I Became the Wrong Race

52 – And the Dragon (5)

Melody.

Her morning, called by many names in the world, is not that special.

When I wake up early in the morning and get out of my soft bed, I start stretching while wearing my pajamas that are sticky from the sweat I sweated all night.

Her abilities, her martial arts, her quick reflexes and agility, and she carefully prepared her body for sudden situations.

He throws his legs on the bed and flexes his leg joints.

In order to relax my lower back, hip joints, and thoracic spine, I did even the most embarrassing movements without hesitation.

Because she was the only one in this military camp who had her her own room

After that, she took off her sweaty pajamas and went outside in simple clothes.

There was a lot of work to be done, but she was a prosecutor before she was a Heretic Questioner.

Morning training and swordsmanship training were essential daily routines.

She worked hard to maintain her physical capabilities to the best of her ability.

From basic strength training by going up and down a ladder to gymnastics that are said to have come from the far East.

After everything was over and she had taken out her beloved sword and practiced swordsmanship, it was already time for breakfast.

That’s all you can afford in Marsy, a busy New World port. From now on, she had to carry out a busy routine.

For that, I cast augmentation magic on myself.

A humming song, a confident speech for the workers in the morning.

It was all a melody and voice imbued with magic, so she moved around with a spell that increased her stamina and stamina on her entire body.

He is flashy and hides his thin body well, so he wears the tunic he often wore when working as the right-hand man of the Protectorate in the islands, and wears short but active pants.

After that, it was just work. She spent her time busily moving her pen and coordinating all sorts of agendas.

Meanwhile, there was one thought that did not leave her mind.

‘… Was it a little presumptuous?’

It was about a new man she had brought into the Heretic Inquisition Office not long ago.

At a simple ceremony that could not even be called his appointment ceremony, she whispered in his ear that they should have a meal sometime

She still hasn’t forgotten that incident.

Just because she didn’t get a confirmation at that time.

He rests her chin and lowers her eyes with a slightly pained expression.

The worry that is rarely revealed despite the always smiling face. She even stopped scribbling and thinking.

‘But for all that, his expression her his her was good.’

It was like that even when I looked back on my memories. It wasn’t a bad expression.

‘No, no. It could be that he was considerate.’

But she couldn’t say it wouldn’t be considerate. Since she was strong, beautiful, and famous, she may have tried not to offend those people.

‘No, because that’s who I am, didn’t I think it would be beneficial to hang out? Then…’

She might have thought it was worth a try for a meal. Melody smiled in confidence.

‘Well, I’m pretty… Since you’re pretty, wouldn’t you think it’s okay to go on a date at least once?’

Rather, if you look at it in terms of pros and cons, it is a profitable business. Then, there is one remaining problem.

Why haven’t you ever sent me a letter inviting me to come to town or go on a date? The woman grumbled again and held the corner of her mouth as she tried to go down.

“A letter has arrived.”

The secretary sent from Servan returned with a letter.

“Sent by the new Heretic Questioner.”

And before you even ask, he announces that it’s good news. Melody received the letter with a bright expression on her face.

“You said it was a big deal.”

It’s a big deal. Did you go to fulfill the request she gave you?

It was rude to leave without saying anything, but Melody was already feeling good. For example, a detailed date schedule is written down.

She opened the letter with anticipation.

Indeed, as I said, it was a big deal. The beginning of the letter was such a report.

And that was a really big deal.

If it had been sent by someone else, I would have doubted whether it was true.

But Melody had no doubts. Because she didn’t seem like someone who was lying about that part.

‘Defeat the necromancer, capture the blood knight…’

No matter how absurd the content was, it was like that.

‘Blood Knight prisoners appeased, temporary companionship.’

I didn’t really like the part about appeasing members of three clans and taking them with me, but I thought they all had their own ideas.

She was rather proud. Because she liked independent men.

Satisfied, she thought as she read her letter.

He said he should at least be rewarded for successfully accomplishing something he would not have done if his ‘colleagues in their prime’ had not been with him.

She turned over her letter, secretly anticipating a date, and it froze.

It wasn’t a long sentence.

It didn’t even seem like Llewelyn herself had written it. In fact, the entire letter was not written by Llewelyn.

Illiteracy was common, so she thought.

She thought she could spend her time teaching writing later.

Until I read the entire back page.

She raised her head blankly, her smiling face frozen, and her clerk looked puzzled.

The content written was roughly like this.

[Heresy Inquisitor Llewelyn sets out to explore the continent. Return time undecided. Rewards will be received later.]

The letter fell like leaves from Melody’s hand her her, and she closed her eyes.

‘My date is… ?’

It could also be seen that he was scheduled to receive it at a later date.

*

‘It would be beneficial to receive compensation later.’

As I stood there facing the falling snow, I thought about the issue of compensation that suddenly occurred to me.

Of course, it wasn’t a bad choice to get it right away, but I wanted to take a risk.

Moreover, the reward did not become worse if it was received later.

Rather, if the city develops to a certain extent and the number of magical items increases, the range of choices will expand.

So, I decided to collect the reward at a later date and set off straight away.

The place I’m standing on now is exactly where I fell.

The place where my first death and first resurrection took place.

There was a lot of snow piled up in the hollow.

I held the map as the snow fell.

As I read the map, trying not to let my eyes get wet, I saw many things.

Unexplored mountains, unexplored forests, even caves where you don’t know where they are or where they lead to nowhere.

Unknown and unexplored. The map was empty and did not contain much information.

Although Isla had put a lot of effort into making it, all that was on the map was the forest where Servan, Marci, and I were found, and the huge mountain range not far from there.

I smiled while holding the map in my hand.

When I looked up, I saw a mountain range.

It was a white and gray mountain range that was faintly smudged by the falling snow.

It was the same mountain range as shown on the map.

Adventure was waiting for me.

I folded the map and put it in my pocket, wondering what was beyond.

Is there a dungeon?

Perhaps there were new environments or vegetation that could not be found in the Old Continent.

Even if there is vegetation similar to that of the Old World, it will not be completely the same. Something new will probably excite me.

If you don’t see it, you won’t know it.

In the past, I would have been wary of such unfamiliar places, but not now.

[Name: Llewelyn]

[Race: Homunculus]

[Occupation: Warrior – Mourner 6]

[Reputation: Bloody Black Knight]

[Strength: 22(+6)][Dexterity: 20(+5)][Health: 22(+6)]

[Magic Power: □][Inspiration: □][Charm: □]

[Play time: 9,297 hours]

I reached level 6. Thanks to the unprecedented rise of two, I became stronger than before.

First of all, there were special moves and mortal abilities that were not displayed in the status window, but even without that, I was now at a level where I could be considered a strong person.

[Skilled]

[Proficiency Bonus: +3]

[Weapon proficiency: simple weapon, military weapon, small shield, medium shield, large shield]

[Armor proficiency: light armor, medium armor, heavy armor]

First of all, the skill bonus increased by 1 point.

You might think it was only 1 point, but there was a large gap between the game and reality.

That mere one point gave me a skill I never would have thought of before.

A technique to reveal the direction of an attack received with a sword, or a method to hide the direction of one’s attack or the foreshadowing of the opponent’s movements.

In addition to how to powerfully thrust a spear from any position and how to steal an opponent’s weapon with an axe, you also have extensive and shallow knowledge of weapon techniques that allows you to read and respond to the opponent’s movements.

There was a huge difference between me who had a proficiency bonus of only 2 and me who had a proficiency bonus of 3.

Even that wasn’t all.

The key point was different.

[Additional attack]

A feature you can get as soon as you reach level 5.

In the original rules, which are close to turn-based, it is a simple technique that allows you to attack twice per turn.

In real-time games like Grim Darker and in reality, it had the ability to attack twice at the same time.

And being able to attack twice was a deceptive ability in itself.

Didn’t I lose my head like that to the blood knight Lorian?

While I was unable to respond, she used a special technique to decapitate me, so I had to die without even being able to respond.

Not anymore. On the contrary, it was the ability to take the heads of those who were opposing me.

In addition, there was a new ability for mourners that arose upon reaching level 6.

[Explosive leap]

[Once every 6 seconds, you move at high speed a distance proportional to your Strength, Dexterity, and Health. The direction and height can be freely determined.]

[Add 2 points to Strength.]

That in itself is good because it increases strength, but this alone was great.

For mourners whose bodies can already be said to be weapons, this is a technique that can turn their bodies into cannonballs and can be used to avoid dangerous attacks.

It was a technique that Mr. Mourner had shown several times when fighting the dragon.

How many times have you thought, ‘If only this technology existed before now.’

Although the side effects of mourning still remained, level 8 was not far away.

So there was no need to worry about the adventure. On the contrary, I was even excited.

The only thing I had to worry about was the melody…

I’ll take care of it.

I delivered the letter Isla wrote on my behalf, and anyway, it was better to let my strength wander around the continent rather than let it rot in one place.

DLC was probably played that way in the game as well.

I actually thought I was finally on track.

From now on, I have to stay faithful to my duties and go on adventures.

With that thought in mind, it was time to return to camp.

A pure white thing moved in the corner of my vision. When I turn my head, what I see is.

“… Hey!”

“Hmm? Why are you calling me? “I’m really busy.”

That was the blood knight Lorian.

“Are you asking because you don’t know that?”

“I don’t know. Before you scold me, let’s start with what the problem is…”

“You’re not wearing any clothes!”

A vampire who looks like a girl wandering around the snowy forest without a trace.

“Oh, I didn’t have time to get dressed after washing. “I put it out in the snow and it got wet.”

“No… Then all you have to do is hang it on a tree to dry and then come back. Why are you here naked?”

My head throbs for a moment.

I held my head and sighed.

Is this what it means to have different common sense? Does this child have no shame?

I shook my head and added.

“Aren’t you embarrassed?”

“Why should I be ashamed?”

On the contrary, seeing the proud Lorian made my head hurt even more.

The explanation that followed was a sight to behold.

“I am a member of the blood family. We are the most beautiful clan… Beauty must be emphasized. And there is no shame in showing beauty to the world.”

Lorian speaks so confidently and puffs out his chest. I closed my eyes tightly.

“If you have a female body, at least pretend to cover it up…”

Then, what was actually heard was Lorian laughing.

This guy?

“Oh, don’t make that face. Because that’s not the intention. Just… It’s just that blood bags created like you have similar prejudices to the human species.”

“Preoccupation… ?”

“We have no such thing as gender.”

What kind of crazy talk is this?

As I stared blankly, Lorian placed his hand on my collarbone as if showing off his body.

“We don’t reproduce.” I just use blood magic to shape the body to my aesthetic, and the genders look different accordingly. We are basically voiceless.”

“Then you… ” .”

“I wanted a body worthy of a knight. A body with long limbs that is beautiful, majestic, and skilled in any fight.”

I couldn’t see her face her, let alone her her armor her her, so I didn’t know what she was like, but she didn’t care and confidently shouted.

“Of course, it is cursed and does not match my aesthetics, but this is also the body of a beautiful blood relative. So I am not ashamed. Rather, if you want, I’d like to show you.”

“So you’re saying you’re a woman now—”

“Does not matter. Either way, I am a blood relative.”

She said that she thought it was a great thing to say, and she laughed and walked away.

I turned my head to follow the blood knight who had disappeared in the direction of the camp and blurted out.

“Isn’t it cold… ?” You bastard…”

It was winter.