assistirfilmes Chapter 7: The Black Fang (3)
Chapter 7: The Black Fang (3)
Chapter 7: The Black Fang (3)
Chapter 7: The Black Fang (3)
Exhausted and with the night growing late, Siel and I ended up spending the night at an inn attached to the guild.
Fortunately, I was able to cover the cost with the money I had stolen... well, let’s just say ‘rightfully’ acquired as my salary.
It seemed like everyone at the mining site had been too busy trying to escape.
After rummaging through the warehouse, I found quite a few valuable items. Selling them to the guild meant we wouldn’t have to worry about food and shelter for a few days.
So there I was, no longer lying on the hard, filthy dirt floor of a mine, but surrendering my body to the marvel of civilization called bed.
A soft, comfortable bed was a luxury I hadn’t experienced in a long time... but I couldn’t sleep a wink.
“This is driving me crazy, really.”
It was to be expected.
I mean, there was another person next to me. And not just any person, but a girl.
How could I possibly fall asleep in such a situation?
Right now, I felt an urge to bash my head for yesterday’s decision.
- We have enough money, so let’s get two rooms...
- Why?
- ...Well, because there are two of us, so two rooms.
- If we get just one room, we’ll save half the money.
- But that’s... well, yes, but...
- Do you hate being with me?
- No, it’s not that... It’s just, you know, awkward.
- Am I making you uncomfortable?
- It’s not about that... It’s just, we’re of different genders. It’s... you know.
- If we sleep together, what do you think will happen?
- ...Let’s just get one room and drop it, please.
I should have insisted on two rooms no matter what.
'Looks like it’s going to be an all-nighter.'
There is no coffee, but thanks to my healthy body, staying up all night shouldn’t be too much of a problem.
It’s somewhat ironic, really.
The reason I find myself pulling an all-nighter is, ironically, due to the excessively versatile effects of my ‘healthy body’ trait.
It’s not like I’m being cured of one ailment only to be afflicted by another.
‘It seems I really need to be more careful when choosing traits.’ Upstodatee from
That was the inevitable conclusion.
Now that the game has become reality, the effects of traits have changed significantly.
A worthless trait that couldn’t even block a sleep spell has freed me from a terminal condition and, as a bonus, completely transformed my quality of life.
...Well, there is the minor issue of being too healthy with nowhere to really apply it, but that’s beside the point.
Having personally experienced the game’s text manifesting into reality, I must consider this when choosing traits.
I found myself pondering over the list of legendary-grade traits that I hadn’t chosen last time.
Part of me thought I should save it for later.
I figured it might be a good idea to obtain a tailor-made trait to solve a problem when faced with an insurmountable threat.
But then, remembering what happened last time I held off, it seems wiser to choose one now.
After much deliberation, the trait I selected was:
◈ Emperor Might (Legendary)◈
The might of an emperor imbues your soul. You become immune to all mental attacks.
Simple in effect.
Yet, undoubtedly crucial.
My first character, which I didn’t equip with mental resistance, ended up being controlled by demons, leading to a bad ending.
Many bosses and formidable enemies in this game are capable of driving people mad, making mental resistance indispensable.
Moreover, there has always been something suspicious about this trait from the previous game.
The nature of ‘Emperor Might’ has never been described in the game, nor has the existence of an emperor ever been mentioned. I’m certain of this after combing through all the text in the previous game.
Yet, this ability to be immune to all mental attacks even worked against the game’s final boss, the Demon King.
Before, I just brushed it off as ‘it’s just a game,’ but now...
If I think about it differently, the existence of this ‘Emperor Might’ suggests there is ‘something’ that stands above even the Demon King in the hierarchy.
It implies the presence of a being superior to the strongest entity in the world.
Having skillfully navigated through the potential crisis, I smoothly transition to the main topic.
Since we’ll be moving together from now on.
It was challenging to find a reason to head to the mountain without mentioning the original work knowledge.
Fortunately, I found a quest that could serve as a plausible excuse.
The task was to gather a rare poison plant that only grows in that mountain.
With that explanation, I managed to convince Siel of our destination.
However,
“I can’t go with you.”
She refused.
My mind went blank for a moment.
Why? Could it be because of what happened yesterday?
That would be incredibly unfair. It’s not like I’m some kind of pervert.
In the first place, the real issue was Siel’s bizarre sleeping habit. Naturally, when someone clings to you like a body pillow, certain natural reactions are...
‘Ah.’
I banished the lewd thoughts from my mind.
Right, she had overexerted herself and collapsed less than a day ago.
It made sense she couldn’t go to a dangerous place.
“Once I’m a bit better and my tasks are done, I’ll join you.”
Siel said, observing my face with a blank expression.
But what tasks?
Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked her. However, her reply was even more unexpected.
“I have to tell my mom I love her before I go.”
“Suddenly? Why visit your hometown now?”
“It’s not my hometown; I’m visiting her grave.”
“...I see.”
That confirmed it.
There must be something wrong with me.
Maybe I should just keep quiet for a while.
I offered Siel some words of encouragement and started preparing for the long journey ahead.
...Though it feels like something is going wrong right from the start.
It must be an illusion.
It has to be.
*****
Left alone, Siel falls into a deep reverie, her thoughts drifting.
She recalls the words she had heard.
Undoubtedly, those words concerning the Black Fang must have been about her and Ian.
Somehow, without their knowing, an organization had formed around them.
Siel was bewildered, but Ian’s reaction was different.
Ian spoke excitedly about the necessity of this organization and the reasons why they must overturn the empire.
Siel remembered a conversation they once shared.
- Do you really want to change the world like that?
- Why? Want to help?
- I’m not sure.
Now, Siel felt she could answer a question she had deferred for so long.
Because she now understood what love was.
She would help.
If it meant seeing him happy like this.
If it meant seeing him smile like this.
If it were for his happiness.
She could do anything.
Because that’s her ‘love.’