After completing a lame extermination quest successfully, and having already went to collect the reward in the Adventurers Guild, I was simply minding my own business, walking down a road I have never been to yet, then, in the distance, I noticed a large group of people marching in unison.
Were they soldiers? Mercenaries? Maybe a traveling caravan?
I ran to catch up to them.
Faye, as usual nowhere to be seen unless I called to her, and usually, 'walking' or 'running' was not something she did, instead she hovered and no matter how fast I was she always kept up with me.
Recently, I roamed the world so frequently and for so long that I was unsure of which country I was in at this time.
In general, I didn’t know anything about the countries or kingdoms of this world.
It wasn't like I purposefully didn’t listen but I also didn't actively seek out any knowledge of this world.
Well, now I could learn something.
At the end of the giant march, I started talking with the last guy in the queue.
He was bit taller than average, most likely human but he had a few elf-like features, but first:
"Faye, if you will?"
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[Vicgeon Jaiver]
[LVL. 34 Half-Human/Half-Wood-Elf Soldier]
[[HP 111/190 │ MP 115/130 │ SP 154/200]]
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[[STR 15] [CON 15] [DEF 17] [INT 10] [WIS 10] [CHA 11] [DEX 13] [LCK 10] [VER 12]]
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[[Lushes Block] [Body Skills] [Mental Skills]]
[Shield Block LVL. 7] [Shield Slam LVL. 14] [Magic Reflection LVL. 4] [Sweeping Strike LVL. 15][Mortal Blow LVL. 8] [More Pain LVL. 11] [Lust for War LVL. 2] [Sword Blink LVL. 6]]
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[Minor Infection]
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This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.
This guy needs to go to a medic soon.
“Hey what’s up? Where are you marching to?” I asked.
“What? Who’re you?" He said, clearly I disturbed his peace, "get back in formation.”
Formation? That’s something someone in the military would say.
“You don’t need to be strict. I’m not a soldier, or a merc, so there's no ‘getting back in line’ for me.”
“You’re not a soldier?”
“Nope. Hi, by the way. My name is Asher. How are you? Good? That's excellent to hear. So… If you feel like it, would you mind telling me who you plan to fight?
“What is a civilian doing here of all places?” Vicgeon looked around to see if anyone else reacted to my presence.
None of the others seemed to mind my walking along.
“Well, I see myself more as an independent actor than just a civilian.”
“Independent what?” He asked, "what are you blathering about?"
“Doesn't matter. Let just say I'm here on behalf of a man named Cyrus, because of the goddess Alexandra.”
“Are you a politician? Or a priest? What is someone like you doing here? Oh, by the lord. You better get to the head. I’m sure there’s someone you can talk to.”
"Thanks, I guess, Vicgeon. You been nice enough, see ya around!” I ran ahead.
“Huh, how did you know my…?”
I was already a good distance away from him.
"Refrain from telling people that you are connected to the Goddess," Faye ordered, out of the blue.
“Don't tell me what to do. I am a free man! And, personally I am, am I not? Just like you are. Maybe a bit less than you are, but still.
And you, of all people, should cut me some slack. Have you ever thought about the psychological harm you have inflicted upon me, completely changing the way I naturally look? Do you even know how I could have ended up looking like? Imagine if I looked like one of those 3d background characters in anime when the artists were too lazy to animate them properly.
Shock, horror, shock again then absolute disgust!”
She didn't react at all.
Maybe she just pretended that she could not return me to how I looked originally, in this world.
Maybe she wanted to troll me.
"Faye, do you know what the dere types are? There are the usual Tsundere and Yandere, which I heavily disavow, Dandere, Deredere and many, many more. The likeliest you are is the Kuudere type. You're cold, but usually warm up to friends after a while, but I've never seen you with friends, or even heard any notion of you having them. Do you hang out with other Paragons while you're not down here with me? And I'm so trying to make friends with you but recently I had the crazy idea that you'll ever warm up to anyone. So, my final assessment is that you're Kuudere without the dere part."
I always had the feeling that she did not like me very much.
That rant I just gave her wasn’t going to make her like me any more than she already did, but I don’t think she’s ever going to like me anyway, so I’ll just stand my ground.