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Pleasure and Innocence

By: crimsonphoenix13
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Pleasure and Innocence

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style='font-size:14.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>Prologue:



As Allen Walker entered the bar, he realised it had happened again. His Master,
General Marian Cross, had moved on to a new area without paying the debts he
had accrued during that visit. He had also left the payment to his apprentice,
who, as he had no funds, had to work for the businesses so as to settle the
debt. So, with the experience of similar situations from his past, he calmly
took the bill being held out towards him and asked:



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>"Where do I start?"



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style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>Allen hefted the large barrel
into his arms and thanked Mana that he had, had the foresight to train his body
to handle physically challenging situations, such as this. He moved slowly from
the delivery cart into the bar's cellar to store the keg, repeating the trip to
collect another.



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>    When a man
spoke out from behind him, Allen let out a cry of dismay. The innocent words
often used in greeting had startled him into dropping the barrel he was
lifting, breaking it open. A head covered in wild black hair looked over his
shoulder and down at the broken keg.



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>    "Ah,
that's a shame, all that beer..." The stranger muttered. Allen huffed.
'Who cares about the beer? Now I'll have to work more to pay for that barrel
too.' The man let out a chuckle and Allen flushed; he hadn't meant to say that
out loud.



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>Sheepishly, Allen turned
around and finally got a good view of the stranger. He had messy,
shoulder-length black hair, and most of his face was covered by large,
circular glasses that made it impossible to see his eyes. He was wearing a
plain white shirt and dark trousers, with braces hanging down by his sides. The
man also stood with his shoulder slightly hunched and slouched as much as
possible, however, Allen still knew that, if he stood up straight, the man
would be at least a head higher than himself.



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>    The man smiled
then and, removing his left hand from his pocket, held it out in front of him.

    "My name is Tyki Mikk." Allen shook his hand with his
own, glove-covered hand, remembering his manners.



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>    "It's nice
to meet you, my name is Allen Walker." He watched with a smile as Tyki
tilted his head to the side.



style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calisto MT"'>    "Say,
Allen, how would you like to learn a faster and easier way to make money?"



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