My Second Life Is A Heroic Power Fantasy 53 A Lesson On Looting

"That's a little dramatic, don't you think?" Madeleine said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well I wasn't expecting to have you in my face staring it at me! It freaked me out!" Jack said, starting to calm down.

"You scare too easily." Madeleine said, getting up and walking over to the counter where the pastry baskets sat.

"You also sleep late. Me and Rose have been awake for hours waiting for you to wake up. Oh, and you snore. Did you know that?" She said.

Jack grunted, rubbing the dust from his eyes, and stood up, yawning. Of course he knew he was lazy and slept late. It'd taken him a long time to get over his insomnia since coming to this world, and now that he was well past it, he was going to enjoy his sleep, thank you very much. He was about to say as much when he noticed that Rose wasn't in the room with them. After looking around for a moment, he turned to Madeleine and asked "Where is Rose?"

Madeleine took another bite of the pastry in her hand, and pointed towards the door as she said through a mouthful, "Fhe's outfide pfacticing."

"Oh, alright." Jack said. He rolled up his bedroll and tied it back on his pack, and took a moment to gather the rest of his things and packed them away before walking over to the counter, grabbing a round loaf of bread out of one of the baskets, and taking a bite out of it as he stepped out the door.

Rose was in the street a short distance from the door, practicing a series of sword drills when he walked out, and stopped to turn her attention towards him when she heard the door open.

"Oh good, you're finally awake!" She said, wiping the sweat from her forehead with one of the sleeves of her tunic and pausing to catch her breath.

"Yeah, Maddy told me you both have been waiting on me a while. Sorry about that." Jack said.

"Oh, no worries. It was nice to have time to have breakfast and get warmed up." Rose said, smiling. "So, are you ready to go?"

Jack shrugged. "About as ready as I can get, I guess."

"Alright. I'll grab my stuff." Rose said, flipping her sword with a twirl of her fingers and sheathing it before walking inside behind him.

The three of them stashed as many baked goods as they could into their bags before they left, and, at Jack's insistence, left a note thanking whoever owned the bakery for letting them stay.

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As the three of them grabbed the last of their stuff, Jack noticed the sack Madeleine had been carrying the previous evening, and realized for the first time that it wasn't her pack. Looking at it curiously, he asked "What's in the bag?"

Hucking the canvas sack onto the shoulder opposite her pack, Madeleine walked towards the door.

"Loot. From the dead gnolls." She said.

Jack looked at the sack, then back to her.

"Shouldn't we split it up between us or something?" He asked

"You didn't loot the bodies. I did. So, my loot." She said, setting the sack down just long enough to pull the door open.

"But, me and Rose did all the work!" Jack protested.

"And yet here I am, holding all the loot." Madeleine said, deadpan. "I told you to always loot the bodies. When you didn't, I a.s.sumed you didn't want to. So, I did."

She lifted the sack to her shoulder again.

"My loot." She said, motioning to the bag with her head before stepping out into the street.