Chronicle of the Eternal: Volume 1 by D. Wolfin

erased. He is quite skilled so I don’t understand why he would
rob your house.”
    “I understand. Could he
have been paid to do it?”
    “Interesting, you’re quite
a bright individual. That is indeed a likely situation. Unfortunately there
isn’t any more information to go on, so it is only speculation.”
    “Thank you for your help,
sir.”
    Regal becomes depressed
and downcast as the only chance to get his money back has vanished, unless the
guard captain can find one person in about five hundred thousand.
    The guard captain looks
down at Regal with a troubled expression that would make any women who
witnessed it to become completely love struck.
    “Please, call me by my
name, Justice. Ironic, isn’t it? Being a member of the city guard and being
called Justice? Have a laugh and smile.”
    Regal doesn’t smile, but
looks at the guard captain and says bluntly, “I don’t understand what you mean
by ironic. I do think your name suits you though.”
    Justice, often jokingly
called Captain Justice by his peers, doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry at
Regal’s reply.
    “Right, a Soulless… humour
isn’t exactly your strong point. Anyway, you currently have no money. I’m sorry
I couldn’t find the thief, especially considering all your money was stolen.
Take these two silver here. It isn’t much, but it should help you get by for
now. The only way to become stronger is to rise above every trial this world
throws at you. Even if you fail, keep persevering and you will succeed.”
    “I understand. Thank you,
Captain Justice.”
    “Please, just call me
Justice.”
    “That would be
disrespectful, Captain Justice.”
    “Justice.”
    “I couldn’t pos-”
    “I’m begging you, please
just call me Justice.”
    “I couldn’t possibly cal-”
    “Fine! All right, fine.
Could you just refer to me as Sir like you were earlier?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    Justice is caught off
guard and in a position where he doesn’t know how to respond. The guard captain
ends up leaving Regal at his house and walks down the street, back toward the
guard post.

 
    Chapter 6 – Profit
    Once the guard captain
leaves, Regal studiously begins to clean up. The smaller items are easy to
tidy, but consume a lot of time, while the large furniture forces him to use
his entire body weight to just upright them. If he was a few levels higher and
put some points into his strength, this task would be much easier.
    In his mind, Regal is
going through various methods to earn money. Most of them are not possible for
someone who hasn’t graduated from an academy, or won’t make a profit, so he
immediately disregards those. Without being allowed to work, his most viable
option is to sell goods.
    If his father’s books were
still here, they would be worth at least several silver pieces each. After
going through the list of things he could possibly sell, he decides to sell his
‘Ice Bullets’. They are low grade bullets that aren’t worth much, but it is
still possible to sell them.
    Regal equips his revolver
and uses all his mana to create .38 ‘Ice Bullets’. Rather than loading them
into his weapon, he stores the ‘Ice Bullets’ in one of the two empty bullet
cases. Despite being made of ice, the bullets will not melt over time and can
be stored indefinitely.
    Without using any mana
recovery items, Regal’s mana recovers a single point every two minutes,
allowing him to create one ice bullet every ten minutes; six every hour; and
excluding the time when he is asleep, a little over ninety a day. This is
enough for one and a half bullet cases.
    Regal’s production of ‘Ice
Bullets’ while at his academy the next day is slightly slower as students are
not permitted to use any skills inside the classroom without the teacher’s
permission. He can only use the alchemy during the lunch break.
    None of the students
consider him stockpiling the alchemical bullets to be strange. In their eyes,
he is just practicing his alchemy. Veronica takes