Chapter 62 – Counseling for Teenagers
Wrong.
Emily guy.
I was completely off guard.
As she sees the thick wooden bat falling over her head, she sees a light of bewilderment and fear floating in her eyes.
Dig
Full force on her thighs.
A 100m sprint runner jumped out as if starting with a gunshot.
Ah.
Why did I play balance?
I’ll save some stats.
Although the agility stat of 125 is by no means low, I don’t know why it looks so slow at this moment.
First of all, activate the clone technique!
An alter ego with the same stats as me appears behind me.
As soon as the alter ego, who shared my thoughts, came out, it supported the soles of my feet with its hands as if it recognized its role.
“Request! Haap!”
I push the soles of my feet with all my might.
It is like gaining a second thrust in the air.
When my alter ego, with a strength stat of 125, pushed me as hard as it could, I was shot toward Emily as fast as a real cannon ball.
Emily’s face came closer in an instant.
You can see beads of sweat running down her temples.
“Who told you to be so careless!”
It was pushed back as it shrieked at her and wrapped around her.
And a heartless wooden bat falling on my shoulder.
Pooeouk
“Heh heh!”
Oh, that really hurts
As far as I can think, it doesn’t seem to fit my head.
If I had been hit in the head with such a terrifying bat, it would have been obvious that my head would have exploded all at once.
Instead, there is no strength in the left shoulder.
This broke my shoulder.
One hundred percent
I’m tired, fuck.
Emily is held in my arms in a princess hug.
Judging by the fact that her eyes were tightly closed, she seemed to have predicted her own end.
When she feels no pain, she slowly opens her eyes.
And I face my breath and eyes that I feel close to me.
“… Why?”
“What’s wrong, you bitch who has a lot of hands. My shoulder was broken because of you.”
“Ah!”
Only then do I widen my eyes when I see my completely shattered, boneless shoulder.
And the screams of my wives in the distance.
“Oh, Damon! Are you okay?”
“This! Protect the master!”
“Master, you can’t die!”
“Chwiik! Crisis! Charge everyone!”
“Kwiyiik!”
My men, who belatedly grasped the situation, charged at once.
I glanced back and saw what the monster that had attacked me was.
“… A troll.”
-Status window-
Name: Trundle
Title: King of Trolls
Occupation: Troll Chief
LEVEL: 40
Strength: 100 Dexterity: 60 Intelligence: 1 Luck: 120
Bonus Stat: 0
Karma Level: 15
Skills: infinite recovery, infinite regeneration
Status: Anger
Shit.
Was it troll territory?
Trundle must be the boss here.
A dozen other trolls appear one after another behind him.
Of course, he’s not a level 40 monster like the guy who just hit me with a wooden bat.
The other trolls average around level 25.
Still, the troll’s basic physical is different, so the combined stats are quite high.
As a human, you need to be level 35 to be able to compare the stats with trolls.
And among my subordinates, there are numerous people around level 30.
“You bastards! How dare you, Master!”
“I will not forgive you!”
“I’ll cut off all your limbs!”
Oh.
The forest crew wielding knives with their eyes wide open slashes the trolls.
“Chwiik! Surround everyone and fire a salvo!”
“Chwiiik!”
Fuchush fuchush
The troll is distracted by iron spikes flying from all directions and turns into a skewer.
“Quik! Kwiyiik!”
“Pww!”
I can’t understand the words, but the heavy armor is a cry of a similar nuance.
Thirty orcs seize the troll’s limbs, immobilize them, and then dismember them.
Finally Cheryl.
Squeak
Not a single word.
Reaching level 40, she single-handedly took on the troll and slit her throat with a single shot.
This is possible because she not only has high stats, but also has excellent skills.
A dozen or so trolls are a picture that can be sorted out in an instant.
It was then.
A thought pops into my head as my shoulder feels like it’s going to break.
“Hey! Leave about seven of them.”
It’s a little late.
My men belatedly stopped the swords, but most of them have already been hacked to pieces, and only about five are barely alive.
Let’s embrace these guys for now.
Monster Road!
[Four trolls have become your followers. 94/100 monsters are currently in your household.]
Huh?
Where is one?
When I turn my head, I see one last opponent.
“… You monstrosity!”
“Chwiik! The iron needle doesn’t work at all!”
“Even if a hand is cut off, the hand grows back as a whole bone. What is your resilience?”
“Koo wo oh oh!”
Trundle, the king of trolls.
This guy is definitely something different.
First of all, the height reaches 4m ~ 5m from the size.
Other trolls are about 3m to 4m tall, but only this one is particularly large.
Twice the height of Orcs.
I didn’t know the day would come when the Orcs, who always looked like lumps, looked small.
The combined stat is almost 300.
The skill is a monstrous resilience.
Coveted
But that’s it.
“Emily. How long are you going to hold me in my arms?”
The situation is already coming to an end, but she is holding me in my arms like a princess, staring blankly at my bare shoulder.
Hey, you’re number 2 in level ranking among my subordinates.
Just eat like this… You’re not saying that, but you’re just wasting my arms?
“… Ah!”
“If you wake up, go and subdue that troll.”
“By the way, the lord’s shoulders… “
“A little while ago, you said you were killing me. What are you worried about all of a sudden? Hurry up and help Cheryl.”
“… Yes.”
Biting her lip at my words, Emily slips out of my arms, but she joins the hunt for Trundle.
Certainly, the atmosphere changed drastically when one level 37 joined.
In the meantime, if everyone felt embarrassed by Trundle’s grotesque resilience, it felt like Emily’s involvement made her attack power stronger than her resilience.
In the end, within 5 minutes, Trundle was completely subdued and placed in front of me like prey.
“Monster Road”
[Trundle, the king of trolls, has become one of your followers. 95/100 monsters are currently in your household]
Hunting and harvesting is over.
I woke up staggering.
Mei fidgets as she looks at my shoulder with tears in her eyes.
“Ugh!”
“West! Oh my god! What should I do?”
What should I do?
The remaining potion is zero.
It’s been a long time since I’ve used up sex with my girls.
Recently, while treating the earthquake wounds on the pharynx of the members of the Ghost Corps, I even shaved off the last bottle.
But if there is no way, there is no way, right?
There are no potions that consider chickens instead of pheasants, but there are many potion ingredients.
“Give me troll blood.”
“… Troll blood?”
Okay.
We don’t know if the troll’s blood is actually a potion ingredient.
However, I was the president of a web novel in the previous world.
In countless web novels I have read, troll blood has always been used as a key ingredient in potion making as a symbol of regeneration and resilience.
In fact, aren’t Trundle’s skills infinite regeneration and infinite recovery?
Obviously, eating their blood and applying it would have an effect, if not as much as a processed potion.
My order was quickly carried out.
There were many troll corpses, so the amount of blood drawn was almost a truck.
“Ugh… I’ve collected it once. But what are you going to do with this?”
“Put it on my shoulders.”
And I swallowed about half of the blood Mei brought with me on the spot.
And the taste…
“Wow! Oooh!”
“Sir, West! Are you okay?”
“Fuck! It’s fucking tasteless!”
How should I express this?
Should I say it feels like melting car tires?
The rubber-like taste on the tongue makes me feel nauseous.
“Uh? I think Seo-Bang’s shoulder has recovered a little. Although this blood looks disgusting, it must work!”
“Okay?”
That’s good.
My prediction was correct, but why am I so nauseous?
However, I feel something cold in my eyes.
When I looked up, Mei was looking at me with an ominous smile.
“Seobang-sama, since I know it works, I need to drink more. Open your mouth. Oh~”
“… “
Emily.
It’s a thousand times, it’s a nabal, and I just want to kill it.
I can’t even kill him anyway because of the devil’s contract.
I was trying to save that bitch and ended up like this.
I don’t want to eat troll blood raw.
Help me.
Shivaaaaal!
Gulp
“That’s right, eat well~ My master, well done~”
Who is the owner?
Like master and slave?
I’m lying on Mei’s lap, wrapped in her bandage, drinking the troll blood that Mei oozes like a baby.
Now that I’m injured, the march is all-stop.
Everyone built a temporary camp there to wait for my recovery.
There were heavy armored Orcs and newly incorporated strong trolls, so the camp was built quickly and everyone finished eating.
A strange atmosphere where everyone looks at me and prays for recovery.
Suddenly, a strange sound is heard in the heavy atmosphere where even the sound of breathing is not carelessly heard.
Jjaaaaak
Looking at the epicenter of her sound with May’s lap pillow on, there are Cheryl and Emily glaring at each other.
Emily’s cheeks are red and swollen.
Cheryl slapped Emily on the cheek.
“You, I’ve been waiting for you lately. Are you so excited that you have some talent and hurt your master while blind in this dangerous forest?”
Cheryl is the only person here who can actually do that to Emily.
Because she was the master who allowed her to learn her swordsmanship and the only one whose level was higher than Emily’s.
“… What to say You want to kill him anyway, so that’s a good thing, right?”
Oh.
That’s puberty
Watch me spit it out without going through the brain.
Come to think of it, Emily is only 15 years old, right?
She is 15 years old on Earth, out of 2.
Just in time for that disease to come.
“Emily, don’t you think what you’re saying makes no sense even if you think about it? You are cursing and spitting at the person who saved your life.”
“Aunt Elisha. Did I do that wrong? That guy is cheap even if he dies. The destroyer of our village. Isn’t it?”
Here, Emily enlists Elisha, the landlord, as her reinforcements.
She thought that Elisha, a woman from Krass Manor and the wife of her village chief, would take her side.
Honestly, I understand Emily’s feelings.
In a peaceful village, I say goodbye to my male family and now I am told to fight at the risk of my life.
That’s why I called Emily my nemesis from the beginning.
Elisha stares intently at Emily, then opens her mouth.
“… Emily, I’m sorry, but all of her aunts and sisters love Master Damon. For now, we, like Mrs. Cheryl, resent you for hurting our master.”
Emily looks at Elisha with an expression of disbelief.
She thought that she had been fighting like my opponent as the representative of Kras Manor, but she knew that it was actually a fight by herself, so she should be shocked.
“And aside from that, it’s the right thing to say thank you to any enemy, even if they are saved. After that, even if you release the silver circle, you have to release it.”
“… It’s crazy. You all are crazy!”
Emily screams and runs through the forest.
Hey, just running through this deep forest at night?
Ha, adolescent girl.
It’s hard to handle.
It seems that the wrinkles are growing naturally.
This is why her parents are great.
Even if she doesn’t do anything and only raises her child until he or she grows up, that person has done a really big job.
“Emily! Emily! Come back!”
“Ugh… I will follow you.”
“No! Master, you are not feeling well.”
“No, there could be casualties if a battle breaks out at night without visibility.”
I’d rather go alone.
No matter how injured I am, there is hardly anyone who can touch me in a head-to-head confrontation.
That’s why my stats are terrifyingly ignorant.
Of course, I know that saying this with a broken shoulder makes me look like I’m falling apart.
“Honestly, how much did your shoulder get better?”
“… Iknow, right. Troll blood seems to work really well.”
It’s not just the troll blood.
When Trundle’s stats were appraised with the Devil’s Eye, the Luck stat was abnormally high.
Besides, his skills were infinite regeneration and infinite recovery.
In the past, it was said that detailed stat information was given to players above a certain level or title.
I still can’t read the information because I don’t have enough titles, but some stats can be roughly guessed.
Lucky stat.
This is obviously a stat related to recovery and regeneration.
I put 100 luck stats, so even if your shoulder gets smashed, it will heal in half a day, right?
No matter how much troll blood he drank after applying it, this recovery power made no sense.
Clearly my Luck stat must have been involved.
Well, I thought it was because I knew good information.
From now on, we will start solving the problems of youth.
