《100 Luck and the Dragon Tamer Skill!》Chapter 4: Seryanna
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A loud and angry growl was heard right behind me. A pair of sharp teeth tried to take a bite out of my succulent flesh just as I ducked under a tree. Only the splinters remained from it as I continued to run through the dense forest.
What was I doing exactly?
Running for my life as fast as my legs could carry me.
Apparently, I was so lucky, I ended up dropping on the back of a huge demon looking dog with four heads that could breathe fire, shoot water, lightning, and summon powerful wind attacks. His black fur, razor-sharp teeth, and big red eyes made him look fierce and incredibly dangerous. Branches and old fallen trees were pulverized under his mighty paws adorned with dangerous looking black claws. As for me, I had no idea why I was still alive, but as long as my legs were intact and I could run, I tried my best to get away from that thing.
Honestly speaking, I felt like a lvl 1 character facing the end boss of the game. Normally, I should have been dead by now, but my Luck was probably keeping me alive because the huge growling doggy behind me kept missing his attacks. In a game, it makes sense if you have a high dodge, but in reality, you miss once, you miss twice, but then it gets ridiculous, especially when your opponent is a scrawny little human.
“Someone save me!” I shouted desperately as I jumped over a fallen tree.
Upon landing, my foot slipped and my whole body went the other way.
“Huh?”
I fell and rolled down a steep slope. If there was a bush or some low branches in front of me, I somehow managed to direct my body straight into them. Even when I tried to stop myself and grab a branch or something, I wasn’t able to. At the very least, I didn’t bash my head on any of the countless rocks spread across the slope. The same applied for all the big trees around me.
When I reached the bottom, I finally stopped, but I did so by smashing right into someone.
“KYA!” screamed the other person.
Ouch… I groaned and felt the whole world shaking and swirling around me.
My head hurt and my entire body ached. I had only a few nasty cuts and bruises, but nothing to require seeing a doctor, however, if I kept slamming into things and monsters like that, there was a high chance of me ending up dead before the end of the day.
Although it was hard and painful, I tried to get up and clear my head. That huge monster was still out there, maybe right behind me. I had to run away, but when I opened my eyes, I realized I wasn’t alone.
She had beautiful, captivating, and charming dark-brown eyes. Long, lush, red hair with black tips flowed behind her, sprawled around because she was sitting with her back on the ground. Her facial features were at the level of a popular actress or maybe a model, in any ways, very attractive. Despite her looks, she was wearing a gray plated mail armor, but unlike those I saw in many games and animes, this one was of the practical type. Her whole body was protected by it, and the chest part didn’t let your fantasies go wild.
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She’s… beautiful… I thought as I looked mesmerized in her eyes.
“Get off of me.” she said calmly, but her clenched fist warned me of an incoming attack if I didn’t do as she said.
“Sorry! I… er… Urk!” my stomach finally revealed its true, ugly form.
All the tumbling and moving down the slope confused my poor inner ears and stomach. I dashed to the left on all four and relinquished the tasty chicken soup I had that morning. It was unsightly, but not like I could do anything about it.
This is… shameful. I thought as I wiped my hand and pulled back from my own puke.
“Are you alright?” the woman asked me after she got off from the ground and dusted off her armor.
She was calm, and didn’t look bothered by my unsightly appearance.
“I think… There was this huge black dog with four heads. I ran, then I fell and rolled down that slope… Erm, I think I lost it.” I said and then looking down I added “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bump into you.”
Her expression didn’t change as I explained my circumstances. Of course, I wanted to leave out the matter of how exactly I managed to get inside that forest.
“Apology accepted, but please cover your vomit with dirt, otherwise, it will attract monsters. Have a good day.” she explained and then walked away from me.
Wait, what? I thought as I saw her leaving so calmly.
I wanted to chase right after her, but I had the feeling it wasn’t a good idea not to listen to her advice, so I quickly covered up the remains of my last meal.
“Wait up!” I shouted after her.
She wasn’t walking too fast, but the moment when I got too close to her, she unsheathed her sword and pointed it at my neck. I stopped and raised my hands like a criminal in front of the police.
“Why are you following me?” she asked with a serious look in her eyes.
“Huh? No, I’m… you see, I have no idea how I ended up in this forest! I’m just a pathetic little weak human! I need help, and you mentioned earlier something about monsters. If there are any more of those 6 m tall dogs, I really don’t want to end up as their lunch!” I explained myself by taking a most humble tone of voice.
I learned at one point that it was better to act humble and modest towards one who might be stronger or a possible ally. Being friendly, helpful and kind afterwards deepened the relationship, and it was highly unlikely that they wouldn’t help you in the end. The same applied even better when you were strong, but then, you had to make sure you weren’t take advantage of.
“Human? No, that can’t be…” she said shaking her head.
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“Erm, why?” I asked.
“Boy, we are currently in the Seculiar Forest on the Dragon Continent, in the middle of the Dragon Kingdom Albeyater! There are no humans here! It’s impossible for such a weak species to survive here!” she explained with a rather high tone of voice.
“What? But you, aren’t you a human?” I asked a bit confused.
As far as I could see, she had no tail, wings, humongous breasts, slit eyes, or forked tongue. She looked like a human knight or warrior of sorts.
Furrowing her brow, she pushed the tip of the sword closer to my neck, making me flinch.
“Don’t insult me! I’m a proud dragoness, not a human!” she declared in a tone of anger.
Please don’t kill me. I said in my mind.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After she calmed down, she pulled her sword back and sheathed it in her scabbard.
“Let’s say I believe you. Let’s say you are a… human. Why are you here? How did you get here?” she asked as she looked straight into my eyes.
In that moment, I gulped and knew that if I lied, I would end up being tossed over the edge or straight into that dog’s mouth. She was also on guard, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, but she was ready to draw at the slightest sign of danger.
“A powerful being kidnapped me from my home land dropped me in the middle of this forest. I had no say in the matter, and I really have no idea how to return home…” I told her, but although I skipped some important parts, I technically didn’t lie.
The dragoness looked at me for a long moment, probably debating if I was lying or not. Chances were she was pondering about how she was going to skewer me for being a human. In either case, my legs were currently shaking, and I was literally sweating bullets of how afraid for my life I was. That was the first time ever someone threatened me like that, but then again, Europeans weren’t famous for carrying swords around, threatening people left and right.
Of all the places I could land, I just had to be dropped in the number 1 most dangerous place I was warned not to go to! I thought and then gulped.
“Very well, you can tag along, but be warned, I’m heading deeper into the forest! If we get attacked by large groups of monsters, I won’t be held responsible if you get yourself killed as a result. Furthermore, I’m currently searching for a certain mushroom with a dark-red cap that grows only near a griffin’s nest. It’s called Bloody Mushroom, so if you see anything like that, you will let me know immediately. That being said, human, do you still wish to follow me?” she asked seriously.
I gulped.
Let me see… Don’t follow, and I end up as dog chow. Follow her and I may end up as dog chow and griffin chow. On the other hand, she’s a dragoness or claims to be one. The fact that she’s alone in this scary forest means that she’s confident enough in her own strength to go in and out without missing a limb or two. Hm… I thought as I weighed the two options in my mind.
However I looked at it, the answer seemed to be quite clear. I was safer together with her than wondering on my own in one of the most dangerous forests on this continent.
“I’ll follow you! I’ll keep my eyes open for any red mushroom I see and hand them all over to you!” I replied with a nod of my head.
“Hmph, very well! My name is Seryanna Draketerus, a recently made knight!” she declared with a hand over her chest like a soldier on attention.
“A pleasure to meet you, erm… Sir Seryanna, my name is Alkelios Yatagai.” I said with a smile.
Huh? What did I just say? My name isn’t Alkelios Yatagai it’s… what was it again? Erm… Did I forget it? Is it like one of those other world transportation conditions? Forget everything high-techy and stuff? No… I can still remember other things like technology and history… Then why? I thought hard until I remember what was written on my status screen right next to my [Name]. That stupid God-like entity changed my name! I shouted frustrated in my mind.
Well, it didn’t matter right now. My next objective was to survive and get out of the forest safely. If I could contact others from my world and maybe form a party with them, I figured it would help me a lot, but could I trust them?
For now, my only party member was the dragoness in front of me… who was not there anymore.
“Ah! Wait up!” I called out and hurried after all.
Thus, I began my adventure as a lvl 1 Hero through the most dangerous forest out there.
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Note from the Author: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapters! :)
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