered, although he seemed stern. "Since we were blessed with the opportunity to form a party, why don’t we get along? In a world where monsters dominate, it’s ridiculous for humans to fight with each other, don't you think?" "I don't think so. I don't think I'll get along with you." "I see. Well, it's fine. I'll try my best to get along well." "I hope it doesn’t turn out to be a wasted effort." He hates me and attacks me for my words. As he himself said, the road to becoming friends seems quite long.
"You may be a seasoned veteran, but your equipment is shabby." This time, he looks at my outfit and says something like that. As he said, I don't wear any type of armor, and other than my sword and small shield buckler, I only wear items that even a beginner can afford.
"You're right, I'm not using the best stuff, but I don't need that kind of over-the-top gear." I value lightness over performance, so I don't carry anything that would be too much luggage.
"Okay, I see." "You have good equipment for someone who is just starting out." "Hehe, that's good!" Saying that, he puffs out his chest as if to show off the armor he's wearing. It's certainly good armor, but it seems quite heavy. Even though I thought so, I didn't want to offend anyone, so I didn't say anything unnecessary.
"Now that we've already been introduced..." Shatitina starts. "We should decide on the party leader, right?" "I think so. I don't have any objection to that." "I have no objection." "I agree." "Yes, that's right." No one seems to disagree with the idea. "It's my group's party. Naturally, I'm the group leader!" Dotin, pointing to himself with his thumb, takes the candidacy as a matter of course. The women's eyes were on me as they looked past Dotin, who was eager to become the captain and leader. It seems like they want me, a seasoned veteran, to become the group leader. However, I can't stay in this party forever.
So, it's not a good option for me to be the leader.
"Dotin."
I opened my mouth. "I want you to be the group leader. However, you must obey my orders when it comes to matters of life and death. Is that okay?" I replied in order to save Dotin's face.
I think this is the best outcome.
"Oh, sure, ......." My unexpected response was met with an unexpected reaction. It seems that we have reached an agreement. Then, let's move on to the next action.
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