Chapter 554 – IF I Am Alone in Another World 40
After realizing her feelings, Dojin realized that her own swordsmanship had changed. It’s not exactly swordsmanship, but tactics have changed.
Unlike before, when people only aimed for efficiency without blood or tears, now they swung their swords for fun and a sense of superiority.
A lot of losses were created and risks were created.
If we continue like this, a big accident will occur. Dojin was so sure. How to prevent major accidents?
Unless Dojin throws away his emotions again.
Either get a priest or a potioner who is so good that it doesn’t matter how badly you get hurt.
There was only one of the two.
* * *
“Sorry. “Our priests are not allowed to enter the dungeon except for designated people.”
“I see.”
“I’m really sorry I couldn’t help you. I would like to go and help, but…”
As Iris said that, she firmly squeezed the rosary on her chest. However, Do-jin shook his head first.
She could not ask her to throw away her faith in order to receive her help. Because she didn’t want to go as far as breaking the church’s doctrine.
“Who are the people who say they have permission?”
“They are probably heresy inquisitors chasing criminals or paladins who have been given permission to fight by God. Either way, they are not people who want to form a party with adventurers…”
“It’s a shame.”
“I’m so sorry! Even if I break the doctrine… !”
“Oh, no. Not to that extent. “Calm down.”
After Do-jin calmed down Iris, who was struggling desperately, she carefully left the church. Before she left, she didn’t forget to make an offering.
The only treatment in the world. In this medieval world where hospitals, medicine, and everything else were at a primitive level, the church was the only thing that Do-jin, a modern man, could trust and entrust his body to. Therefore, it was important for her to build up relationships at church.
‘They say priests can’t enter the dungeon…’ … Is it because I can’t fight?’
Even in modern times, it was rare for priests to participate directly in battle. There is a history of Buddhist monks organizing soldiers, but the basic role of military chaplains was not combated, but religious support.
Thanks to this, I gave up on including a priest in my party. I can’t help it. It’s forbidden by doctrine, but you can’t force it, right?
‘Then what’s left… Is it a potion?’
Dojin searched for a way to protect his body, or more precisely, to heal his damaged body. All that was left was a potion. The problem is that the magic and alchemy of this world are not that omnipotent.
It’s not that there are no potions, but in a world where there are priests who can heal any type of injury, including trauma and internal injuries, the role of potions is nothing more or less than first aid.
Considering that the level he was going to be deeper than level 40, and that it was a dangerous place where one could lose his life due to a single mistake—it was dangerous to entrust his life to such a cheap potion.
‘In the end, should I give up?’
It left a bitter taste in my mouth – but there was also a way to just give up on my feelings. Refrain from wanting to swing a sword, refrain from wanting to stand in front, and refrain from wanting to be praised.
Just stay silent.
Like a tool without a heart.
Like a sword made of steel.
I only had to swing the sword when needed and only as much as needed.
“Ha…”
He had regained his emotions at best, but in the end he had to kill them again and swing the sword, and when he was sighing, someone tapped Do-jin’s shoulder.
“Excuse me…”
“… ?”
“What are you doing?”
The person who appeared behind Dojin was a girl with pigtails. The girl was carrying a basket full of herbs or an unknown solution in her arms, and the smell coming from it made it easy to tell that she was an alchemist.
This is because only wizards and alchemists carried such items. But wizards don’t carry things like that themselves. If I wanted it delivered to Magic Tower, I ordered it.
Dojin, who realized that the girl in front of her was an alchemist, let out a sigh as if she were lamenting.
“Yes.”
“Well, I see! That’s too bad!”
“… “You can’t really console me.”
“Oh, actually, I’m not trying to comfort you-.”
The girl with pigtails pursed her lips and cautiously pointed behind her, Dojin’s back.
“Please get out of the way.”
Do-jin looked in the direction her girl’s finger was pointing and realized that she was blocking an alley.
Do-jin, who belatedly realized why the girl was talking to him, scratched his cheek in embarrassment and quickly avoided her.
The girl bowed her head as if she was grateful and then walked away, but the shame that remained with Dojin did not go away that easily.
“… Haha.”
As Do-jin watched the alchemist girl’s back, a thought passed through his mind like a thunderbolt.
‘Rise said. ‘My body has special abilities.’
If so, wouldn’t it be possible to strengthen potions with that ability? Performance that does not exist in this world. Wouldn’t it be possible to bring back to this world the product of the myth that was already oxidized in ancient times?
However, that thought faded away quickly.
“… Done. “If you do something like that, I’ll have to drink my own semen.”
Even though Do-jin was crazy enough to swing a sword, he wasn’t crazy enough to drink his own semen.
It was still like that.
* * *
The girl ran down the alley to avoid Do-jin, and her body trembled as she remembered the Do-jin she had just encountered.
‘He was a scary person…’
It wasn’t because she was blocking the road to someone else’s workshop, but because she was someone who felt something unknown and alive.
The thing that happened was that it looked completely fine. The woman she met was someone who exuded sharper energy than anyone else?
She didn’t want to encounter it again. Even if he was a serial killer who hid his identity, he had an aura of trustworthiness.
“Noah, are you here?”
“Ah, yes! Master! “I finished the errand you asked me to do!”
“Okay, come. “What should we learn today?”
But her thoughts didn’t last long. This is because her teacher, who was waiting for her inside her workshop, found her.
Noah ran inside after receiving her teacher’s call, and her mind was soon filled with things about alchemy.
‘Ah, I heard there are materials much better than this in the depths of the dungeon…’
One day, if only she could get into the dungeon herself. Or, if you meet a noble person who will bring you ingredients from such a deep place.
Noah looked forward to that day and accelerated his alchemy training.
* * *
“I can’t stand it.”
Kuuuuung-!
A monster whose vital area has been cut falls to the floor in death.
The resulting roar drowned out Do-jin’s words.
“Huh? “What did you say?”
“… “It’s a limit.”
“Already? “Then shall we go back today?”
“It’s not that limit… Yes.”
Although the speed was faster than usual, it was true that he had hunted some monsters, so Sayoung thought that Dojin was tired after hearing what he said.
Well, it was my daily routine to fuck him every day and even fuck with my colleagues, but it was even weirder if I didn’t get tired.
As such, the party did not notice anything abnormal about Dojin. I also didn’t realize what decision Dojin had made.
“─I want to fight.”
I want to fight a monster with just one sword.
I want to face an army that is not fully in my field of vision.
I want to fight against mythical monsters like those seen in the Chronicles of Heroes and leave my name on the world.
I want to dedicate myself to battles and wars that even my father could not do, and that will never be possible in the future.
‘… If my damn father finds out, he’ll definitely be jealous.’
What would you have done if your father had come to your place?
Probably one of the two.
You have already conquered all the dungeons.
Or maybe he died in battle in the dungeon.
I didn’t want to be like him. To do that, there is no choice.
‘I have to make it.’
Own blood.
Or even with your own semen.
A potion that allows you to fight despite being injured.
An elixir that can easily make this world feel like a game.
I wanted it right now.
‘I need a potion that will allow me to recover without any problems even if my limbs fall off and my organs are cut in half.’
Are emotions this difficult to control?
Dojin groaned as he felt her self-destructive desires lingering in his head.
Well, since it is so difficult to control, my father must have been educating and abusing me for half my life. If we felt these waves of emotion every day, it was obvious that humans would be reduced to mere monkeys rather than the intelligent lords of all creation.
‘I need to find an alchemist.’
An alchemist that people don’t know about and is not well known to others.
“… Ah.”
At that moment, there was a person who passed through Dojin’s mind.
The girl with pigtails I met a while ago.