LIGHTNOVELONLINE V18: If John WIck were a girl
{現れた星屑の男 - Yugo Kanno}
Man, the Witch Nation is weird as fuck not going to lie to you. When I first arrived here, I was so excited when I saw all the beauties outside the cart window just to be fit into a maid custome and forced to pretend like I'm a girl so these wackos don't cut both of my heads off!
What is it with these beauties and hating men so much? Geez! Although a nation of only women is nothing new in fantasy novels, a nation that is considered actually the world power by pretty much everyone and also run all by women sounds just sketchy if I do say so myself.
Yet it is true by the looks of things the Witch Nation is just too far ahead compared to the human realms. I mean, just look at these guys farming without moving a muscle. They just use long-range magic and let the tools do the work for them using magic without breaking a sweat! That's just cheating!
Not only are witches considered the strongest in magic, but in craftsmanship, they are also top-tier craftsmen. I mean, they really do make that blacksmith back in my town look like a caveman! My god, their equipment is otherwordly!
"Hey! Who told you to rest!? I need you to bring me more of that black ore!" Says the old hag that I'm currently working for, suddenly cutting my daydreaming off, so I get to work going outside to grab some more of the 'black ore' manually.
As I'm returning to the furnace area with the ore, I suddenly stump upon a surprise visit from a very extravagant individual dressed like an adventurer of some kind with purple attire instead of green, strangely enough. I don't know what to do with the ore, so I just stand there while Baba and the lady talk.
"You got my weapon ready, Baba?" Asks the pretty lady with a redhead and a very fair skin tone. On the skin part, she also looks so soft and young that I can't help but like her already. I mean, sheesh, she was a true beauty!
"Yeah, yeah, I got it, Okina! It was a real pain to craft what you asked for, you know? Keep it simple next time!" The old hag responds with her classic tone and demeanor, which I was already getting accustomed to. Apparently, this old hag baba didn't treat anyone nicely; good to know.
{Slight laugh from Okina}
"Alright! If you say so, Baba! By the way, who is your new little helper? She doesn't look like a witch." The beautiful hot lady asks Baba, who is suddenly embarrassed by me for some reason, like I'm supposed to hide away when customers are nearby.
"Oh! Uh! They're a uhh! I guess you would call them an apprentice? I don't know; I did it as a favor to Lady Focalor because I honestly don't see any potential in them." That old bitch! How dare she suggest that I'm not worth my salt! Like, I don't work my ass off in here! UUGGHH!!
"Oh? Lady Focalor is around? I bet she is as cold as ever, uh?" The girl called Okina suddenly turns toward me as she slowly walks in my direction, only making me freeze with her beauty even more when I see her vast melons move up and down.
"Oh yeah, you bet! That Focalor never says thank you or anything like that. Anyway, let me get your weapon from the back and you! Don't embarrass me!" The old hag suddenly disappeared to the back of the shop, maybe to get the sword, but it only left me alone with the beautiful girl who was now basically right before me.
"What's your name, cutie pie?" The sexy, seductive lady asks me as my heart starts pumping blood like crazy all over me, making me sweat just a little more than usual. I mean, how could I not be? They called me a cutie pie! UH! UH UH! This was too much for a virgin like me!
"Me name is Pan" FUCK! Who the hell answers like that? What the hell am I? A freaking kindergartner?! 'Me name is' shut up me! What is wrong with me?! I know what it is! It's this girl's beautiful looks! Damn it, why did it have to be such a seductive one!?
"Ow! That is such a cute name for a cutie like you. I'm Okina. You got cute pointy ears, are you an elf?" Okina asks like it wasn't clear I was a damn goblin, but then I remember what Focalor did to me in order to pass me off as a girl.
'I'll curse you with a low-level spell so you look a little more human; I would hate it if someone killed you because they think you're a hostile goblin.' Yup! Focalor thought of everything, and of course, that leaves me with the bag of lies just piling up on top of each other.
"Y-YEAH! I'm totally an elf!" I respond with such a nervous voice and body language that it's basically evident to anyone with eyes that I'm lying to my teeth, but still, the girl doesn't seem to care.
"Oh! Cool! Well, if you ever need an elf dead or 'gone,' just find me at the end of Kraik Street! I charge fair prices!" Okina's words send shivers down my spine, killing my boner for her almost immediately. So, she killed people for a living? Talk about a bone killer! Oh gosh, no! NOOO!!
Why would such a beauty be a killer of my fake race?! Oh gosh, it totally killed my attraction toward her, which was a good thing, I suppose.
"Here it is!" The old hag returns in the middle of my encounter with female John Wick with the weapon Okina apparently ordered, which was a metal fan. Honestly, I stopped asking questions about the things witches used for tools or weapons when I saw one of them cutting wood with string.
"Oh! It's perfect! It's just the size I needed, and it's lightweight, too! Thanks, Baba!" Okina doesn't wait any longer, finally leaving me behind to pick up and analyze the weapon Baba made for her, which looked like a high-quality weapon, only making you wonder just how much it might have cost.