Side story 4: Apprehension
Edited By Arthur300000, Deathbricks, and ArchmageNaoki
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I bought this sword on a whim. When I saw so many people bidding for it, I couldn't help but want to compete. I won the sword, but now I have only this sword and the resort's bathrobe left.
The sword... looks perfect. I have no complaints about it. However, my strong point is magic, not close quarters.
There is also another disappointment, the girl who made this sword was supposed to be the grand prize. I wish I could lay her bare on my bed and have a fun time with just the two of us for three consecutive nights, but the girl just took my money bag and ran away.
"No refunds, alright!?" Is the last thing she said as she ran. Haa, at least I have this sword as a memento to remember the sight of her swaying boobs as she forged the blade. It's illegal to sleep with children, you say? Heh, only stupid people would get caught.
"Alright, this is the place." I had dumped both of my escorts and walked to the desolate area away from prying eyes. Then I open the dimensional gate to my house. I don't want to do this, but I have no choice because I'm out of money and I had yet to pay the "escorting fee". Waiting here any longer would only get me in a less than desirable situation. It's time to cut loose.
*WOOSH*
Ugh, the backlash from dimensional gate spells is always unpleasant. It's disorienting and throws my energy balance into disarray-
*Clap* *Clap* *Clap* "A brilliant display as always Arch Magus Ramsey." Greets a dwarf on top of my millennia old oak desk. A robber? No one should be able to bypass my security... Oh, I see. Hmm, maybe I should stop hiring a secretary based on their hips. Since that dwarf trying to get my attention from there, the true attacker should be behind me.
I swung the only thing in my hand to the back, which happened to be the sword I just purchased. To my surprise, I felt no resistance at all. Maybe my senses became dull after such a long vacation?
*Thud*
The upper half of my ex-secretary dropped to the floor in a strange manner. Her face fills with bewilderment and disbelief. I'm also surprised. This sword is unbelievably sharp.
"He can't cast anything yet, get him!" The dwarf yells angrily. It looks like my ex-secretary was his agent from the beginning.
It’s frustrating, but he's right. The backlash from the dimensional transfer prevents me from gathering energy, leaving me unable to cast spells. Two men approach me from the front while another at the door blocks my exit.
I ran to the door while one of my pursuers shot a spell at me. Heh, he should have known better. Even though I can't cast any spells yet, I can still modify simple ones on the fly. I split his spell in two and reflect it back at another pursuer and that dwarf.
"Don't shoot spells at him, you buffoons!" The dwarf dodged the reflected spell just in time and yelled. However, another pursuer was hit in the stomach and collapsed on the spot.
"Stop him!" He yelled again as I reach the door. The man blocking the exit began to move. On closer inspection, he looks a bit bigger than I thought. No, a lot bigger. However, my momentum won't allow me to stop. I swipe the sword at him. He smirks and uses his sledgehammer to block, Knowing I can't change directions. I plan several scenarios in my mind. However, the recoil from the crash which I expected never came.
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*CHOP!* There is some resistance there, but my sword passes through the mallet like a hot blade through butter. The big guy got bisected along with his hammer. *BANG* Oops, the tip of the hammer almost fell on my left foot.
As my heartbeat rapidly rose, I quickly exit the room and press the emergency button. Shit! These guys are meticulous. I kick the door shut and stab through it. I don't know if I hit my pursuer or not because the sharpness of the sword gives me no feedback at all. But as I pull the blade back, I hear a thud behind the door.
Heh, now it's just you little dwarf. I carefully open the door, decapitating the man on the floor just to be safe and approach the dwarf.
"Ohh, sorry sir. Uhmm, we were, eh... just kidding?" Little dwarf tried to weasel his way out as I test the blade’s sharpness on the neck of the unconscious guy who was hit in the stomach by the rebounded spell. Hmm, it seems like I don’t need to exert so much of a force to separate the head from the body.
"If you can't protect it, you don't deserve to have it. Right?" I recite the dwarf's creed back at him. "And it seems you can't protect your life at the moment."
"B-but this is IMPOSSIBLE! You're supposed to be an EaSY target without MaGIC! Yes, yes even I can beat HIMMM!"
My, my, we got a rude one here. Despite the show earlier, that dwarf in denial still charged at me while swinging his ax. Without his goons, the fight now is simple because my reach is a lot longer than him. Moreover, with this sword and the dwarf in denial charging blindly, I can just throw tactics out of the window. I side step the poorly swung ax at the right moment and swing my sword back at him. Well, I’m not good at this, so the dwarf has time to use his ax to block. However, The swing ended up cutting through his ax blade and send a part his arm flying.
“AHH! MY ARM! Where is my- Aggh!!-” His blood sprayed everywhere. Well, my robe couldn’t get redder than this anyways. I continue to lob off the rest of his limbs. I won’t kill him, though. The dwarf body is supposed to be sturdy. He could be my lab rat for a very, very long time.
Anyway, this sword is extraordinarily sharp. Add a bit of enchantment here and there, and It would surely become a treasure. Hmm, maybe I should thank that girl when I have some free time again.
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"Pumpkin, there is something I should tell you about this Kuro girl." After all the boys and Kuro had left, Dad came in with a serious face.
"What is it, dad? I know she's cute, but I won't leave her here, alright?"
"No, I don't mean that. You see, this morning she helped me plow the field-"
"See dad? She is a good girl. I'm able to visit you thanks to her."
"Yes, yes, I know that, but I overheard her singing."
"Wait-, you did record her right?" I've heard Kuro's singing before thanks to Pristia recording it. She sings like an angel. I set that song as my ringtone. With her voice that snowman song sounded cute and beautiful, yet it has a hint of yearning and sadness.
"Well, no... hey don't look at me like that! Even if I tried, it's impossible because she sang quietly. It only thanks to my enhanced hearing that I caught it up, alright? Anyway, what I want to say is her song is kind of... um, too mature for her age. I know that you love her but you should-" I know what dad is trying to say. Yet, deep down, I tried to deny it.
Kuro is cute, but there is something unique about her. That time when I saw her adult toys is proof of that. Normally I would just let her do as she wants. However, I can't help but confiscate those huge and scary dildoes. What was she thinking, buying an arm sized dildo? And another one is just an outright meat grinder. Her devastated look broke my heart, but I have to stay strong for her.
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“A medium dry martini, lemon peel. Shaken, not stirred.” There she goes again. Where did she learn about that drink from? Is it from school?
“Kuro, you are not old enough to drink alcohol yet.” Kids shouldn't drink alcohol. It will ruin her brain development. Oh no, not that begging look again. Agh, Cathrine, you must stay strong for her.
“Why don’t we let her try? It’s a special occasion anyways.” ... Dear, why did you have to ruin my effort? I know you are grateful to her for cleaning our debt, but this is for her own good! I look at him. He better be prepared to have an earful from me later.
Thank goddess, she doesn't like it. Her crumpled up face is also cute. As expected of my Pristia, she captures Kuro's cute moment just in time.
“I'll never drink alcohol again.” I knew it, you are a good girl. Ahh, her hair is so soft. I can't get enough of patting her.