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So now Kael stood at the edge of the forest, his belongings in a burlap sack that smelled of old potatoes. His entire net worth: 43 copper coins, a bent sewing needle, half a loaf of black bread, and a map drawn on a tavern napkin that supposedly led to a “minor dungeon of negligible threat.”

“Let’s see how long he lasts alone,” the Mage said, loud enough for Kael to hear. “Poor people don’t become heroes. They become footnotes.” Raw chapter 46.1 YUUSHA PARTY O OIDA SARETA KIYOU BINBOU

The ink was still wet on the dismissal notice, though “notice” was a generous word for a crumpled sheet of parchment shoved into Kael’s chest by the Hero’s own gauntleted hand. So now Kael stood at the edge of

Kael adjusted the strap of his sack. He didn’t argue. He never did. Words were expensive. Arguments cost energy. And he had exactly 43 copper coins to his name. They become footnotes