Third Report: Days As An Adventurer

April 5, 2014 on Earth Puck 6, 7693 on Jadrian

Here Yong, reporting my progress after 3 hard weeks of training.

Dear Master, please forgive me! I would do whatever you want me to do!

It has been over two months since I arrived at this world, 63 days to be exact.

I'm currently traveling following a caravan that used to belong to slavers together with my..... friend from the brothel.

No, I'm not a slave or this guy's boyfriend!

The last three weeks have been.... how to explain it?

Full of pain and hard work.

It all started when I encountered Frodous, my weird friend, surrounded by wolves and pissing his underpants?

I killed the wolves with some earth spears while the little Froudous was shaking with his eyes closed and praying to the GREEN spirit.

I, of course, didn't care about his well-being, so I just continued my journey into the woods, or that was I thought I would do.

He had grabbed my left leg when I tried to walk away and he continued to beg me to forgive him  for his lies.

I decided to forgive him, so he would shut up and I could find the nearest settlement.

I didn't want to be alone after all!

Anyway, we arrived at a human village after two days of traveling in the woods, and we decided to go to adventurer guild.

In the adventurer's guild, we registered as rank F adventurers and an old lady explained to us what we could and couldn't do with that rank.

We couldn't hunt monster stronger than rank F and the most things allowed for a rank F were things like helping the villagers or escorting caravans.

We went to the quest board and examined the different quests available in the village, which were disappointing.

The best quest was one in which we have to help an old man to hunt the mice in his farm and the pay was two dirty Greeniers (2 green = 2 silvers)!

The worst quest was one in which you had to protect a caravan of slaver through the Demon's lands, the pay was 120 Greeniers and a slave.

I accepted that quest immediately. I didn't want a slave, but the money would come in handy to pay the medical fees in case I would injure my ass again.

But to my surprise, Frodous complained and tried to argue with me because he thought I would abandon him once I've gotten the slave.

now I knew he wasn't a girl, I thought of doing it, but I shuddered the thought after tasting the delicious food cooked by him.

Perhaps I could change his gender with my master's technology.

What the hell was I thinking? Was I so desperate in those lonely days?

I know what you're thinking, you would surely do it!

But don’t forget I'm an honorable Korean, there's no way I would do something like crossing to the other side of the street.

I had enough with living in the streets while Frodous was living in the inn at free charge.

How can be so malicious such lovely grandma.

I had to live with the rats for two days while the old hag tried to rape Frodous every night.

It was a good thing that Frodous was a ten years old impotent boy.

And from this point on things changed for better, the caravan arrived and after I showed them some of my transmutation skills, we were hired.

We traveled for three days along the border with Greenaier without problems, then we entered the Demon's territory.

Good-bye! Fucking elves and your stupid naming sense!

The territory where we have entered was a place called  elf king's forest that was conquered by the last demon lord of those lands.

There were enemies ambushing us on a regular basis, and everyone in the caravan was tense, including Frodous.

Not me, of course, I was a weapon master and I was a fucking level 30!

What? Destroying an entire city doesn't give enough experience. 13 damn levels for that, fucking broken system!

Because of that, I was free of killing every enemy I wanted and the leader of the caravan was very pleased with my work.

It was ridiculous!

The man could rape the women in the night and I could hear all of that!

One day, Frodous simply broke.

We were having dinner when we started to hear the sobs of the women and the laughs of the slavers.

Suddenly, Frodous disappeared from my sight and after looking for him for an hour, I found him in a corner of a caravan crying.

That day I decided that I had to do something about the slaves' situation.

No, I didn't want to earn some points with Frodous. Seriously? I'm trying to be serious here!

Like a grim reaper, I charged at the slavers and slaughtered them. Each one of them begged for their lives, but I didn't stop until the last of them was dead.

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Then I met them, the slaves, with their demonic faces accompanied by screams, roars and laughter. They were broken, beyond salvation.

It was a very terrifying night, one I wouldn't forget in a long time.

No, I won't forget that night the moment I meet a new hottie!

Anyway, the next five days after the two days of traveling with the slavers were.... unexpected.

Freaking unexpected for my tastes!

All the adventurers were afraid of me and avoided me for the first days. When we got out of the Elf king's forest, the damn adventurers separate from us with most of the slaves.

They wanted some fucking sex slaves!

I tried to stop most of them, but there were too many enemies for me to handle alone. In the end, I could only save 2 slaves.

Afterwards, I began to train myself. I had been relying too much on my superior body and my handsome face to survive all this time. But now, it wasn't enough.

First I began with meditation, which was a complete failure.

Why? you ask

Because I kept being interrupted by Frodous and his pleads to get some food for him and the slaves.

After feeding them, I tried again.

Still, it was of no use. I would start thinking about the elves' breasts I've had seen the last month in this world.

I mean, I tried to imagine a white space. But the only thing I could imagine white, were the bras and the fucking elves' roofs.

Yes, I had fantasies about painting those cursed green roofs!

Maybe I did go insane after seeing and hearing too much GREEN.

Back to the main point, I decided to train my body instead of wasting my time.

How do you ask?

I created two earthen short swords with transmutation and tried to spar with Frodous. Which ended up being another failure.

He couldn't even lift the damn sword and the slaves only knew how to eat, piss and fuck, so it was impossible for them.

I tried to come up with other ideas, like using sticks or training bare hand, but it was simply impossible for Frodous to fight.

One day, I saw a small horned rabbit beating the fuck out of him.

A fucking horned rabbit!

The stupid animal that the elf girls would treat as a chihuahua back on Greenarie!

After that, I gave up on teaching Frodous anything related with fighting with his body. Thus, I decided to teach him some magic I had learned from the elves.

And it was another failure!

Well, not completely.

He sucked casting all sorts of spells like fireball or earth wall. He would end up with a fireball exploding in his hands or an earth wall falling over me.

The only spell he could cast without nearly killing me, was a healing spell that could heal almost all the wounds.

The problem was that it was kind of..... EXTREMLY EFFEMINATE. He was firing a beam in the shape of a red heart all over the place while chanting a fucking song of love.

Even the slaves started to laugh before such sight.

After that, Frodous seemed to be a bit embarrassed.

But I could see it in his eyes, he did enjoy the fucking display.

I was extremely tired after that. Thus, I decided to release the build up stress making this report.

I'll wait for your responses for now.

-Your dear friend Kang Yong-suk.

Responses (3)

1.-

So... you're gay, aren't you?

Maybe bisexual, if I think about a bit more. I thought that it was enough for you with little girls (lolis).

Well, who am I to criticize you about your preferences?

-Dmitri

2.-

A caravan of slavers?

What the fuck were you thinking when you accepted that work?

I would have expected you to be a bit more cautious after ending with your ass impaled, but I think I was wrong.

-Javier

3.-

So you're some kind of peddler, making a display with beams in the shape of hearts while you're announcing your ware.

I think you're not made to be the saint Carlotta. You should stick to the basic training I designed for you.

How difficult is it for you to kill 1000 demons everyday?

And the little girl seems to be lost somewhere around the human continent of the east. Go and find her!

-Your Master and Teacher