Shigaraki Sora was now possibly experiencing what would become the strangest event of his entire short life, which as a resident of Neo Tokyo had already been plagued with many problems due to his naturally intimidating face.
He remembered all the bad rumors, misunderstandings, and fights he had been involved in because of that nonsense for as long as he could remember, and he thought it was all rubbish.
But none of that could compare to his current situation, not even the recent incident where he was attacked by different criminals sent by a small gang that he defeated, grouping against him masked as clowns with metal bats...
Seriously... who came up with the brilliant idea of doing that? Anyway, that's it...
—Arthur Pendragon von Draco Silva, here, before everyone present, I challenge you to a duel!
It doesn't compare at all to this ridiculous situation!
Sora just stared in bewilderment at the red-haired, green-eyed boy who was yelling at him, talking nonsense, and calling him 'Arthur Pendragon I-don't-know-what' as if he thought he was some sort of western noble from some strange nation in the Middle Ages.
Her white uniform, with black lines embroidered on it, was unfamiliar, yet strangely familiar at the same time, and her face was pretty enough to make one think she was a beautiful girl cross-dressing as a man, a genuine SSR-class Bishoujo.
As if to try and counteract that, her voice sounded relatively gender neutral, though it would sound pretty cute if she really tried.
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Even though he (she?) said a different name, Sora was sure she was talking to him since, well... the guy just looked at him with those indignant eyes at him and no one else but him.
Murmurs and exclamations could be heard coming from a crowd that had gathered around them, wearing the same uniform, only with different colors in their embroidery carefully woven into their valuable and expensive fabrics; all of them inside what looked like the interior of a European-style shopping mall with a somewhat medieval feel, like those elegant noble houses from fantasy manga that anyone can read in their free time.
Even Sora belatedly realized that he was wearing a uniform similar to the rest, only with gold embroidery.
Also, it was curious that they mostly looked like Western people, but the style of their uniforms was quite similar to the normal Japanese schools he knew; with ties for the men and bows for the women. Once again, she felt a strange sense of familiarity growing within her upon seeing this.
It was a rather beautiful day, with the sun high in the sky above the white clouds that passed lazily over the land in their various forms; quite different from the time he was in Neo Tokyo, where it was nighttime and the moon could barely be seen through the dark clouds in the sky.
In the middle of it all, he was surrounded by a group of people who all looked oddly attractive, regardless of gender. It was quite strange; as if a large group of idols had gathered in one place as students of some sort.
….What's going on?
Sora honestly had no idea how he ended up here.
He just had a very brief fight between him and some fierce clowns (laughs), there was a sudden explosion in the district he was in if his memories weren't wrong or so he thought, and after being covered in flames for the blink of an eye, he was walking here, stunned by the change of scenery until this guy screamed at him like a demon.
No way! Did I die in an explosion? I didn't even get a chance to passionately hug Yūna-chan!
It was understandable that he felt sad and upset about this unfortunate event. No, rather, there was something very strange about his way of thinking regarding this matter... He should feel sad about perishing, shouldn't he?
But wasn't I alive at that moment? Was it a dream? But I remembered something about the heat and it wasn't fake... Am I in virtual reality somehow?
In 2115, the technology that allowed people to immerse themselves in virtual worlds was already a reality, but most people couldn't afford it.
In a world of billions, an average VRMMORPG would only have about 30,000 active users; simply because the cheapest equipment needed was expensive enough to buy a small apartment, although more efficient ones could be rented… if one was willing to go into debt.
No… with this level of realism, even my brain should feel the tension of the information flowing through my neurons via the neural coordinator
Neural Coordinator
That was the name of the technology that finally allowed humanity to enjoy true virtual reality games that are only dreams of the 21st century.
It was an incredible technology that used something called “synthetic brainwave language” to interact with the human brain in its “own language” and stimulate it to build the immersive virtual reality environment itself using the information stored in the brain itself.
Basically, it converted ones and zeros into sensory data by talking directly to the brain... or something like that.
The reason it was called the Alaya Coordinator, according to its inventors, was because this device could coordinate information from multiple human brains and even synthetic data generated by advanced AI to ensure that the virtual environment was as realistic as possible, according to the needs of the game at least.
The other reason?
This was a technology created by scientists at New Typemoon, the company that owns the entire Nasuverse, and coordinating brains to create virtual reality somehow seemed similar to creating a collective unconscious capable of constructing entire realities like Alaya did... although in a way, it was pretty accurate...
Shiragaki Sora didn't really know all the technical details and all that, but his grandfather compared it to the soul reader in Sword Art Online, which allowed both its inhabitants and the protagonists and their friends to experience the virtual world of Underworld as if it were reality using information existing in the soul.
The difference was that it used information from neurons and sensory organs to construct the world instead of some almost esoteric quantum field.
In any case, as already mentioned, the device had serious flaws that could not be solved even with current technology without performing drastic experiments on humans, and stimulating the brain in this way generates a lot of physical and mental stress in the user, depending on the complexity of the world.
While this varied from person to person, the unluckiest players could only last two hours or less in VR games before the system forced them to quit to protect the integrity of their brains... even with more advanced neural coordinators.
It was a tragedy for VR addicts, as well as the reason why mobile gaming and traditional MMORPGs are still going strong and hugely popular.
As for Sora, he was one of the lucky few. He was in excellent physical and mental condition thanks to his martial training. Plus his uncle, as a worker at New Typemoon, had bought him the best VR equipment a non-poor teenager could ask for.
He could easily last two days inside the only VRMMORPG he ever liked if he wanted to... Only the level of realism in that game was so stressful that he didn't dare to do it for twelve hours at most.
That crazy realism was also the reason for his downfall, although the gameplay wasn't that bad. It was even worse than trying to run the old GTA 7 game on a 20th century computer; that would damage the weakest brain in a matter of minutes. And that was the reason why Sora was sure that this wasn't virtual reality at all.
That aside, I felt like I was forgetting a few things... But what?
—¡Arthur Pendragon!
The scream of a certain redhead whose existence was ignored for more than 5 seconds of quick thinking resounded, drawing their attention. The other party blushed in embarrassment; obviously unhappy to be ignored, while the crowd stared at him as if he was a clown (XD).
For now, let's answer the stupid red-haired boy with a Bishoujo face... Let's get to it... Thinking that way, Sora calmly opened his mouth. "What kind of disrespect is this? You're being too rude, Sir Hamilton. Even if you're the son of a simple country baron, you should at least strive to maintain your noble dignity at all times and treat your superiors accordingly, or you'll be no different from those despicable mercenaries."
Some people in the crowd let out mocking and disdainful laughs as they looked at the red-haired man, clearly agreeing with his words. However, there was a problem.
... Huh? Isn't that what I meant?
This is what I really wanted to say: Fuck you, you crazy little woman who doesn't know how to behave decently with strangers! Do you think you're a criminal with that pathetic little body? Tsk...
Therefore, Sora was left confused by the unexpected difference between his already thought-out answer. Moreover, he unexpectedly knew this boy's surname, and even called him "noble" and talked about one's correct attitude...
How is it possible that this guy's name comes out of my mouth and why do I call him noble, of all things? I mean, his clothes look expensive, but I wear the same clothes, and so do the others. Plus, this feels strangely familiar to me...
His thoughts were once again interrupted by the other party who, at first, seemed oddly surprised, only to exclaim loudly, “Ha?! Are you blatantly looking down on me?”
—Did you notice the obvious…? How wonderful, you are much more perceptive than you seem, that is a miracle that I do not think I will see again in my life — An indifferent voice came out of his lips, saying something that no matter how you looked at it, was an insult to his intellectual depth. Laughter broke out among the people and the boy blushed even more from embarrassment, as much as his hair.
It was kind of… cute. If he wasn’t a boy, Sora would have been tempted to flirt with him because of how adorable he looked with his red face and slightly teary eyes. He thought it was a shame for a moment, before focusing on something else, pushing away the thoughts that made him feel gay.
...I don't remember ever being so sarcastic in my life. Or rather, it's a very refined way of speaking, isn't it? What's going on here?
He seemed to have no control over his own mouth… that disturbed him, something quite unusual for him. No, there is no one who would not be bothered by something like that, because it would imply a lack of control over himself. That was simply terrifying…
Suddenly, Sora remembered an old anime he had watched with his grandfather, about a normal college boy who had transmigrated into a video game villain named Harold or something who spoke cynically and arrogantly to almost anyone regardless of their actual personality...
Why do I have the feeling that these circumstances are awfully similar to Harold-san's...?
—You... you...!— The redhead gritted his teeth in anger, but Sora decided not to pay him any more attention and turned around to continue walking.
She didn't know why she was there, what to do, or why she couldn't say what she wanted, but she certainly didn't want to listen to nonsense from a stranger. Although she had no idea where to go, she let her instincts guide her.
—Are you a coward?
Suddenly, Sora heard the redhead's voice in a poor attempt to provoke him.
Even though he knew this, Shigaraki Sora wasn't one to just stand there while being called a coward, so he looked at the boy and spoke to him in a slightly colder voice than before. "Excuse me?"
His intimidating tone and aura caused the other to tremble for a few seconds as everyone suddenly fell silent, before the red-head began shaking his head vigorously to look even angrier and shouted in a false brave tone, “Why else… Why else would you refuse the duel?”
—Hmmm — He seemed to reflect for a few seconds, and responded with a weak smile —... Why are you insignificant?
—¿¡Uh!?
The redhead's eyes widened in disbelief as the crowd watched intently, some nodding with their own grimaces, and Sora didn't give him a moment to process his words before saying in a rather arrogant tone:
—Aside from the fact that I have no idea why you are challenging me to a duel, Sir Hamilton, I am not particularly interested in fighting a man as weak as you. That would be a valuable waste of time that could be spent on more important things, regardless of what kind of duel you desire. Still, it is not cowardice if you are so weak from the start that the outcome of the duel would already be obvious to anyone with eyes, is it?
Although in a different way than he actually meant, Sora's disdain was real, as ever since he started having conflicts with delinquents, he reluctantly had to train in martial arts to better defend himself and, with his incredible martial talent and his well-developed manipulation of the Chi Field, Sora acquired a keen perception to determine if someone was strong and skilled just by looking at them.
And he must say that "weak" was written all over the redhead's body. Not to mention the insignificant strength of the chi field he felt surrounding him, it was absurd how weak he felt compared to the commoner among the crowd.
Her arms were as thin as a normal girl's, making her look even more feminine to his chagrin.
He showed no signs of having trained his body at all, nor did he seem to have systematically learned a set of martial arts, or else Sora could have picked up at a glance the typical habits and patterns that any self-respecting Martial Artist develops as they incorporate each learned martial art into their body and gain experience in combat.
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Furthermore, given his lack of emotional control, he never practiced meditation to properly control his impulses and any fight he did get into would likely be limited to backslapping and insults with his equally weak friends, or he knew from experience how essential it was to keep a cool head if you were preparing for a fight, especially if you wanted to keep your Chi under control.
Why would she agree to fight him when she could easily imagine giving him the beating of his life? It would simply be a waste of time.
At the obvious disdain, the red-haired man's fury grew even more and he exclaimed in affront: "What the hell? Just because you're an Awakener and a high-level Episcapi rank doesn't give you the right to look down on others like that!"
Awakened? High-ranking Episcapi? Sora thought, somewhat incredulously, recognizing those terminologies.
Is this guy a loyal fan of that ruined game?
Sora wondered in amusement and somewhat disbelief, but quickly put it aside and replied in a cynical tone, “You knew well about my power and yet you challenged me to a duel? What a fool; you should just acknowledge the difference between our levels before doing something so reckless. If you’ll excuse me, I won’t waste any more time on this honestly pointless discussion, though I do think it was a bit amusing.”
Saying that further, Shigaraki Sora turned around and began walking with dignified and arrogant steps, with an upright posture and a rather regal and natural atmosphere that he was not aware of as he ignored the dark-faced boy behind him.
The peanut gallery opened a path for him as if it were Moses dividing the sea with the strength of God, which surprised him a little, but did not make him doubt or hesitate to continue on his way.
Whatever it is...
Exiting the mall(?) through a strange door(?), all Sora noticed with surprise was a row of luxurious carriages that one would only see in fantasy animes, all lined up in a grand stone entrance with elegant double doors swung wide open, revealing a tunnel inside, and an elegant looking butler stepped out of one of the most luxurious ones from the driver's seat and approached Sora with graceful, silent steps.
Sora immediately felt wary inside. What others might consider a mere dignified bearing in her eyes betrayed extensive combat experience and strength unmatched even compared to that of her sensei.
Not in terms of superior martial skill, as he was certain that his sensei surpassed the old man. The point was that this butler felt stronger in terms of energy and pure physical power.
His senses, more powerful than ever, could feel his strength spreading like waves around him, which could turn furious at any moment. And his instincts as the martial artist Shigaraki Sora screamed at him to run away from that man quickly.
I must escape!
He told himself unconsciously.
It wasn't out of fear, but rather a matter of logic to ensure their survival in the face of a potentially deadly stranger.
However, for some reason, his body refused to act on his will and he could do nothing but approach him indifferently, and the butler approached Sora in turn.
His hair was completely white and his beard was white as well, of course. However, his posture was firm, resembling that of an iron sword. His Caucasian face had many wrinkles, similar to cracks, on his slightly dark skin. He also had a gentle appearance, but a sharp gaze, like that of a falcon searching for its prey.
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This man bowed respectfully to him without hesitation and said in a soft and calm, yet respectful and dignified voice, “Arthur-sama, I have come to pick you up. How was the entrance ceremony?”
—Very well, there were only minor inconveniences, nothing major.
"I understand," the butler nodded politely and respectfully.
Sora didn't know what was so good about being around that guy or why he said all that, only that his mouth moved without thinking and he responded with an insolently indifferent tone of voice; similar to the one he had used when talking to a VI (Virtual Intelligence) at home when greeting him for coming home early from high school.
This "Alfred" also refers to me as Arthur... I guess it's not a threat, since he doesn't seem to mind this blatantly arrogant attitude I'm forced to display….
Not offended by her tone and attitude, Alfred (?) bowed again as he opened the door; revealing a beautiful pink-haired maiden sitting in the luxurious interior of the carriage. She was enjoying a sweet treat with no expression on her beautiful, almost porcelain-like face.
The girl was incredibly beautiful, but she actually seemed quite expressionless as she turned to look at him with one of her beautiful cyan eyes covered by her bangs.
—Hello again today, Arthur-sama.
The girl spoke in a soft voice, the tone of which sounded very pleasant to him, even with her apparent lack of emotions. Even from where she stood, Megumi could see that, although incredibly beautiful, she seemed strangely pale, almost as if the blood was barely circulating through her body.
The maid had short shoulder-length hair, combed back with a headband on her forehead and a choker. She looked slim, but not too slim; she seemed to be quite flexible, and from her maid uniform with a skirt only longer than that of a coffee shop maid, a pair of beautiful white legs with thighs pleasing to the eye could be seen; which should naturally come with a cute butt to match.
Her pair of C or D cup breasts were eye-catching enough to admire. Coupled with her two strange decorations that looked like two golden screws on the two sides of her neck covered by a choker, this maid looked strangely familiar to Sora.
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Most importantly, she seemed almost as strong as the old man. He could vaguely sense her immense power. A slight involuntary laugh came from her mouth as she replied in what he felt was a rather friendly tone, “Hello again today, Frax-chan. Let’s go back home.”
—Mn ~
Frax-chan… that sounds familiar too… Where did I hear that nickname?
While thinking about all these confusing things, Sora's body walked towards the carriage as if it was the most normal thing he could do, without hesitation, with a smile on his face that made the other party also smile lightly with a slight blush. Well, it seemed that there was blood in it.
Whatever...
Sora had realized that his calmness in that situation was absolutely strange, especially when thinking about having died or getting into a carriage with an unexpectedly strong butler as a driver and an unknown woman (However beautiful she was), but he really didn't feel the need to make a fuss and preferred to let himself go until he was in a place where he could think in peace and quiet.
Deciding thus with an internal sigh, Sora climbed into the carriage with complete familiarity and sat on the other side of the red velvet chair, crossing his legs with the elegance of a high-born young man, and then suddenly said to “Frax-chan” with flirtatious indifference—Come, you can lie on me if you want~
—…Yes~
A hint of a blush appeared on "Frax-chan's" cheek in response, and while Sora was feeling a little confused as to why she pointed to his left side all of a sudden (there were only three seats), the girl walked over to him and crawled into the seat next to him in a truly sexy pose, eventually snuggling up to Sora like he was a cuddly cat while smiling a little.
He felt her soft body against him, her decent sized breasts pressing against his chest and the girl's soft scent that was as fragrant as roses. "Frax-chan" relaxed onto him easily as he continued to suck on her candy, rubbing her head a bit before falling still, as if she was sleeping.
It didn't end there. Her body moved on its own once more and Sora placed his right arm on her excellent waist casually. It was as if they were lovers or something. Having her erotic ass between his left leg didn't exactly help to understand the "Why?"
Well... this isn't so bad...
Deciding not to think about 'Why?' anymore for now and to at least enjoy the touch of a beautiful girl as he made his way 'home', his head simply turned to look out the window with his chin resting on his hand.
By the way, this one had some lovely wooden trim and curtains to cover it, which were clearly expensive, she noticed, given her lifestyle.
Finally, the carriage started moving and Arthur couldn't even feel the movement. It was as if he was using the usual gliding vehicle in Neo Tokyo.
I hadn't thought about it, but it would have been terrible to have to endure the shaking of a traditional carriage. That's one of the few things I hated about "COHGO" and its cheap medieval carriages...
He was relieved to learn that this was not the case.
Before entering the tunnel, Sora watched with fixed eyes as what looked like a semicircular medieval castle with a beautiful fountain that held a statue of a glorious wise emperor moved away from his sight... and something clicked in his mind.
This... Isn't this the Imperial Bomenslik Academy from the game "Britannia: "The Magic Madman of the Academy"?
The increasingly distant scenery definitely resembled that of the infamous RPG that Sora played many times together with Yuna, his friend with benefits.
12 Classes, Heteromorphs, Aureal Knight...it was a typical school fantasy game filled with beings called "Aspirants", with incredible powers that defy human common sense but, they represented the Human Order....(According to the mobile game made by New Typemoon, at least)
He suddenly remembered that the crazy boy from before resembled the protagonist, Lars Hamilton von Laniere, who was disparagingly known as a fake sorcerer who could only perform sorcery through his special ability, and was even called "Awakened"; a special kind of humans with great talent.
A game world coming to life... really...? He made a mental grimace of surprise.
All in all, this was totally unexpected.
Who in their right mind would believe that a virtual world somehow becomes real? That's something that should only happen in manga and anime.
And why did I have to end up in some stupid fan-made franchise instead of Chronicles of Sant Grial Online?
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Britannia: The Magic Madman of the Academy
Based on a recently abandoned VRMMORPG by New Typemoon that would be remembered for its infamous realism among the few on the market and known as
Unexpectedly, the game that its creator, Xianpai, developed on her own in some random apartment, quickly became a huge phenomenon throughout Japan, especially in Neo Tokyo.
This is due to the excellent adaptation of the highly detailed backstory of the original VRMMORPG, its excellent 3D anime graphics, and the amazing battle scenes carried out by the main heroines against enemies… or even each other.
Furthermore, the game's heroines were extremely beautifully designed, with good backstories for each one that made it easy to sympathize with most of them, as well as having plenty of villains who didn't do "evil" just for the sake of it; to the point that it was a real challenge trying to find a villain that fit the "I'm evil because being evil is cool" image without being a low-level NPC.
This convinced many old players of the original game, such as Shiragaki Sora and Hinakawa Yūna, to play it; although many of them were not convinced that the setting was in the distant future of the original Britannia or that it had a typical Japanese anime style.
Despite this, the game managed to become a sort of famous franchise in Neo Tokyo with which its brilliant and skilled developer, Xianpai, made a lot of money through donations from enthusiastic players on the Quantum Network... However, the franchise had a flaw that Shigaraki Sora... no, that numerous young Japanese considered to be a critical flaw.
"What the hell?! Why does every option this guy can take involve doing something as stupid as challenging the final boss from the start? The guy can stomp you in seconds even if it's just a duel!" (Anonymous Player #1)
“Or for the love of Jheane-sama! What kind of idiot would agree to infiltrate a suspicious sewer that obviously wasn’t there before? All to save a snake he took pity on! Do you even have a brain, redhead? Xianpai-sama, why create this abomination as the protagonist? He only serves to look cute, which makes me even angrier because he’s a man!” (Anonymous Player Number Two)
"That's it! I'm finally done with this idiot Lars and now I have access to my precious Arthur-sama! Yes, yes, yes!" (Anonymous female players)
....it was about the existence of the protagonist, Lars Hamilton von Laniere. The real reason for the first game's interesting name... And the most hated protagonist of the time by almost all fans of the game thanks to his tremendous stupidity!
The same guy who challenged Sora to a duel a few minutes ago despite being weaker than him, a hopeless idiot. If there was anyone who sympathized with Lars or liked him, he wouldn't even dare to say it out loud for fear of being criticized or worse, beaten. That's how bad he was.
In fact, even powerful female heroes and even the franchise's first major boss were more popular than him, with their own figures and other merchandise sold in countless stores, while Lars wasn't even considered worthy of such treatment.
People in the Otaku community didn't like his character, who went beyond cliché and entered a territory of no return where he only triumphed over his enemies through the NPCs who helped him and the tools he collected, being a totally useless guy.
Unlike others, Lars could only use his special ability once or twice and had an extreme reliance on Magic Crystal Shards to create new Skill Orbs, even with the proper materials… Just because his talent was trash even at something anyone could do!
I mean, there was that guy from an old Typemoon game, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who people liked to call Gudao for some reason I honestly can't remember, who relied on powerful mythical heroes to save the world rather than being powerful on his own, but... this was totally different... At least that protagonist could beat the crap out of Lars on his own!
Even the heroines had a more realistic character and greater power development than Lars, although many still fell in love with Lars for some inexplicable reason; which made some Yuri enthusiasts imagine to themselves that Lars was a woman when that happened….
Regardless, the final boss of the first game, who was extravagantly called the "Black Dragon King" despite not being an actual King or Dragon, on the other hand, was the game's real draw for many of its players to the point of being treated as if he were the true protagonist of the story.
Especially with the end-game rewards, which allowed players to play as their character, even if it was only for a total of two hours of gameplay.
That final boss was actually a kind of dark hero who had realistic reasons to fight, real talents to show, and a nice personality compared to Lars, who was such an idealistic hero to the point of insanity.
The final boss was compared to famous antiheroes from entertainment history, leaving his indelible mark on entertainment history. Many of his lines even became famous memes, such as the incredibly popular line "I politely ask you to get lost..." said with coldness and noble elegance.
Many fans said that the final boss should be the man of all the heroines, some made fanfictions with Lars suffering NTR from Arthur or the final boss going back in time and taking all those beautiful girls for himself before they fell in love with Lars. Of course, there was no lack of FanFictions where worthless otakus became that final boss and lived the good life with the heroines in wild and passionate sex.
Lars, compared to the final boss, seemed like an unpleasant secondary character with too many blessings on his person (if we ignore the various beatings he received throughout the game's story, haha).
It even took the concept of being dense to the same level as a black hole, so much so that it seemed like it could devour the light of real stars around it mercilessly, which was extremely frustrating.
The final boss had his own harem of beautiful sub-bosses, which many of his fans said was more believable than Lars'. He wasn't so dumb that he could absorb the surrounding light and he did appear in 18+ content with several rather implicit scenes showing his prowess in bed with women, something that players of a certain age might not enjoy, unfortunately.
...And that beloved final boss was Arthur Pendragon von Draco Silva... or to put it plainly, the current Arthur that Shigaraki Sora became. Realizing this, he was stunned.
I became the most popular final boss in a mobile game with a trashy hero who would be better off being the tsundere heroine of a Yuri manga...!
As he thought about the hero who was hated by many players and even used as an insult in some cases by both himself and random criminals, Arthur (Sora) involuntarily laughed, unintentionally attracting Frax's attention.
She tilted her head as if to show the confusion that was not reflected on her face. “Arthur-sama?”
—It's nothing, Frax-chan, I just remembered something funny.
-Like what?
-Well…
Sora was quick to give him a satisfactory answer while on the outside his new body smiled seductively at him. This girl had incredible intelligence and it would be best to convince her that there was nothing strange about him. The best thing would be to say something that Arthur could say. Then, something clicked in his mind.
—I was reminded of some stupid, disrespectful nobles who looked like clowns with their constant screams and senseless accusations coming out of their fat, ugly faces, and I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry if I bothered you.
What he said wasn't exactly a lie; those nobles made him laugh in animes and mangas... mockingly, of course.
—Oh~ It's okay. Although I don't understand what could be funny about a group of clowns playing their horrible trumpets like the aristocratic faction~
—haha...
The maid nodded, her eyes narrowing with a serious expression as she said all that for a moment, and quickly returned to her previous position, cradling herself in his embrace. Sora just smiled, somewhat in disbelief; thinking that if he didn't know much about the game he would think that this girl was simply using him as a mere pillow and had no respect for him... But that wasn't the case.
Although they weren't actually lovers, this adorable Kuudere was very fond of him. Not only that... she was willing to kill entire armies for him.
You see, this beautiful maiden with the strange decoration on her neck is one of the underbosses in the service of Arthur von Pendragon, and her full name is Franx Leumiere; the Chimera of the Roses.
Yes, this beautiful, adorable, and honestly sexy maiden wasn't human at all... well, 97% of her body was from different pure human maidens actually. And as you can guess from that, she's an almost Frankenstein-esque artificial being, created not by a mad scientist or a deranged alchemist, but by a crazy necromancer who served Arthur as a subordinate and lover, who was also a sub-boss of the game.
In this world, it was the Necromancers who dealt with matters involving souls and corpses who created Chimeras instead of Alchemists. It was a disgusting art that was banned in many countries, especially the one used to create Franx. That is, human bodies combined and modified with both biomancy and DNA manipulation technology that should be lost and banned at the same time.
The necromancer who slept with Arthur wanted to create a masterpiece. And for some reason, she thought that combining parts of beautiful virgin maidens and other small fragments of monsters would make them perfect. As a result of such a twisted idea, she killed many women who, according to her, no one would miss at all, cutting off parts that she liked... really evil.
It should be noted that the maiden here was not the only one who was the fruit of such evil experiments, Franx had two other chimeric sisters with whom together they made up the {Leumiere Sisters}.
They were all girls who looked adorable and beautiful in everyone's eyes... but they were extremely dangerous monsters not only because of their origins and the monstrous parts they hid, but also because they did not hesitate to kill those who opposed their master without mercy or pity...
Realizing this, Arthur, or rather, Sora, mentally shuddered. Any attraction he had felt for Franx diminished quite a bit... (He wouldn't lie, she was pretty and there was still something there. No self-respecting straight man wouldn't have feelings for this ass, right?)
Thank goodness they were made to be loyal to Arthur until death...
That was a pretty reassuring consolation.
After all, he could still remember very well the monstrous abilities that the crazy Necromancer created for each of her "Daughters", especially the abilities that the younger sister in front of him developed on her own; and he wasn't lying when he said he didn't want to experience it.
She let out a soft sigh voluntarily, which made Franx shiver slightly. Although she didn't seem very talkative, she was clearly very attentive to him. He didn't know what to think of that... if she suddenly went crazy upon learning that he wasn't Arthur, would Arthur's power and martial experience help her win?
After all, he wouldn't be a final boss if he was just a pretty face...
Come to think of it, the final boss was famous in this world not only for being the Archduke and the youngest recipient of the Aureal Knight title in history, but also for being the most handsome man in the entire empire, right?
Sora belatedly remembered that many of the female students surrounding him were murmuring "How cool..." with dreamy eyes and blushing faces in their discussion with Lars.
Suddenly, from worrying about his little new life, he felt very lucky. He didn't know why he had ended up in this world, but despite having literal monsters as subordinates, he was still happy to leave his scary face and bad reputation behind if he could live as the most handsome and richest man in the entire empire; a literal teenage archduke.
Anyway, he was an orphan with a rather indifferent uncle in the real world and his sensei... yeah, I wouldn't miss him.
The only one he would miss would be the beautiful and mischievous Yūna, but she wasn't his girlfriend but just another girl in his life so that was fine. As for his grandfather, it would be a little sad not being able to visit his grave but, knowing him as the old Otaku that he was, he would probably tell him "Damn brat, I'm so jealous! Switch places with me!"
Yes, she would definitely be happy for him so that he would not regret it in the hereafter.