There's Something Strange About My Water Magic ~ Before I Knew It, I Was a Slum Orphan Thrown Into the Trash Bin ~ - Episode 8: Magic Pouch

Episode 8: Magic Pouch

I instinctively shrank my neck and looked around restlessly. But I was the only one in this narrow trash bin.

That voice said, [Appraisal: Beginner has been acquired]. So, does that mean I can now appraise things?

Why do I even know the word “appraisal” or what it means?

Hmm, I’ll set that aside for later and check the contents of the pouch.

Inside the pouch were things like knives and short swords, a leather pouch containing gold, silver, and copper coins, a change of clothes, a bundle of coarse paper… and another orb.

This time it was a silver orb.

I placed my left hand on my solar plexus again. And while looking at the silver orb in my right hand, I chanted, “Pain pain, go away~.”

Since doing the same thing as earlier might make something interesting happen again.

Then, just like before, the light from the silver orb was absorbed into my body. And I heard someone’s voice.

[Spatial Storage: Small has been acquired]

So the voice really only speaks when I acquire some kind of ability.

After taking everything out of the pouch, I decided to try using appraisal. I thought I might have figured out how to use spatial storage if I had appraised the silver orb. But it was too late now. I’ll be sure to appraise everything else properly.

This smelly trash bin, where no one can bother me, is the perfect place to calmly test out appraisal.

It really stinks though.

Let’s try appraising something… maybe a knife…

I gripped the knife in my right hand and stared at it while chanting [Appraisal] in my mind.

I don’t know why, but this felt like the correct way to do it.

Then, in my head, the words appeared: [Iron Knife – Condition: Good]

Hmm, so it works like that.

When I appraised the other short swords and clothes, similar information like names and conditions appeared in my head.

When I appraised the gold, silver, and copper coins, the value per coin showed up in my mind.

I thought it was handy that I didn’t have to take them out of the leather pouch one by one to know the total number.

Gold coins were 10,000 Gold per coin, and I had 13 of them, so 130,000 Gold.

Silver coins were 1,000 Gold per coin, and I had 37, so 37,000 Gold.

Copper coins were 100 Gold per coin, and I had 26, so 2,600 Gold.

So, I have a total of 169,600 Gold… I’m not sure if that’s normal or if I’m rich. But it’s definitely better than having nothing.

Now then, let’s get to the main topic and appraise myself.

I want to know my name and background. And maybe I can also appraise why I was thrown away in a trash bin in a half-dead, beaten-up body.

I held both hands out in front of me and stared at them while chanting in my mind: [Appraisal: Self]

A sharp pain twisted in my solar plexus. And a dull ache throbbed in the back of my head.

Even while thinking “Damn it…!” I kept focusing. And eventually, information started appearing in my head.

[Appraisal: Self]

Name: Mark (10 years old)

Nutritional state: Starvation

Health state: Poor – many bruises, many cuts, depressed skull fracture, damage to memory area of the brain

Wanderer: Λ∈∑£&∂∃Ω

★Memory loss state

Magic aptitude: Water Magic, Life Magic

◎Water Creation

〇Water Bullet

〇Water Arrow

〇Water Shield

〇Water Healing

▲Water Lance

▲Water Wall

▲Water Drain

▲Water Blow

▲Freeze

▲Steam

■Flood

◎Clean

◎Fire

◎Light

Poison Resistance: Small / Appraisal: Beginner / Spatial Storage: Small / Multilingual Understanding

Unique Skill: Reset

This is a whole lot of information. I can’t take it all in at once, but…

I guess I can use water magic. So I can make water come out of my palm.

The ability to heal pain in my body must be from the Water Healing skill.

The symbols ◎, 〇, ▲, etc., probably indicate whether I can use them or not.

What kind of use will the ■Flood skill have once I can use it, I wonder…

Life magic sounds like it could be handy.

So, that Clean must’ve been what I was trying with the “Be clean~” chant. From now on, maybe I should just say “Clean.”

But… depressed skull fracture and memory area brain damage…

That must be why I don’t know who I am and can’t remember anything…

I don’t know who did it. But it seems like I got whacked in the head pretty badly.

And what’s this “Wanderer” thing?

Unreadable characters… memory loss… I’ll just have to look into that later.

I also tried appraising the mysterious pouch.

Its name is Magic Pouch, and it can store a cube up to 2 meters on each side.

I put the leather pouch with coins, the change of clothes, and the short swords into it.

Only the knife I kept in the robe’s pocket.

Then I took a look at the bundle of tied-together paper.

The first paper I opened said:

“Adventurer’s Guide Even a Slime Can Understand.”