17th
First mission. Accomplished! Aftermath… Success?
017 –
After I came back from the bathhouse, two moons were already high in the sky. Today, both moons were full, so this dark, uncivilized night was quite bright.
It’s been two years since he fell into this world, but it’s still a strange sight to see two moons rising in the sky.
How much longer do I have to spend here before I get used to that sight?
And until then, should I stay here? I once compared life in another world to life in the Gangwon-do military.
The military can call home, take a vacation, or finish their service. But in this unknown world, I wonder if there is even a way to escape, and I feel depressed.
I feel like I’m going crazy if I think about never seeing my family or friends again, so I try hard to change my mind.
What is this world?
How did I end up here?
How many sleepless nights have I spent trying to find an answer to such a fundamental question? Of course, that doesn’t mean I have an answer. It just adds more questions to the questions.
Still, I remember the day I fell into this world and the last day I spent in the arms of my family.
It’s already been two years.
The full moon was quite bright that day.
Even back then, I was walking around looking at the full moon. Of course, there was only one moon in that world. That’s why it caught my attention even more.
On my way home from the convenience store, I put one bag of ice cream each for me and my sister to eat.
I was entranced by the moon high in the sky. I think it was called a supermoon or something. The moon actually looked bigger than usual, so it was quite amazing.
Swish-.
Then suddenly I felt as if my body was being pulled away from under my feet.
I was walking looking at the moonlit sky, and I felt like I couldn’t avoid a hole in the ground. I thought I fell into a manhole.
When I came to, I was in another world, damn it! I still don’t know what the hell I got myself into that day.
Be careful of the light-.
I remember the witch Nemea’s final words to me, warning me to be careful of the light. I wish she had said those words to me two years ago.
Because now I’ve become a worm writhing on the floor, treated like a barbarian who’s not even funny. What a fucking world!
Of course, now that I am free from slavery, the future is not all bleak. But I still have hope!
“…Long live chaos.”
Deering-.
『Name: Hassan Lv. 7 8
Strength: 2 3
Agility: 2
Stamina: 3
Task: 227
Grace: Blessing of Chaos》Clumsy Handicraft》
The letters that came to mind as I recited the strange spell. Perhaps because of the obsidian statue I had obtained earlier, my strength increased and my level also went up by one to 8.
All I know right now is that for some reason, you can spend task values to increase your strength and other values. And the level is just a sum total of those values.
And in order to increase the total amount of tasks, was it necessary to go through a process of healing people’s conditions with acupressure techniques like Dolphin’s?
Anyway, the outline of what I’ve organized is something like this.
I hope that I can somehow study and use the power I possess well so that I can find my place in this world and live like a human being. I make that wish while looking at the full moon.
But damn, there are only two full moons in this world, so I don’t know which month I should pray in. Anyway, I hope the moon that is a little more wise and effective will grant my wish!
Or, since there are two moons, the power to grant wishes would be doubled? As expected, I, who have tasted college stuff, am smarter than the people of this uncivilized world.
“Here it is, brother. You’re late!”
Upon arriving at the Nymph Wing Inn, the lobby on the first floor of the inn, which was used as a tavern, was a complete mess with all sorts of people, tables, and noisy noises, as well as food scattered here and there.
It may look like a pigsty, but this is roughly what restaurants and inns in this world are like.
A world that has nothing to do with things like food sanitation laws. It’s the kind of world my father, who runs a black market health center, would love. Why the hell am I falling into this world instead of my father?
Of course, in this world, there are places like high-class restaurants that are frequented by nobles and high-ranking adventurers. I think I will probably never go to one in my lifetime.
“Because she didn’t come for a long time, my sister and I started eating first.”
“We just started eating. Come here and sit down.”
I was about to tell the guys the truth, ‘I forgot the name of the inn-‘, but I just swallowed it. I remembered that the inn was called Nymph Something, but I didn’t know it was called Nymph Wing Inn.
After going through most of the pilgrimages, from the Nymph’s Tail Inn, to the Nymph’s Bridge, to the Nymph’s Tears, to the Nymph’s Something Inn, I was finally able to arrive at this place.
You fucking innkeepers, what kind of inn name do you keep using the word nymph in? Are you some kind of chain store in this world?
“You look taller. Did you shave?”
Luna seemed to be the first to notice the change in me after visiting the bathhouse. I spent 10 coppers just on the bath and shaving. I would have been disappointed if she hadn’t noticed.
I wanted to change my clothes into something neater if possible, but since it was late, the clothing stores and equipment stores were closed, so I decided to postpone that until the next day.
“Is it strange?”
“It suited you better with a beard because it made you look more savage. But now you look like a thief!”
Luna looked into my face and evaluated me like that. I don’t know if it was a compliment or an insult.
I just nod my head, stroking my chin, which has become very stiff after a long time, with an unfamiliar feeling.
Luna, who was like that, had her face bare, as if she had left her strange mask somewhere.
“What about the mask?”
“You can’t wear formal attire to a meal.”
I guess you could say this guy has his own version of work clothes. Anyway, I like Luna better when she’s not wearing a mask, so I have no complaints.
The way he acts is a bit crazy and his pink hair is kind of funny, but he still has a pretty face.
In fact, it seems that Luna’s cheerful voice has caught the attention of people here and there in the tavern, who are glancing in this direction. Most of them are tables where only men are gathered in groups of three or four and drinking.
Of course, I had no intention of making fun of them or anything. Drinking with a woman! How long has it been since I’ve had this experience? I’m also curious about this situation.
The tension and excitement are rising at the same time. To begin with, drinking with a woman is secondary. When was the last time I sat down with someone as equals and shared a drink and a meal?
… .
It must have been a very long time ago, because I can’t even remember.
The beers in this world are almost carbonated. They taste very bland and lukewarm, so it feels more like drinking barley tea that has been boiled and then cooled, rather than alcohol.
However, the alcohol content is higher than the beers I know, so I get drunk quickly after drinking a few glasses.
We had worked together on a difficult mission, and perhaps because of the alcohol, we were now able to talk without feeling awkward or pretentious.
“Anyway, I will definitely go all the way to the ruins of Pluto. There, I will receive the tragic song from Orpheus and become famous. My song will be spread around all the taverns and the fires of travelers!”
Malko, a musician who delivers speeches in a crooked voice.
I, who doesn’t know much about the world, mostly listen to the story. Luna, who is relatively sober after drinking only a few glasses of alcohol, responds to the story.
“I know Orpheus. He was a very famous bard. But, he died a long time ago. How did he receive the teachings?”
“Oh, don’t you know, sisters from a foreign land? They say that at the end of Pluto’s ruins, there is a river that leads to the underworld. If we cross it, we can go to the land where the dead are waiting for us.”
The ruins of Pluto appear all over the world. The traps and monsters that inhabit them are all different, but they are all part of a gigantic underground palace.
The end of all the ruins leads to the palace where Pluto lives. If we interpret it in modern terms, it could be called the underworld or hell.
“I know the land of the dead. You mean the land of the formless? That’s what we call it in Ideopa.”
“Land of the Formless? What a curious expression. It is inspiring.”
“But anyway, we’re all going to go there when we die. Why would you want to go there yourself? I really can’t understand the way continentals think.”
Luna, from Ideopa Island, shook her head slightly as if she had encountered an incomprehensible cultural barrier. Then she blinked at me and asked,
“Hassan, what about you? Why did you become an adventurer? Is it because you want to meet dead people too?”
“Sister, why should I ask? Hassan of Samaria is clearly a murderer who seeks glorious battles and a place to die! He does not want to meet dead people, he just wants to kill people!”
What are you trying to make?
It was when I was about to open my lips, heavy with alcohol, to protest.
“Looking for a place to die? That’s great. Actually, this is my first time seeing Samaritan! I’ve wanted to meet him since I was back home.”
“This is also the first time I’ve seen a real Samaritan. Wow, it was more magnificent than I’ve heard of. He tore and trampled the hideous hellish monster Goblin to pieces with his bare hands. It was amazing. In fact, I was a little tired at that time.”
Diriring-.
Malko suddenly takes out the instrument on his back and plucks the strings with his fingers.
“Hassan of Samaria. I have a feeling a good song will come to mind. When my brother meets a glorious death, I will compose a good hymn and dedicate it to him. Then he will remain immortal in everyone’s heart!”
“That’s great, Kozang. I really hope that happens.”
What good would that be, you crazy bitches. You’re telling me to die.
*
Perhaps it was because they were comfortable drinking together without having to worry about what other people thought. Whether early or late, everyone got very drunk, and the only things left on the table were leftover food and ramblings.
Malko, the musician who quickly drank alcohol from the beginning, is now lying on the table, snoring.
Only I, who can hold my liquor relatively well, and Luna, who doesn’t know the limits of her drinking capacity, eat up the remaining side dishes and talk in a twisted voice for a long time.
“So, I said. Sergeant Kim, you can’t-! The goalkeeper is the battalion commander-! If you just shoot, you’ll be out of vacation-.”
“Phehheh, what is that? Anyway, it’s a funny story. Are all Samaritans funny like you?”
Luna, with a blushing face and a smile on her face. The guy bursts out laughing whenever I say something, as if he finds it so funny.
To people living in this barbaric world, the stories I’ve told in the 21st century just sound like funny jokes.
Actually, now that I think about it, it feels like the fact that I am here and that I lived in that comfortable world was all a joke.
How much more so for someone who hears it directly? It would sound like a wonderland story unfolding in the savage land of Samaria.
Of course, it’s not such a bad sight to see a little girl bursting out laughing at something I’m saying.
The laughter of a person who has been drinking becomes lighter, and this is the same for everyone in this world, so if I sneeze right now, I’m sure he’d laugh so hard that I’d faint.
Still, being able to laugh a lot is a merit in its own right.
A woman’s laughter may have a healing power that is beyond what men can imagine.
As a man who had been oppressed by Elfriede and clung to her like a piece of gum at the bottom, I feel like my self-esteem has been restored to some extent.
“Here, here is the Ideophye Snow Flower wine I brought. It’s precious, so just drink it.”
Slurp.
Luna pours a bluish liquid from her leather water bottle into my empty beer mug.
I wondered if outside food was allowed, but my mind was spinning, perhaps because I was drunk.
Anyway, I really like the way he laughs at what I say and quickly pours me a drink when my glass is empty.
A healthy man can’t hate this situation. It feels like all the hardships and sufferings he’s endured so far are being rewarded. Everyone wants to be successful and sit in a high position because of this kind of taste.
“Your glass is empty again. You are drinking well, Hassan.”
Will you forgive me for getting stung by a bee? If you think about it, it was also to save me from the goblins… .
“Hassan, you really weren’t popular with the ladies back home? You’re such a strong and fun guy. You must have been popular.”
“There wasn’t any.”
You’re poking me where it hurts, damn it. It stings like a bee sting on the back of my neck and I feel like the drunkenness is wearing off a little.
Of course, it’s because of my mood. Far from being drunk, I don’t even have the strength to move a finger. My mind is fine, but my body feels so heavy.
“It’s strange. If you go to Ideopa, you’ll be popular… . Ideopa women… like… one man. Men… are… basically… like…”
Luna’s speech is intermittent and slurred, perhaps because she is drunk and cannot speak properly.
Judging by the fact that my eyelids are getting heavier, maybe the problem is not Luna’s mouth but my ears.
“Hasan, … you received grace too? Then you must be really popular. Didn’t you have any women?”
“I told you there wasn’t any.”
“…Hassan. Okay?”
“No, I’m not sleeping. I’m not that drunk yet.”
“Is that really so?”
The stories don’t add up.
Luna, you pretend to be strong with alcohol, but you seem to be so drunk that you can’t understand what I’m saying. In this harsh world, it would be very dangerous for a young woman to be walking around the streets drunk.
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