“Goblins! Stay away from the cliffs to avoid the falling rocks!”
Before we knew it, we were surrounded by a horde of demonic beasts.
They hid themselves behind boulders, up in the tree branches, and in the crevices of the cliffs, sneering eerily. Even at first glance, they were high in numbers.
The knights muttered in agitated voices.
“There seems to be a lot of them?”
“There are and it’s strange……. They aren’t the type to come this close or threaten us with no reason.”
“Is this not a common occurrence, Knight Commander?”
I nervously inspected my surroundings.
Dozens of goblins were crouching down as if they were about to jump out at any moment.
The small, deep blue skinned demonic beast sniffed into the air with its hooked nose. Its pitch black eyes resembled a devil’s.
‘I’ve only seen them in movies and novels, and never thought I would see one personally…….’
This isn’t the time to be staying still, shaking. We have to overcome this some way or another.
The knights began to gather in a new formation. They surrounded the non-combatants in order to protect them.
“Cover the researchers! Stick closer to each other!”
“You there! You’ll get hit by the arrows standing there. Go back further!”
“Those who are afraid get out of the way!”
The battle began without any signals. The knights drew their swords, and the goblins charged as they roared.
Everywhere was the sound of blades clashing, the cries of the beasts, and the rise of the dust from the battle.
In the midst of the commotion, I looked at Kyle’s back.
[Kyle did the work of ten, no twenty knights alone. A single swing of his sword sprayed the black blood of the goblin like rain all over him, and bodies piled up around him so he had no room to take even a single step forward.]
It was exactly as the novel described. It could not describe the scene any simpler.
Kyle moved as if he was doing a slow dance. His body sometimes flew into the air as if defying gravity, sometimes lightly spun around against a cliff, and in other times stood firmly in place and horizontally slashed with his sword.
The sense of reality disappeared as if it were a painting or a movie.
It was incredible. He had the atmosphere of a completely different person.
A strange feeling also arose. How did such a strong man die at Serena’s hands. Nobody should’ve been able to kill him.
[With only a single sword in hand, he conquered the North with his indomitable fighting spirit and overwhelming strength. He named the barren wasteland ‘Blake’ and created a home for those who lost their homes to the demonic beasts.]
Kyle’s deeds and accomplishments were so many that they were difficult to explain in just a few lines. That strong back that withstood all hardships and struggles seemed unlikely to collapse.
The goblins’ attack was resolved sooner than expected. A few researchers looted from the corpses into a sack, and the knights got back on their horses.
Then, the canyon was quiet once more. The people felt relieved by the silence and began to exchange a few words amongst themselves again.
It was only me who felt anxious about the silence.
‘……This doesn’t seem right.’
Following the contents of <Winter’s Heart>, Kyle’s injury was caused not by an attack by demonic beasts, but a group of unknown soldiers hiding in the region.
‘……Then is the real attack after this? When will it be?’
There are limits to a person vaguely recalling the original plot. Please tell me so that I could know more precisely about what happened.
It seems telling the story also had its limits.
Among the things the system mentioned the other day, there was one particular message regarding this. Mentioning the story in detail could tradeoff with the conditions for receiving compensation, making them more difficult to achieve. Whatever the case, it seemed to be a balance issue.
Alright, alright. I just have to be careful.
I said to Kyle who got back on his horse. He questioned while brushing off the blood and dust from the hem of his clothes.
“If you’re talking about the goblins, they have all been eradicated.”
“Not the goblins. What can be truly scary are people, right?”
Someone who killed you, who could withstand thousands of demonic beasts at once.
He pressed his index finger between my brows.
“I said I will be careful.”
Push. He pressed between my brows again. Only then did I realize I was frowning and relaxed my expression a little.
Right. Since I’m here, it should be fine.
And then three hours passed.
In that time, I bought and ate three acorn cookies. After the third one, Kyle couldn’t help but ask if I was eating some hidden acorns or something.
……Well, it was something similar. How quick-witted..
[Current Miracle Value 22.0%]
After circling around where we met the goblins and climbed up the canyon, we got off our horses to start walking. The road was steep and could easily lead to an accident if the horse got startled or lost its footing.
“Yes, Your Highness. The new knights must’ve learned a lot through this expedition. Let us return before the sun sets.”
Among all that was said today, this was the most welcoming to the ears. Yes, let’s go home now. I checked the time anxiously.
[‘Summon’ will be canceled in 30 minutes.]
Since there was the time required to go back, I assumed I would have to eat one or two more cookies. After arriving at a safe place, I should say that I have some business and head to a place where there are few people. As long as I hide my clothes well, it should be fine.
There was still no attack on Kyle. Although we encountered a few demonic beasts like a separated mutant wyvern or a bear, they were quickly disposed of.
My relationship with the other people improved particularly after I informed them that the thorns on the left wing of the mutant wyvern were poisonous as written in the ‘Encyclopedia of Demonic Beasts’.
‘More importantly, it’s about time for the attack to come.’
……Or will it not happen at all? But it’s not like anything changed greatly from the original plot? Did I change anything in particular…….?
Belial did not get hit by the chandelier. That is why the relationship between the two are not too bad.
Which is why Belial has no reason to kill Kyle at the moment. As Kyle mentioned before, Belial disliked Kyle but there was no need to get rid of him.
‘So, his life expectancy has increased?’
I looked at Kyle expectantly.
[Kyle Jane Meinhardt. Approximately 15 days left from the expected time of death.]
As always, he had little time left.
‘There is no attack, so why…….’
The ground shook with the sound and the horses cried anxiously. The knights drew their swords once again and took their stance.
[□ □□ □□ occurred! The crack □□ □□ □□□□□]
As if it were natural, Kyle stepped in front of me with his raised sword. The four system windows that popped up sent a chill down by spine.
The faces of the knights turned pale and they retreated back hesitantly.
It was a demonic beast that had never been seen in the North before.
The beast had a massive horn and resembled a goat or a sheep. It had an abnormally long snout and was covered in fur, but firmly gripped the ground with its sharp claws.
It made a thunderous roar and stood on its two legs.
“……I-I’ve never seen something like that before.”
“It’s not something from the North…….”
I was surprised but for a different reason from the knights.
There was no way I wouldn’t know. It was something that shouldn’t be in the North. It was a beast that lived deep in the forest, drinking from swamps, and was known to bring disaster to its surrounding area due to its warlike nature.
Well, my work colleagues in my previous life did…….
‘Hey, system. Mind explaining what’s going on? Why is a monster from the game I developed coming out here!’
[Temporarily reducing the ability to intervene in the world.]
[If further intervened □ the power of □□]
The system blinked for a moment and disappeared.
Just where exactly did it disappear to?
I was completely dumbfounded. I think that those blanks in the system words referred to ‘swamp goat’. Could this possibly be the price of me using the system to interfere with this world?
I clicked my tongue and put back the Demonic Beast Encyclopedia back into my inventory. This beast wasn’t from this world anyway, so the book wouldn’t be of any use.
However, I had information in my head.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what it is.”
Kyle extended his sword in front of him. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew it was a face of resolve.
No matter if it was an unknown beast or if it was stronger than any monster he encountered so far, Kyle would never hesitate to stand in front of it.
Kyle did not back down. If he did, it meant that he would be giving up on this land.
The two then clashed. Kyle jumped up and swung his sword with both hands.
He swung at the demonic beast as if he were trying to cut through both the heaven and earth. Bang. A noise louder than a falling boulder hitting the ground was heard and dust flew everywhere.
Black blood dripped from the cut on the beast, but it disappeared and grew a new arm.
The enraged swamp goat raised its upper body and swung its arms wildly. A strong wind rose as sharp claws cut through the tree as if it were paper.
While the knights clicked their tongue, Kyle did not look surprised. He silently adjusted his sword in his hands and charged again.
The red sword flew diagonally, leaving a scar on the back of the beast’s neck. Kyle flew over the beast and landed on the other side.
The swamp goat stretched its arm back and tried to grab Kyle. While it its round eyes were clearly looking towards this way, it acted as if it could see behind it too.
I remembered and shouted.
“Your Highness! Its eyes! Please stab its forehead! The bulging area a bit above the eyebrows!”
The swamp goat had three eyes. The magical eye hidden in the forehead could see beyond what was normally seen, so the goat was a difficult opponent that had no blind spots in its vision.
One of the sharpshooters of the Blake’s knights shouted. The knight who aimed with his breath held still, pierced right into the beast’s forehead.
A sharp cry shook the canyon. It swung its arm in this direction as it went berserk.
Before I could realize what was happening, Kyle jumped in front of me and cut off its outstretched arm. Black blood flowed onto the ground. If only it didn’t smell so bad would I have felt relieved at Kyle’s appearance.
The arm recovered just like before. However, at that moment, I saw a small sparkle on its shoulder.
I ran closer to Kyle and grabbed his chin to turn it slightly to the right.
“Please look over there. A little further to the left on the side where blood is spilling. There is a very small, glowing green dot above it. If you look closely, it will have the shape of a fish scale. ”
That scale was actually a special item that could only be broken under certain conditions. It was an expensive item that could be used to make weapons and shields.
The department meetings decided that it would be fun to implement such a feature for the gamers, and the developers suffered to make it into the game.
To think I’d be using this kind of information of my past here…….
“You must use your magic power to destroy it. Are you able to use weapons such as spears?”
Kyle let out a low chuckle. It was a voice mixed with admiration towards me and his competitive spirit.
“As if there are any weapons I cannot wield.”
He borrowed a spear from a nearby knight and inserted his magic into it.
The tip of the spear turned bright red and then turned redder and redder until it turned black.
The spear was thrown and flew through the air like an arrow, grazing the swamp goat’s shoulder. It screamed as if it was effective.
Unfortunately, the spear could not go reach the scale in one shot. Kyle didn’t give up, however. On the contrary, he rushed forward even more fiercely. If he were swept across his feet and sent back flying, he stood back up, and if his back was hit by a boulder, he let out a cough and raised his sword once more.
Kyle Jane Meinhardt swung his sword. He threw his shield. When his cloak became heavy with blood, he tossed it away and continued to stand ground, fly, land again, roll on the floor……
It wasn’t anything spectacular or cool like how I had imagined when I read it in the novel.
All he was doing was throwing himself in struggle to survive. It was a desperate, bloody battle in which he risked everything he had.
Seeing such earnestness and dedication, I could not say anything. He, who spent his entire life living like that, seemed so dazzling and heroic.
[Interfering now is dangerous,]
I ignored the system and opened the shop.
It has to be right now. I just knew instinctively.
[Panting Almond Financier |Miracle Points 3% consumption|Increases running speed.]
You can’t change what has already happened, but you can change what hasn’t happened yet. And that is what I was brought here to this world for.
However, fate is like inertia. It may initially seem as if a change has effected the future, but fate will always try to go back to the original flow it had set for itself.
“Ha, seriously…… I’m making a tough decision to use up 3 percent for you.”
The 3 percent Miracle Points obtained from the hidden quest, ‘Collective Destiny’. I have no regrets giving back the points I obtained as a price for walking into your life to share your fate.
I stuffed the financier into my mouth and roughly chewed it before swallowing. The sensation of the lumps of flour scratching my throat was unpleasant.
There was no time to soothe my throat. I ran to him in an instant.
The swamp goat was crouching down with one arm cut off and lunged at Kyle, who was driven to the edge of a cliff. It seemed like it were planning to send him flying off the cliff.
I would never let that happen.
I quickly intercepted the goat. The rushing goat lost its sense of direction and fell down the cliff.
We couldn’t avoid the impact and was sent rolling on the floor. Kyle reflexively tried to cover me, but he missed as I slipped on the ground.
Then, my body fell off the cliff, just barely hanging onto the cliff.
Kyle quickly stretched out his right hand and grabbed my wrist. His hand was damp from the blood from his injuries.
“Don’t worry. It won’t be long before I pull you up.”
The sound of knights approaching behind Kyle was heard. At the same time, the cliff he and I were on started to shake violently.
Kyle shouted to the back. It seemed that the ground grew weak due to the effects of the battle.
‘I’m really put on the edge.’
I breathed in and turned to him.
It wasn’t easy to pull up a hanging person. And it went without saying when Kyle was injured. Still, the injury must not be too bad considering how long he had been holding me this long.
What a relief. He won’t be dying a helpless death at the very least.
“I’ll be alright so please let go.”
“Don’t say ridiculous things like that.”
“Be stubborn and both of us will die here.”
I could survive. All I had to do was cancel ‘Summon’ mid-fall.
However, that was not the same for Kyle. There was no way to save Kyle once he fell. I thought about using items, but using them in front of him with no prior explanation was not a good idea. It would take up a lot of Miracle Points too.
While I was busy calculating what would be the best choice, Kyle’s arm started to shake. It seemed he had no intention of letting me go first.
I spoke in a friendly tone of voice, as if I were greeting him on a typical day.
“I’ll return, so don’t worry about it.”
“With the power of miracles.”
I smiled confidently and counted to three in my head. The moment Kyle began to open his mouth to speak, I let go of his hand.
My body fell down. As I watched him grow smaller and smaller, I eventually stopped smiling.
Kyle watched me fall without even retracting his outstretched hand. His pale face made my heart sink down to my stomach.
Snow began to fall from the sky one by one.
A fog obscured my vision and a pure, white light enveloped my body.
[‘Summon’ will be canceled!]
Don’t make that kind of face, Kyle.
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