From traveling the long distance between the mansion of the Green family to Abels Heilon castle, I, who had journeyed such a long distance, finally managed to have a thorough sleep. Two days after that incident, and eting Abel and Jeron for the first ti, I had fully recovered from my exhaustion.
Coincidently, or maybe not, at the sa ti that I woke up, Abel called for .
Kid, now is your chance. Ti to prove what you said here. Of course, you werent bluffing right?
In the early morning, with the glints of light shining in from the colourful frosted panels, on the side of the hall, I found Abel glaring at condescendingly. This man seed to not sleep at all. The mont he saw , he had arrogantly addressed , though contrary to my interpretation, Im sure thousands of won would fall for him upon hearing his voice. Justunfortunately, they were not the target. That distaste was directed at .
However, despite Abel being a character I had personally created, his words had no effect on . Moreover, the more I observed him, I noticed that except for his face, there really wasnt much to the eye. Especially that personality of hisah, why did I create such a man?
Barely able to hold back my yawn, I uttered a single statent of compliance. I understand. Fionas body was still young. It was needless to say that after waking up so early, and in spite of getting enough sleep, she was still quite groggy. Anyway, who wouldnt want more sleep? I shot a quick contemptuous glance at Abel, before glancing back down at my feet. The sun that had barely risen emitted the first of its warm rays from the glass panes. I stepped into a diamond shaped pool of light on the floor.How pretty, even without looking above, one could tell how elaborately adorned and elegant the building was; everything was of the highest quality, even the floorboards.
Seeing looked so relaxed, Abel laughed. Arent you afraid?
Hearing his mocking tone, I unenthusiastically answered back. Even if I was, what use is it to be scared?
To be honest, I was not worried in the slightest. I an, although I used to live in the age of the science era, the 21stcentury which allowed to have the most comfortable and convenient lifestyle, and then was thrown into this dieval fantastical world, I knew Fionas future. That knowledge, being in my hands, was my trump card. Despite the absence of technology the internet, I had a cheat no other person in this world had. That, and I was also the author, ant I was omnipresently able to navigate this world.
If I were to be afraidwell, considering my current situation, that was not an option at all.
Just so you know, for reference, I will go with you. However, it is not my duty to protect you. Your death is not my responsibility. You understand what Im saying right kid? That ans you could die.
Abel eyes glimred as he spoke, seemingly out of concern, but I could detect the sarcasm and mockery hidden beneath. Did he really want to scare so badly? In the back of my mind, I could picture him as a tiger, laughing down at the prey that had been captured yet by the cub, yet unwilling to help at all.
I was still a child, was he seriously that incapable of talking nicely to a little kid?
It doesnt matter. I am not afraid of death; of dying. I replied calmly. I finally looked up at Abel, and our eyes t. I stared straight into his swirling blue irises that lacked the mirth the smile on his lips was showing.
In all honesty, it was not a bluff what I was saying. I truly ant it. Moreover, how could I be scared, when I knew this was the outco upon arriving. I ca, knowing that I could potentially et an early death, but also an opportunity to change my fate. I ca, alone, and despite that, never once expected to be protected in the first place.
As a matter of fact, what to , was worse than death, was a future void of hope. One that followed the course of the original novel, precisely. No hopes, no dreams, a pointless life. Even death would be more welcod than that. So of course, I wouldnt fear it.
Well, even though I had no intention of going to battle and be torn up by those monsters, letting them hand on a silver platter, the end of my life, I would rather keep my eternal sanity. If my fate ended up being that kind of cruel ending, surely it would be better to die now. Id rather do that than let my soul suffer in an endless cycle of tornt, right?
In addition, the positive point of being knowledgeable on the course of my future was that I need not be afraid of the present. Yes, what could possibly be worse than experiencing such a pitiful childhood, living such a miserable life, then eting such a horrific end?
At so points in ti, the thought of the events Fiona experienced in her life would flash through . Whenever that happened, I felt like I wanted to sob out my woes. Why did I, out of everyone else, have to possess Fionas body in the world I had created? Not even the heroine I wasnt asking to be her, but, just anyone except Fiona. A cannon fodder character would have been tenfold better. I sighed thinking about that.
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Having been lost in mixed thoughts, I realized that I was surrounded by silence. Not only Abel but also Jeron looked at with strange eyes.
W, why? Why are you staring at like that? Is there sothing on ? I stuttered, confused, and slightly feeling intruded by their pitying gazes.
Suddenly Abel placed his hand gently on my head. I see. Im sorry kid
What? I glanced up startled at the sudden contact.
Personally, its always amusing seeing soone struggle to live. Their wills get extinguished by my words, like a fla in the wind. But youyour reaction, its boring. Hmm, the entertainnt I thought you would give , no fun at all..
Abel patted my head whilst saying those strange words. It was not fitting at all, for a character like him, in the slightest!
.
After hearing that remark, I could hear Jeron, audibly sighing from behind him. I relented. My feelings were the sa as Jeron. This manreally, he considered everything a ga, and he stood above it all. He had everything, status, power, wealth.
I breathed in deeply and looked up through the window. The blue ocean above was cloudless, the curvature of the spires in the distance was like tides painted against the sky. Mixed feelings of relief and resignnt settled in .
Why did a human with such a personality like this exist in this world?
Hang on a secco to think of it, this is the world of fiction that I had personally written. Does that not an that I contributed to creating this person?
damn it.
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DING! DING! DING!
Could my fortune beco any worse? The mont I had arrived at the second wall, accompanied by Abel, a loud bell pealed. The echo of the brass could be heard from miles away from the wall, traveling through the air to alert all those involved with protecting humankind, to prepare. It was an announcent and a warning. The monsters were coming.
you must be kidding .
A low whisper of shock and exhaustion escaped my mouth before I could take back those words. I realized there, unfortunately, was no ti for to rest and take a break after the rough, long journey to the second wall.
Abel cunningly smirked at . His smile was absolutely vicious. At that mont I doubted anyone could appear as wicked at him. Buthe seed to be havingfun?
Seriously, his expression was really unfitting, and not appropriate at this ti. There were monsters in his estate, yethe had ti to smile like that? Was a situation like this supposed to be taken lightly like a ga?
Do you not think that this is perfect timing? Its just the right ti, kid. In contrast to his facial expression, which irked greatly, Abel continued in a relatively neat tone.
Lets see how worthy you are.
I seeso his plan all along, was to throw into the middle of the pool of monsters wrecking havoc right now? Those ghastly creatures with faces of demons. Anyone would shiver upon hearing about them, and faint at the re sight of them. Let alone, this man, he really wanted to chuck into the scene, not willing to wait. It appeared as if I was a sacrificial lamb, an appetizer to sate their growing hunger and keep the monsters occupied for a while, in Abels eyes.
Well. Challenge accepted. I definitely will not lose.
Fortunately, like most mages in the fantasy genre, in this world, the mages needed only to attack the monster from a distance to make critical hits. It was a relief, therefore, knowing that we did not have to go to the front lines of the battle and et where the beasts were gathering in order to prevent their strike.
What should I do to impress him with my usefulness in this situation?
Since this was the first ti I was here, at least I had to figure out what the range of the battlefield looked like. Without knowing a map of the terrain, it was hard to navigate. This, I had actually described it in writing, but seeing it with my own eyes was different. So I thought that the best way was to go up atop of the dusted listone, allowing myself to gain a better view over the battlefield.
From my surroundings, I observed what would be the best possible thod to do so, and noticed a rustic looking staircase leading to the high wall.
Abel, Ill ascend the wall. Itll allow to observe the range better.
Trying to walk as fast as I could while I was a child was really tiring. Despite that, I forced my short little legs to keep up the pace and climb the imnse blocky stairs. It was like at any mont, the stairs would collapse from their age. No one would be willing to co out here to maintain them. The amount of stairs appeared to be infinite, as shortly after, I started to pant real hard.
Behind , Abel smoothly followed, without uttering a breath of complaint. It appeared, he intended to keep an eye on . After all, why go to the effort despite it not appearing to be much effort for him, of following and not leaving?
Haahh.. I took a huge gulp of the cool air as soon as I reached the top of the high wall. At this altitude, the air was rather thin; it was clean and crisp and made it sowhat difficult to breathe.
Regaining my breath, I looked down at the battlefield after stabilising myself.
There were many monsters on the battlefield. So of them were monsters that were several tis larger than the size of an adult. I saw so soldiers kill those monsters with a sword, and the others held torches and that lit the monsters on fire, thereby preventing its regeneration. That would explain the burning stench I had slt before.
However, the screams and hoarse cries that were asking for help; for a savior, could be heard from all directions. It was the thing that caught my attention the most. I witnessed an uncountable number of soldiers die in the midst of killing the monsters. The act of the killing spree of monsters that the soldiers were on, was in itself a massacre for them.
So people were caught by the monsters and had their arms torn. So had their legs torn, and others had gaping holes in their stomachs. Many unidentified human body parts were scattered on the ground. But the vile fighting continued. It was as if those lives were ants, easily squashed, and irrelevant.
Atop, I also witnessed the scene of a soldier who was caught by a giant and smashed to the ground. The details were unclear, but I could guess that the soldier must have been crushed by the monsters enormous strength.
Suddenly, Abels voice rang in my ears. Kid, how do you feel seeing the battlefield for the first ti? It is the worst, is it not?
No, this battlefield was not the worst. The one who had made this scene was the worst. It was .
I am the worst.
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