Gaining a level.
Two days have passed, since I convinced the family to let me stay here with them.
They really took a nut of my background story, Hira clings even more on to me.
Simjon and Lira have grown closer to me and I think Simjon took a real liking to me. Not in matters of sexual consent, but more of a second daughter.
Whilst this two days, I was not allowed to step out of the house, because Lira demanded on my safety for as long as she could stay with me.
And she told me that my appearance is somewhat unusual around this place and could bring some trouble.
She has send Simjon to talk over with the Mayor of this town. It seems they really want to adopt me into their family. Since Simjon has requested an appointment at a place called registration office.
I learned that it is usual to have everything documented, such as how many people live in a town and who they are. As for me, well I don't have any documents which could identify me.
So Simjon and Lira have requested that I am to visit the registration office and get my certificates, it would also state me as a member of their family.
By the way, the family name of Lira, Simjon and Hira is Vastgard. So for the future I am called Cleo Vastgard.
I also gained some good insight on who the Vastgards are.
As matters stand, the Vastgard family owns a renowned Dojo in this town and Simjon is the head of the guards here.
The town is called Sculd. And even if its size seemed very large to me, I've been told that that's not the case. This town is actually one of the smaller ones.
But nevertheless currently harboring up to 200.000 people.
The two days were slightly boring, if not for the few books from Hira's school equipment I would've died of boredom.
But it had its uses as well, since I managed to level my language skill.
Language of Scorpia lvl 6
Now I am able to speak well and I can also write and read a little.
And it seems as if I can level some skills due using them, but not all.
For Example was I trying to lvl my mana manipulation... without success.
Most of the time I either read a book, tried at least, or watched Lira doing some housework.
Hira always went to school very early in the morning and came back at the evening.
Currently we four are all sitting at the dinning table, since Simjon has prepared supper.
“Cleo, I will accompany you tomorrow. The REO has set our appointment for your certifications at noon.”
Simjon says to me, while munching on a chicken leg.
(AN: REO= registration office, yes I am lazy as fuck)
“Yes, then you finally are my legit sister. Isn't that great Cleo?"
Hira sounds in excitement besides me.
She has grown a new habit, since we sit besides each other she always drives through my hair.
Boasting every time in excitement how wonderful and silky my hair seemingly is.
I don't actually dislike that anymore, maybe I've grown accustomed to her behavior already.
"Mn"
There's not much for me to answer, so back to my main attention. Chicken!
It seems that meat is not as rare and precious as I would've guessed. We have it everyday and as a matter in my favor, Simjon remembered my favoritism for chicken and always prepares lots of it.
"Mhh, we will also need another room for Cleo. She can't always sleep with Hira."
Lira states the obvious with a small smirk, staring at Hira.
"What? Why not, she always slept well... didn't you Cleo?"
Hira is stunned and desperately looking for support from me.
"Mn, I've slept well. But my own room sounds nice."
I turn towards Hira and drift apart at the imagination of my own room.
That would be very convenient and I don't have to serve as personal cushion anymore.
Even though I might miss the warmth of Hiras body.
No, no. That's just not right. I am a male, even if only on the inside...
“No, come on Cleo. You can't leave me alone again and even if so, we don't have space for another room.”
Hira jumps at the thought of me leaving her room, trying to argue the obvious
“Well at least there you have a point. We already used the last building license, to build your abstruse huge bath...”
Simjon chuckles at Hira and keeps munching his chicken leg.
“Then a compromise, how about Cleo will stay at your room. But! We will buy her her own bed.”
Lira speaks a word of consent
“Uh, fine.”
A little unwilling, but Hira accepts
“And you Cleo? Will that be ok for you as well?”
Lira asks me expecting
“Mn.”
I have the feeling that I don't really have another choice, but its not so bad to stay at Hira's room.
So I simply nod.
“Good, Honey make sure to take Cleo to the shopping area tomorrow. You can bring the bed after your appointment.”
A resolute smile on Liras face implies her demand, as she speaks to Simjon.
The next day
Hira always wakes up so early in the morning. How damn early need they to attend at their school.
The sun has not even risen yet and we already finished breakfast...
Not comparable to my old times on earth, I've almost always slept till afternoon.
“Those dresses are pretty cute on you too Cleo. It's a good thing we've kept small Hiras old clothes, as they are a real sight on you.”
Yes, by the moment right now I am undergoing some huge gender conflict.
As Lira took her chance on me after breakfast, putting Hiras old dresses to use on me.
She even managed to enhance a wooden wall with some kind of mirror spell.
I need to learn that.
Aren't I cute in this blue laced dress....
tha... heck I am.
But something within me says I don't want to like my own appearance right now, this is so embarrassing.
“Cleo? Ah, here you are. It's time, we need to head to the shopping area.”
Simjon, my savior! He suddenly breaks in through the door and saves me from turning into a full time doll of Liras joy.
“Oh already? My, my time flies by. Good, dear don't forget to look for the things I've mentioned to you before.”
Lira stored the dresses in a box
“Not so fast young lady!”
The moment I want to follow Simjon, Lira grabs my shoulder and pulls me back.
“Where do you think you are going with that mess of a hair. You are to meet the official representatives of this country. I can't let you meet them with messy hair or clothes.”
So in fact the clothes I tried were for now...
Lira is a natural when it comes to dressing and fixing messy hair. Within seconds I found my self sitting in front of her, with a comb in my hairs. Whilst Lira rashly braids my hair.
Simjon, slightly impatient, stands at the door side waiting for me.
I also got to wear the blue lace dress from before.
“Alright, you may go. Take care you too.”
Lira says and pushes me toward the door
“Good, let's go Cleo. A slightly long way ahead of us.”
Simjon adds and shoves me in direction of the door.
It's the first time in three days that I am finally able to see a little more of this world.
I am very excited.
I am indicated by Simjon to wait in front of the door for him, as he has still something to talk about with Lira.
I can't hold back and risk to spy through an opening of the door.
“Honey, you be sure to keep an eye on her. You know about the dangers the most.”
Lira worriedly says
“Don't worry too much. I am well known within those organizations, I doubt they dare to act whilst my presence.”
Simjon states back
“Yes, know that much. But her appearance just too much resembles that of... you know, its just best to stay on alert. After all she has already experienced the worst kind of fate. If something is going to happen to her, what would that mean for her psyche. She's lucky to have accepted her fate with as less psychological damage as now already...”
Liras voice carries traces of anxiety
“its alright, I'll be there.”
Simjon suddenly hugs Lira and comforts her with a kiss
“Ah, its late already we really need to take off now, otherwise I am afraid we will be late for the meeting.”
Another kiss for Lira and Simjon parts with his wife stepping towards me.
I rashly take distance from the door and smile at his entrance.
Ping!
Eavesdrop reached lvl 3
So this skill is also one of those which can level due to the simple usage.
I am curious how much this skill enhances my listening...
“So, shall we Cleo?”
Simjon smiles back and steps outside, indicating me to follow.
“Mn, I am very excited.”
And really I am, man how have I longed to step out of the house.
But what was that about my appearance, Lira mentioned? And which organizations...
Just in case I'll keep track of my surroundings.
I step outside and am already flashed.
Much more, compared to the first time I walked through the town with Lira carrying me, this time around I can perceive my surroundings as a complete.
Turns out that, contrary to my expectation, this town is not dirty at all.
Despite being really a medieval town as you would imagine one, the streets are clean, the houses look stable and solid without any sign of withering.
And the most astonishing is, the people.
There are so many people, the streets are crowded to their extends. Stalls being present at nearly every free spot and yelling merchants bargaining about their products.
“Be sure to keep by my side Cleo, don't want to loose you here.”
I am offered a hand from Simjon, as he bemused smiles at my astonished face.
I know, that I would normally refuse to cling to someones else hand...
But in consideration how small I am right now, no one would ever have seen me grabbing someones hand as fast as now.
As we walk, we pass many different stalls. Most of them selling stuff I've never seen in my life before.
And Simjon has not lied as he said, we need to walk for a while. Firstly I wondered why we would depart right after breakfast, now I know why...
Half an hour outside of the house, still walking through lots of side alleys, main streets and passing some really obscure looking houses.
“We are nearly there. Do you see that fountain, we will take a small rest there.”
Simjon points towards an opening within the street we are currently walking.
As I follow his indication, a more open place comes to my vision. It seems that we are heading to something like a market square and in its middle a golden fountain greets everyone entering the square.
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“This looks so fantastic!”
I can't hold my fascination, this world is great. So much more interesting than my old world.
The golden fountain is embed in something I can only identify as marble and all around the market square are some larger buildings with wooden or metal signs stating them to be shops.
Crowds of people stand all over the place, some in groups talking and hanging out together, others in fronts of those shops looking through the display windows.
“Yeah, this is always a magnificent view. Ayoh, come Cleo let's have a small break.”
A small sigh leaves Simjon, and shortly after he slightly pulls my hand to imply to follow him.
“Mn.”
I nod and hurry to follow after him, his steps are much faster than mine...
If only I would've have my height from back then.
I am led into one of said shops. One of the rather smaller buildings in this area. A kind of Cafe.
The rustic interior looks simple, but also very comfortable. Simjon leads the way and we sit down at a small corner, only served with a wooden table and a, not very comfortable, bench to sit on.
But the flair in this cafe seems to have gathered a lot of peoples interest. Besides Simjon and me, there are a lot of other customers chitchatting and enjoying their CAKES?
“I want a cake!”
UPS, that came out loud. I embarrassingly cover my mouth with my hands.
“Hahaha, alrighty. I'll treat you to a cake dear. Just wait here for a minute, I'll be right back.”
His laughter wholeheartedly continuing, Simjon steps away from our sitting place and heads towards a counter.
“Cake, cake, cake”
I start humming, god how do I long for some ca...
“Ping”
Danger perception lvl 7 strongly enhanced by: Undead Activated Run, someone wants to rape you!
The immediate sense of danger befalls you!
once already felt the sense and danger of death itself,
you are able to determine incoming dangers very proficient.
An immediate danger lurks around you.
What?
The fuck, what is this creepy sensation...
I get interrupted from a skill plopping into my vision and simultaneously feel a very strong urge to hide.
“Swoosh”
One second, it took the man clad in black one second to appear out of nowhere right in front of me.
With overbearing power he grabs for my body and pulls me over.
“SIMJO!...”
I want to yell, but rashly feel a cold and sweaty hand covering my mouth.
Another sensation adds in, a blurry shadow starts to cover both, the kidnapper and me.
I feel dizzy and the world around me starts swirling.
“Plop”
You got poisoned. Poisoned by: Chloroform
Somewhere in a dark place
“Simjon!, Ahhrg”
I drive up and scream for Simjon and realize I have a huge headache.
What the fuck was that. I look around the place, only to recognize the uncomfortable feeling around my wrists and ankles as handcuffs and chains.
Someone tied me up!?
“Hoh, so you're finally awake. Haha lil one, gave us sure some trouble.”
A voice sounds from somewhere near me and I feel that my eyes were also blindfolded.
Those bastards!
“Indeed, if not for that small second leaving you alone, our chance in capturing you would've been nearly zero. Hehe”
Another voice! So there are at least two of em.
I try to figure my situation, even though it feels very bad right now.
“What do you want from me?”
I yell into the room, without actually seeing anything.
“Haha, what we want? Funny girl, as if you don't know...”
One voice sounded, now significantly nearer to me
“Keh, a noble you are. What is there for us to want, if not some good penny!
That damned Guard captain Vastgard had his eyes pretty damn close on you.”
Money? But I am not a noble?...
“But I am not a no...”
I stop speaking immediately after reconsidering my situation
what if they are to find out, that I am a worthless peasant, not worth even a single penny...
No, for now just play their game or should I try to break free from those shackles?
Am I even strong enough to break iron?
I know I can run extremely fast, but what about my strength.
Ah crap, why does this have to happen to me, I was just starting to really like this new life..
Even my thoughts start ti run wild.
“Hmm? Girl what was that? You are no what?”
The first mans voice slowly whispered into my ear. Carrying a sarcastic undertone.
Too close, he's too close.
I can smell his breath, a disgusting combination of neglected dental care and some kind of alcohol.
My stomach starts to turn upside down.
“Now that I see you up close, you are indeed a beauty with no comparison. Maybe we should've some fun with yer, before we sell you back?”
No, god no. The second man even goes as far as groping me.
I feel his slick hands maneuvering from top to bosom, sliding roughly inside my dress.
A squeeze on my breast and a flick with his tongue over my face.
I feel how my lungs get heavy, the smell the touching....
I nearly vomit.
“Sniff, let me go. Please!”
This is none of my web novel situations... at least not for the main protagonist.
This is the real thing, rape, murder? Right in this moment life here seems no ounce better than my life before.
Even worse, my sobbing gets out of control.
“Hahah, don't cry. Come you'll like it as well, sooner or later WHAHA.”
The first mans voice sounds again, sarcastically ignoring my lamenting.
He ads in on his companion and starts touching me.
Then, a bare second later I feel a different sensation...
No! No, one of those guys has taken out his dick.
“No! Let me go! I will kill you! I will ki...”
~Slap!~
one of them hit me and ended my hysterical rant
I limply lie on the cold stone ground awaiting what might happen next.
Have I given up?
Maybe, what could I do... I've taken wrong abilities
One of the men bows over me, tightly grabbing me by my collar and lifting me in an upright position.
It will start, he will really rape me...
I cry and sob.
Something tears my clothes and I feel how my body gets bare naked.
The two men moan in disgusting manners and the only thing I do right now, is covering my ears.
Both of my hands went over my ears, to surely cover every single noise of those bastards.
Suddenly something warm and fluid splashes on my body
I can't hold it and vomit everything I have.
That took the last toll out of my nerves, my body went complete numb and my hands fall down.
“Rash! Take her out of here! And don't even dare to let one part of this scenery slip into her vision!”
Huh? This voice.. I know that voice...
I am too shocked to react and my mind is spinning to realize what has happened.
“Yes Sir, As you command!”
A choral of some people sound around me
A tight grip around my body lifts me up and I feel how I am carried somewhere.
“Its alright now girl, no one will hurt you here.”
A relaxing voice tries to comfort me, its that of a woman.
The blindfold, which covered my face, gets lifted and the bright light, sunlight, shines into my eyes.
A traumatic experience has caused you to lose some of your humanity.
A new skill acquired: Fury of the Lichqueen Some indecent Human shits tried their puns on you?
Let them know how much of a mistake that was!
This skill allows you to obliterate those who defy you.
If activated grants following:Strength increase by 400Aura of the Queen
Some new skills... I am not in the mood right now. I feel as if a heavy stone on my heart was created. And it would only disappear if I were to wipe those fucks out by myself.
By now I recognize the fluid on my body, red and sticky.
Its blood?!
“Hiek”
I manage to squeeze a surprised shriek out. As I thought, my voice is a no go right now, my whole body is still shivering.
“Its ok, Cleo is your name right?I am Nina, the captain personally struck down the man, pity he was not as cool headed as he normally is, so some blood got spilled all over you. But let's wash that away for now.”
The smart and warmly looking woman offered me a silver bowl with water.
Afterwards she brings me inside a house. I am placed safely on a bed, as another woman enters the room and places another bowl with hot water in front of me. Then the Nina softly starts washing me.
It feels nice and Nina really cares for me. Steadily I return a part of my composure. At least so much that I stopped sobbing and shivering.
I am deep in my thoughts, I lost some of my humanity?
Well I can't say that I haven't at least considered wiping all of them from this planet.
Only Nina's care managed to preserve my sanity for now. If this is how a woman feels by being raped, I can understand why they wouldn't want to talk about that afterwards.
Nina finishes the cleaning and brings me a wonderful nice dress. Its only a plane barock like one, but its something to wear.
“Cleo! Are you alright! Gods I am so sorry for letting that happen to you!”
This voice sounds always so sympathetic, Of course it belongs to Simjon.
Who now, fully covered in sweat and totally exhausted storms into the room and yelling.
“Oh Cleo, are you alright. I am so sorry, you're safe now.”
He cowers besides me and finally lowers his voice.
The worry in his face is undeceivable.
“Mn, I am fine now.”
A weak answer from me, but it is as it is.
I still am a little shocked
“You must be tired, after all they had you captured for more than one day.”
Simjon adds still worried.
One whole day? No wonder I feel so exhausted.
But there is no meaning for me to be thinking of sleep right now, there is this unnerving restlessness inside my body.
Something that really needs to be released, a surge of anger and fury ruptures throughout my body.
“What happened to the men who kidnapped me?”
With a small effort I brought this question to Simjon.
“They are under arrest, right in this time they are flocked outside in the middle of the market square.
By the day of tomorrow they are to be executed. To lapidate is the judgments verdict.”
Nina tells me without concern
“NINA! Why do you tell her that!”
Simjon snarls at Nina in worry the new information would concern me in any way.
“I.., I am sorry Sir.”
Nina tries to justify only to bend in after.
“Its ok, I don't mind”
No definitely not, I don't mind that at all.
Some sinister thoughts find their way inside my train of thoughts.
This night would be a wonderful one...
“Ok dear, we will let you take your rest now. If you need anything Nian will be at the room next to yours.”
Simjon hugs me tight and reassures me again, that everything is alright now.
Several hours later
A look out of the window tells me that it must be around midnight already. I've barely slept, a special thought always swept my mind and left me from sleeping.
Oh how wonderful would it be if I could just feel the life of those two bastards going to waste by my own hands.
This thought over and over pierced in my mind.
So I decided already.
With quite steps I open the door to my room.
Not locked!
Rather why would they lock my room?
The door makes no sound and I slip past it in no time. The odds are in my favor, as the entrance is very near to my position right now.
Also not locked?...
Maybe in a medieval town hey do not lock their doors.
I sneakily manage to walk past the door without anyone noticing me.
And again is my luck fond of me, this house I left right now, is directly connected to the market square.
And there I see them already.
Two pathetic silhouettes, flocked in front of the golden fountain.
I use my scouting skill, just in case there were some guards, but I can't find any other people right now.
So I slowly walk towards them, feeling the rapid surge of fury and anger boiling up inside me again.
I feel like fire is flooding through my veins and my mind seems only focused the two men.
I step in front of them, just looking in silence at the both of them.
“Tsk, look who hadn't already enough of us Jasper.”
One of the men recognizes me and speaks to the other.
“Mhmp, haha. Come little girl, just a little nearer. Don't you want to continue were we left?”
The other man, a slightly battered appearance, must be the one whom Simjon had cut open, laughs in a mocking manner at me
Even though the both of them are flocked, they have nothing to loose, so they still try to get me with their useless blurting.
And they are pretty successful, the rage within my heart grows and grows.
How could I let those scumbags do that to me!??
Why does something like this has to happen to me?
Was that another pun of this shitty God?
Hate I feel hate
Suddenly I scream
“Fury of the Lichqueen”
An instant reaction, without warnings clouds darker than black spread over the market square and a tremendous mass of energy gathers around me.
“Whaa? What is this.! STOP!”
No you little shit this time its me who will have her way with you.
Ping!
Fury of the Lichqueen has been activated Strength increased by 400 Aura of the Queen activated
A ravaging energy ripple bursts apart from my body, covering me in a bright icy-blueish light.
Within seconds the ground beneath me creates spider web like cracks and a layer of unforgiving frost starts to spread throughout the stone.
I take a step closer to the both of them. And enjoy the current state of them.
They wiggle and try to scream as much as their pathetic souls can, but I have the full understanding of my power here.
Layers of life taking frost have entered their bodies, making it impossible to utter even a single sound and with merciless forth going I watch as their petty lives take steps closer to death.
Meanwhile some townspeople have realized that something has happened. I feel their presences all around the place.
But they are unable to penetrate through the dark clouds, lightnings shot down in arrhythmic patterns, leaving huge impact marks on the ground. As the dark clouds perfectly isolate me and the two bastards from the rest of the world.
“I will not let you off so easily!”
I scream in an unsatisfied way, as I came to realization that the both of them become icy statues, instead of living men.
I fury I through a fist punch at them.
“Sprash!”
My fist impacted on them bringing instant death. The frozen bodies splatter into thousands of pieces and the ground beneath them bulges inside out and ending up exploding.
The force of my punch has led the earth to implode, because to much of my mana energy has went inside the earth.
Ping!
Soulcounter You have gathered new souls 2 souls Puny souls left by the wasted men who met their befitting end.
This is the power bank of a Lichqueen, normal people use silver or gold
to accumulate power.
You simply use souls, isn't that convenient?
Each soul can be used as a soldier, don't worry only powerful souls can
resist your control. Souls need a Hollow to create an undead.
I have no time to read the new pop up, soon I realize how my situation right now is.
A large circle of black clouds surrounds me, but outside are masses of spectators, only waiting to see what might have happened here.
How the hell am I supposed to walk outside this without being noticed.
Ping!
You gained a lvl +1 5 skill points have been received
Ping!
You gained a lvl +1 10 skill points have been received
Ping!
You gained a lvl +1 5 skill points have been received
Ping!
You gained a lvl +1 4 skill points have been received
Ping!
You gained a lvl +1 6 skill points have been received