I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents Chapter 33: First Practice

Ms. rilyn.

After a long silence, my mouth opened again.

Perhaps I had fallen asleep.

The sunlight that had been shining on the forest path was now a sunset, dyeing the world in shades of red and black.

Ms. rilyn, why do you travel?

Thats my job.

rilyn answered as if she had been waiting, despite the lengthy pause.

Even with my head resting on her lap, she stroked my hair quietly, showing no sign of displeasure.

Her hand was as careful and dedicated as if she were playing an instrunt.

At our first eting, you introduced yourself as a jester, not a minstrel.

Her proclaid mission surely involved more than just playing instrunts.

I sensed it vaguely, even if I wasnt certain.

Her hesitance ca through the tips of her fingers even as she attended to .

Is there a reason you call yourself that?

I wondered if she, so devoted to her mission, should be so absorbed in soone else.

As if to soothe my unease,

Because I have soone to serve.

She took a mont before answering my question.

Then, she began to whisper to in a low voice.

If its about the person I serve

They are soone to whom Ive sworn sincere allegiance. They lifted , a re common beggar, into the world and showed the glory that lies at its end.

This person had given more ti and heart to her than I, who had directly said she was special.

The weight of her heart for that person was as heavy as the lifeti she had dedicated.

They must have provided her with the reason to journey through this harsh world.

They were soone who could achieve what none of us following them could. Thats why I swore allegiance to them. I hold the expectation that they will accomplish in my lifeti what I cannot, even if it costs my life.

Life, dignity, and the effort and passion invested in life

But why did her voice tremble, even as she claid it was true?

But perhaps they too were intoxicated with glory for too long?

Slowly.

The touch of her hand began to lose strength.

Then, she let my hand drop to the floor, turning her head away to look outside the carriage.

As mories fade on a long journey, so does the one seeking glory lose their smile along the way.

Lost their smile, you say?

I wanted to make them smile again. Thats why I left their side and wandered the world.

With the stories she had collected

And if even those werent enough, she fabricated tales just to bring a smile to their faces.

But Ive co to realize on my travels that if its a problem a humble jester like can solve, then anyone who serves them could

How much her heart must have twisted, repeating this endless journey over and over.

I could feel, through her mutterings at this mont, how much she had buried behind that laughter.

Why she regarded as special from a single days eting and why she leaned on even now.

So, perhaps I feel more drawn to eting you.

Yes, it was only the beginning, but I could still hold on to so hope.

Being with you, I hope that a thirst no longer quenched by loyalty might be satisfied

Clatter, clatter.

The sound of wheels shing broke the silence.

As I listened to that, I realized I had made one misjudgnt.

Yes, it was just a mory.

But in such a shattered world of mories, if even one pillar that would never collapse appeared, wouldnt that in itself be hope?

Ms. rilyn.

If only I, with my abilities, could satisfy her in this world.

And more so, if my fate, destined to die in the future, could be extended through her hands

If its alright, even after this mission

So, if we were drawn to each other, wouldnt it be nice to be together in the future?

Clunk!

Before I could say anything, a loud noise erupted from the carriage leading the way. I raised my head that I had laid down, and my gaze quickly turned forward.

Its an attack.

Its an attack!

Even without precognitive abilities, I sensed it.

Had I not sensed such an ominous feeling, it would have been strange for not to have perished in this world.

Ms. rilyn! Get down!

We could confirm each others feelings after overcoming this crisis.

As I crouched down, holding a spear, rilyn quickly jumped from the carriage into my arms.

In that mont, I realized her actions were quite agile, unlike her gentle appearance.

Kwaang!

But before I could even gasp in awe, sothing crashed into the luggage compartnt of the carriage, shattering it completely.

A massive lump of rock with a huge mass

Crunch!

No, the lump of rock was wriggling.

I instinctively knew it. This thing was clearly a being with a consciousness.

Monster.

Monster.

Monsters, influenced by the pervasive power in this world, were abominations that gained self-awareness and instinct as they rged with their surroundings, the refuse of nature.

Their existence, originally scarce in this world, had increased exponentially after the Demon King and his army, who tore through dinsions into this world, arrived.

Scholars theorized that the birth of monsters resulted from beings like the Demon King interfering with dinsions, twisting the worlds laws, and causing objects to take on living characteristics

Growl! Crack!

But whatever the reason, it was certain that monsters were dangerous.

These things, whose instinct was primarily predation, defined everything except their own kind as enemies and were hell-bent on devouring anything they encountered.

Ms. rilyn, would it be alright to ask for the performance you gave yesterday?

As the lump of rock that had been gathering began to unravel and change into the shape of a monster, I, who had stepped back, gripping my spear, quietly asked rilyn, standing behind .

She stiffened her body and, in a cautious voice, looked at the monster that had appeared in front of us.

I can do it, but it will be more dangerous.

Why?

Monsters are also affected.

Of course, if it was a performance, the sound would reach everywhere within earshot.

Unless they were wearing earphones, there was no way to distinguish a friend from a foe, right?

Kyaaaah!

So, if it was to be dealt with, it had to be by my hands.

Feeling the sudden onset of my first real battle, the rock lump that had transford into a monster charged at .

If I dodged here, Ms. rilyn would be hit. So, first, I must guard!

Crack!

Good, I managed to block the first attack with my spear.

But being made of rock, it had quite a mass.

Colliding at a considerable speed, it inevitably put a significant strain on .

Growl! Kaawaa!!

It would be dangerous to receive the following attacks as well.

Quickly using the lightness of my light armor, I rolled away, and the monsters claws missed. Soon, its nacingly glowing red eyes started to turn toward .

Good, this had diverted its attention away from Ms. rilyn.

Phew

I let out a deep sigh, gripped my spear tightly, and glared at the approaching monster.

Get your mind straight; dont be hasty.

There was no need to overthink it. I just had to deal with this thing like I did yesterday.

Even without rilyns support, I had thought about that sensation several tis after she left, so it was definitely within the realm of reproducibility.

Kyaak!

The monster, screaming wildly, charged at as I steeled my mind.

I followed its charge with my eyes and avoided the downward strike with a backstep.

Then, using the montum of my landing, I moved forward again.

Thunk!

The mont my hand felt the spearhead pierce the monsters shoulder with precision, I twisted the spear and swung it upward with vigor.

Crack!

The monsters arm was severed and fell away, falling against my thrust.

Seizing its destabilized balance, I swung the spear tip powerfully, aiming for the monsters head.

Though its body was hard, I didnt hesitate in my attack.

The weapon I wielded was made of Mithril, the most durable tal in this world.

Kwaaaak!

The monsters head shattered under the sharpness of my weapon.

Soon, only its headless corpse sprawled on the ground, but I couldnt afford to be intoxicated by this first victory.

After all, the carriage I rode in was at the center of the group, and the presence of monsters ant the entire group was in jeopardy.

Monsters on the flank! Gather here!

Im too busy shooting in front!

What the heck are the mages doing?!

Were charging our magic, so just shut up and hold on!

Rock monsters sward in from the front and flanks.

The adventurers blocking them worked to protect the evacuated rchants and exerted themselves to manage the threat.

Frontliners like shield bearers blocked their path, while close-range specialists like myself drew the enemies attacks.

Those who held dealer positions proved crucial in driving away enemies in such battles.

Kwaaak! Woosh!

When mages dispatched monsters with area attacks, those skilled in single-enemy combat, like archers or throwers, finished them off and cleaned up.

Despite their low rank, the adventurers assembled here seed seasoned in combat, responding calmly to the monster attack and thinning their numbers.

Kwaaak!

But if the situation had been that easily resolved, I wouldnt have called this world a dark fantasy.

The adventurers faces turned to shock as they saw a massive shadow loom before them.

Damn it, what the hell is that?