After 2 weeks he became a "proper" waiter, hasn't touched his sword since, and works hard to get his money.
-Don't worry boss! Just a little more time and I'll be a LEGENDARY waiter!
-An efficient waiter will be enough.
-WOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
He just lets out a cry of determination, ignoring his boss.
But despite his cry, he thinks very differently, after another 2 weeks he can't take it anymore, the guilt of not holding his sword and not advancing in his quest were putting him in a bad mental state so after one service he asks if he can use the backyard.
"He's put in a lot of effort."
-Yes go ahead, but don't ruin your outfit.
He thanks her and changes before taking his sword and going into the backyard.
He got into position and took a deep breath before slowly releasing the air.
The boss and a few employees decided to watch him.
"He doesn't mind stares?"
He raises his sword while continuing to breathe slowly.
He gave a blow into the void, it wasn't powerful, fast or majestic, but there was something different about it from those before, the boss felt as if she'd seen a master stroke.
He followed up with more blows, but this time it just looked like he was striking into the wind.
"What was that first blow?"
Arthur smiles at him, he's much more comfortable holding a sword, without realizing it, after so many years without resting, his muscles have been able to relax as they should.
"Maybe it's because I've been holding one for so many years, I feel like I'm really myself at that moment".
The next day, he tendered his resignation.
-THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE!
-Aren't you abusing my kindness just a little?
-I'M SORRY!
-Tsss.
He waits with a bow.
-I understand you're not happy just being a waiter, you can go.
-THANK YOU!
-STOP YELLING SHIT!
-PARDON!!
She hands him a small purse.
-This is for your departure.
He thanks her one last time without shouting, with a smile on his face.
After he leaves, the boss takes a serious stance in her office.
-What's wrong, boss?
She says nothing, just glares.
"I don't think I've ever seen him so angry.
The employee is terrified, panicking that she'll explode.
"So this is what it's like to see your child leave the nest"
Without realizing it, the boss had a mother complex, but that's not why she took care of him.
She's caught up in her childhood memories, playing with another little boy.
-Wait up!
-You're too slow! The demons will eat you!
She sits down on the ground and sulks, the young boy turns around and offers her his hand.
-Don't worry! If the demons come I'll be there for you!
She takes his hand.
-I'm going to be a great soldier! So I can protect you and this country!
-Well then, I'll open a restaurant! So you can rest there!
The boy smiled.
-That'd be great.
Her memory stops and she lets out a big sigh.
-I hope he'll be all right.
After asking for directions several times, Arthur finds himself in front of the capital's main barracks.
Soldiers are training, metal clashing, some shouting in determination, others in pain.
Several people are watching the training sessions, some saying that with them the protection of the country is assured, others that the blows look violent. In short, they chat.
Arthur is immediately caught up in the atmosphere, and has only one desire: to train with them too.
-ENCHANTED! MY NAME IS ARTHUR! AND I WANT TO BECOME A LEGENDARY SOLDIER!
His voice startles the soldiers, who stop to look at him.
Some soldiers step forward to interrupt him.
-Sorry, you're not allowed in here.
He draws his sword.
-GET READY! NOW I BECOME A LEGEN-
Transition
He finds himself in a cell.
"I-"
He shares his cell with an old man
-BAHAHAHA! You really tried to fight the soldiers ???? BAHAHAHA!!!
The guard in front of the cell bangs on the bars.
-OOOH! SHUT UP!
-Hihihi sorry!
The old man tries to hold back his laughter, but his stomach hurts from laughing so hard.
Arthur blushes with embarrassment, and in retrospect thinks how stupid he was to pull out his gun in front of the army.
Transition
The boss and her employee find themselves in front of the cell, feeling as depressed as possible.
-They asked me if I had anyone to post bail, sorry boss.
She learns the whole story and lets out the biggest sigh of her life.
-Look, he's just really stupid, he wants to be a soldier.
She hands over a small purse as bail, and the old man speaks one last time to Arthur, who is released.
-You're lucky to have people who support you, little guy.
He smiles and leaves with the boss, who pats him on the back of the head.
-You're going to go back and introduce yourself properly.
She seems a little happy to be acting just like her mother, and the guard accompanying them out says:
-There's a recruitment round tomorrow, so he'd better go that way.
-Oh thanks, where is it?
He laughs, but quickly stops, pretending to cough.
-At the training ground.
Transition
The next day, he finds himself at the training ground with all the soldiers. The boss watches the scene with a look that says, "If you do anything stupid, I'll kill you.
He's a little embarrassed, and wouldn't want this moment to be written up if it becomes a legend.
Someone climbs onto the dais above, a tall, scarred man.
-RECRUIT!
He takes time between each of his words, and someone joins him, a man dressed in a mask.
-WELCOME TO RECRUITMENT! IF YOU'RE HERE, IT'S TO DEFEND OUR GLORIOUS KINGDOM OF MIDANIA.
He scrutinizes all the recruits closely, then leans towards the masked man, who seems to be saying something.
The silence is broken by one of the recruits
-HEY! WE'RE WAITING HERE!
A muscular 2-meter tall man, with a sword at least as big as himself.
The scarred man speaks again, smiling.
-Sorry to keep you waiting. LET'S START THE FIRST TEST.
The recruits let out a battle cry.
-ARE ANY OF YOU MASTERS OF MAGIC OR PERCEPTION?
"Huh?"
The boss gives a facepalm after realizing that Arthur has no idea what he's talking about.
The big guy is the only one to raise his hand, and the instructor addresses him.
-What level?
-Lower, but I'm thinking of moving up to intermediate soon.
-Good, then you're exempt from the first test.
-Thank you very much!
He steps out of line.
-FOR ALL THE OTHERS: YOU'LL CHOOSE AN OPPONENT AND FACE OFF! IF YOU LOSE YOUR WEAPON, OR ARE DEFEATED, IT'S OVER!
Arthur, who had never fought before, began to stress, but suddenly his brain clicked.
"Wait... This is the moment when I beat my opponent on the first try and show my talent!"
Suddenly he's extremely motivated and yells.
-COME AND FIGHT!
The big guy laughs in the distance.
-Ha ha ha!
Arthur finds a partner and pulls out his sword.
-LET'S HAVE A GOOD MATCH!
His opponent seems well motivated.
"What's he yelling about? He lets out a slight gasp and answers with a smile.
-Yes!
They exchange a first blow, the two blades clash, but nothing more, Arthur doesn't know what to do so he stays glued, his opponent takes the initiative by stepping back and trying other strikes.
Arthur reacts at the last moment to each of them, the impact resonating in his hands.
"So this is fighting?"
Arthur is overwhelmed, what he doesn't know is that he's fighting an instructor, some of whom are scattered among the recruits to evaluate them.
"Hmmm... 2/10, he loses his balance with every strike, but his posture is good, he doesn't get tired when he strikes."
After so many years of hitting in the air, he's learned to do it using his muscles to their best advantage so he doesn't tire as quickly.
After a few more hits, he says to himself, "He's got great muscles, but he doesn't use them very well, so let's get it over with".
The instructor prepared to disarm him with a single strike, but suddenly Arthur took the initiative and struck hard, causing the instructor to back off.
Arthur, who had been distraught since the start of the fight, had just entered a phase of extreme concentration, and decided to go all out with his best shot.
Using his muscles, he created space, then by the time his opponent had regained a correct position, he raised his sword, looking him straight in the eye.
His opponent takes a slight fright before saying to himself "he's only a beginner there's nothing to be afraid of", he accelerates his attack, Arthur has only one thought as he holds his blade.
"I will become a .... Legend"
He brings his sword down once on his opponent.
A sword flies through the sky and lands on the ground.
It's Arthur's, he's lost, he's exhausted after his first fight, he sits on the ground, his head in his arms, he tells himself he's not going to be caught after his fight.
The boss says to herself, "Poor guy, he must realize how weak he is!
Other fights continue beside him, and the instructor helps him to his feet.
-5/10.
-What was that?
-Oh, nothing. That was a nice duel.
Arthur wipes his sweaty forehead and picks up his sword, bends down and a shadow blocks his view. He looks up, it's the masked man who was on the dais.
-Can I... help you?
-Please follow me.
"Oh my God! A mysterious and intriguing character asking me to accompany him!!!"
-Right.
Arthur has a very serious face.