: AAaaa.....' I'm falling,
My throat hurts after a minute of screaming.
Is this still a joke front that faggot.
After acting all great and wise simply using me as a vent of his sadistic frustration.
The wind Hurts my face, my eye's feel dry, my skin feels cold.
My head hurts as I approach the surface.
Remember. Remember. Aim for a soft surface. I will be crippled even if I manage to land on a tree.
Luckily, I see a long stretched out body of water.
Remember, minimize the surface area landing in torso or backbone and the water will be no different than concrete. Also protect your head.
And just as I braced for impact my speed is instantly reduced to zero and I landed in the body of water. Well, more Accurately I dived.
"Gur….gugu...gururul…." Did I say I’m lucky, well I'm not cause I can't swim.
So much for all those YouTube tutorials.
“Are you all right.” I hear a voice from a distance running towards me. “don’t worry I’ll get you out. ““Gur..Gurgu…” it’s a girl’s voice. My arms are tired. My head feels dizzy.
“Where did I keep the rope, it was just here” liar girl. You’re just wasting time on an excuse.
“gu…gru…”
“I fou_d it. H_re y__….”
“gr….Mg…ooo….”
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My head feels heavy and dizzy, aching like a week-old fever.
I feel something pushing against my chest, and again and again.
“wak_ up. Do n_t d_e” I fee like I might die cause of her rather than the water. Ita getting harder to breathe.
The first sight I see the face of a girl who is probably testing her first CPR on a live test subject. At least she is trying, right?
“You’re awake” a sigh of relief after she almos.. let’s be grateful. ”do you k_ow ___ __me?”
Time? That’s a strange thing to ask. “..…. it’s Twelve o'clock.” well the sun is right above the head. And I don’t know how to build a sundial.
“Twen Oculo, right?”
“uhm...” wait, what did she say?
We are walking towards the village that she claims to be nearby and has been living in. I'm following her as we are chatting about with each other.
“Wait, so you summoned me?”
“you’re here, right? that means I summoned you.”
“That does not explain anything.”
“Nobody ever had to explain anything to summons.”
“So, you summon mindless slaved instead of people.”
“No, like I said, summons are obedient, as you should be.” She pointed her index finger towards me, as an angry elder sister. Looks cute when you are below my shoulder height.
“it’s like a spell or hypnosis.” I enquired.
“no..” she turned away. Seems like she is sensible enough to know, that no one would like to be told that their purpose is to be a mind-controlled meat shield. well, she saved my life so let’s cut her some slack.
“So, the spell went wrong or...”
A bit surprised I wasn’t angry, but she spoke “I was in a hurry I did not add the second part.”
“Tell me more about it,” she tried to change the topic.
“I was chased by a bunch of goblins, and then ...”
“How common is summoning people? Is that the first thing that comes to mind in face of danger? not fireball? Icicle spear? Just summon a person, is there a hero summoning spell that everyone can use?” seriously what kind of isekai is this?
“HEY, only church and royal palace has hero summoning. And how do you know so much about magic.”
“You should try talk with summons. And how did you survive.”
“You were loud, and goblins were smaller than...”
As we were bickering about, another sound it a short distance caught out attention.
-Splash plop “guurg..gurg….” as we raced ahead, we found another man in water wailing around for his dear life.
I was confused, I looked sat her and she stared back, “did you summon him?”
“no.”
.. “Throw the rope.”
“Here tie this on him and I will pull you both.”
“If I could swim, I would have done it the first time. How did you tie it on me.”
“I need to wait for an hour before recasting that spell.”
“He would be dead by then.”
“water’s not that deep why don’t you go.”
While we were preoccupied with our senseless vendetta the person on the water managed grab hold of the lifeline and tugged the loll girl to pull. Though I did the pulling, it was more painful to see the man suffer under an untrained CPR like I had not too long ago.
He was breathing. Somehow that torturous CPR worked its charm a second time.