"Speed Dasher"

I wasn't expecting that.

Good fortune, great fortune!

Talk about him

The Inn's thriving. The entire crew should offer our congratulations.

Of course, I still haven't mastered my craft. I'll need to keep practicing in the future.

Last time I asked Lady Si for a few more arms, she flat-out refused. I'll go beg her again in a couple of days.

With more arms, I can run the red counter work, white counter work, chopping board work, and stove work all at once! HEH! PERFECT!

Me? What's there to talk about with me?

Ah, you want to know where I come from? The answer's not all that interesting.

I'm a dead person.

That might not be entirely accurate. I'm a dead person from over a hundred years ago.

That year, Lady Si snuck off to the north and came across my grave.

My former self must have been an odd one. He stuffed a hard drive into the tombstone, recording everything from birth to death.

Haha, it's filled with all my "cowardly moments". Even records of almost deserting near the end of the Aggeloi War.

Out of over a hundred thousand words, the last ten thousand were the most heartfelt, written with the hope that future technology might advance enough to bring me back.

Maybe it amused Lady Si enough. With a sweep of her brush, she brought me to life.

Dear patron, unless it happens to you, who could ever imagine such a thing?

In short, Lady Si's grace in giving me a new life is beyond repayment. I'll have to put in even more effort. Just wait and see.