《They said I could become anything so I became a _____!!!》Chapter 62: Stupid Ideas
Advertisement
After the flower incident I had to clean again. The ashes left behind I simply brushed out the window and I did my best to cover the burn marks. But considering the quality of the room from the beginning I can't say there's much difference. I bet someones already set it on fire once before.
Suddenly a knock on the door can be heard. It startles me.
"Little miss? I am sorry to bother you but I just wanna say that dinner is ready in five minutes. Please take a seat downstairs".
"Ok, thank you". Already? I guess I got lost in my thoughts when cleaning and time just passed by. But just to be sure... I activate Sensor. No ones outside my door so ambush seems unlikely. Ok, dinner it is. I quickly brush the dirt of my clothes and head out my room.
Downstairs some of the other guests have already gathered. Some have even gotten their meals and are eating. The food smells good at least. Lets hope it's more satisfying than the room. I take a seat at an empty table.
Hmm? Am I just imagining things or are people staring at me? Do I have something in my face. Do I look weird? Aside from my grey skin and feather hair that is. Did- did I offend someone without knowing it? No, that can't be. I've not talked to anybody here yet. Let's just ignore it for now.
"Thank you for your patience" the woman from the counter earlier says as she walks towards me. She's carrying a tray with food on that she puts down i front of me. "Hope you enjoy! Call me over if you need something!".
The meal consists of a stew containing meat and vegetables with bread on the side. And the drink it's served with... Is this alcohol. I-I can't drink this! I am underage! I'm not even one year old yet!
Advertisement
((Hey boss, are you gonna drink that?)) Morgana asks.
((No, I can't! I am not old enough!))
((Then... can I have it?))
((Morgana!)) Rowan exclaims.
((What? I wanna try it and it would be such a wassste to throw it away! So, can I boss?)) Morgana pleads.
((Uhm, well, I guess it should be alright... but not now. Not with so many people present)) I say, albeit I am a bit doubtful. While Morgana is young she certainly acts like an adult and maybe golems age differently than humans?
((Ok, thanks boss!)) Morgana says happily.
((Can I also try it?)) Zar suddenly asks.
((NO!!!)) we shout in union.
((B-but why?))
((You are a child! You can't drink alcohol yet!))
((But I am just as old as Morgana and she can!))
((No means no!)) I say, putting the argument to an end. While what he said is true he have the mentality of a kid and giving alcohol to a child is wrong!
While thinking that I grab the spoon laying in the stew and take the first bite. It's... not that bad actually. Not amazing but hey, it could be much worse. Well then, let's dig in!
"Hey, have you heard?" (Random guest)
"What?" (Random guest 2)
"Apparently a paladin have been seen walking around in the area" (Random guest)
I flinch. I need to listen to this.
"A paladin? Here? I know the guild called for reinforcement from the church but why here? There's nothing special here" (Random guest 2)
"Yeah, but according to my friend the paladin seemed to be locking for something" (Random guest)
Oh no. That's so not good. That's sooooo not good. I guess my little stunt with the plant might have attracted some attention. I should have been more careful. Of course they could sense that much mana! Bad bird! Bad!
Advertisement
I gotta lie extra low for a while it seems. That means... no magic. If I use it then I will surely lead them directly to me. So no magic at all. Easy, right?
-------------------------------------------------
Ok, I might have overestimated myself. Living without magic is not that easy. Ever since I got to this world I have been using magic daily for basic things.
For example; the bath. After dinner I decided to take a bath. Nothing weird with that. But when I got there the water had gone cold. Usually I would just use a mixture between fire and water magic to heat it up but since I ain't using magic right now...
Ok, that may not sound that bad but I don't like cold baths! Another thing I realized is how darn clumsy I am! Whenever I get hurt I always use healing magic, no matter how insignificant the damage is.
Just after dinner alone I've tripped three times, walked into a wall and accidentally slammed my hand in the door. Thankfully I just recently gained Regeneration so I can bear with it.
Am I really this helpless without magic? I need to get stronger physically. I should learn how to use weapons to. If I ever find myself in a dire situation when I can't use magic for whatever reason then I need to have a plan.
((Mistress, may I come with a suggestion?)) Rowan suddenly asks.
((Hm? Yeah, sure))
((I know I may not have the most experience but I would be honored if you would let me train you in combat))
((That's an excellent idea! Thank you Rowan!))
((It's my pleasure mistress!)) Rowan exclaims. He sounds happy. I'm glad.
I change to my night clothes and practically dive into the bed. I'm really tired. Hah, now off to a good nights sleep.
------------------------------------------------
Nope. Again I change my mind. Why? Ahahahaha, I will tell you why. The reason is my next-door neighbors. They are having a little to much fun.
"Ahhhh! That's it! Harder!"
"Yeah, you like that, don't you? I'll give it to you hard!"
... I am not comfortable with this. Not. At. All. Why? Do you hate me that much Creshna? I try to block out the sound by covering my ears with my pillow but to no avail. The sound is still there. Crap, I can't sleep like this! I need to do something!
Wait, I think I've got an idea. It's dangerous, risky and stupid as hell considering everything going on but here it goes!
I take one of my feathers and place it on the floor. Feather Minion, do as I command! Freak them out! The feather darkens and change shape. After a few seconds a being dressed in a grey cloak stands in front of me. Without me saying anything the feather minion slinks under the door. A few seconds later----
"Gyaaaaaaahhh" a mans voice screams.
"Wha-wha-what is that!? Huh!? Hey don't leave me here alone with it!!" a woman shouts.
A door violently being opened can be heard and people running down the stairs. I silently call the feather minion back. There. They may shout right now but they will shut up soon. The other guests will assure that.
Just like that I once again go to sleep. That may have been a stupid idea and that paladin might have gotten alerted but you know what? At least I can sleep in peace.
Advertisement
The New World
An AI calling itself Schema has assimilated earth into its system. As a consequence, everyone gained access to status screens, power-ups, and skills. This AI turned these concepts from fiction to fact. It's easy to become intoxicated with leveling up and becoming stronger. To some, it's too good to be true like living out a dream. For Daniel, however, it's closer to a nightmare. He's in a bit of a predicament. Cracks in our dimensional fabric have unleashed terrifying beasts from dark, abyssal places. Schema organizes these cracks into dungeons, giving the native species of the planet a chance to fight back. Daniel finds himself trapped in one of these dungeons. Not long after, he discovers there's only one way out. Kill or be killed. (Note: I am currently editing the story and I'm uploading those edits. It will take time to do this, so if you find a huge shift in the story's formatting, that's why. I'm steadily hammering away at it, but it's going to take time. Thanks for your understanding, if you're offering it.) This is a lit-RPG inspired by the Fallout series of games and the Legend of Randidly Ghosthound. Schedule: 2-3 releases a week of around 3,000 words. I have other fictions! *They're of questionable quality* Here's Monsters Dwell in Men If you want to support me and maybe see other content, check out my patreon: Patreon Here's my Youtube Channel as well, Monsoon117
8 196The Lion in Wolf's Clothing
No one said turning his life around would be easy. No one said all of his effort would be worth it in the end. The only thing anyone ever told this reformed delinquent was he would never make it into the best school in the country, yet he made it that far. Surely the rest would work itself out on its own, right? Right? If he wants to keep himself on the right track he needs to figure out how the nation's elite gets things done. Studying, manners, duels for supremacy. Just normal stuff. Who knows, he might end up liking it more than his old life. If he survives.
8 139Forgotten Era, Book One: A Bloody Tale
Ten years of war between the western and eastern empires only resulted in the death of millions and ended both civilizations. The future of those who were unfortunate to survive is doomed. Chaos had opened its wings and it cast a vast shadow on the whole content, the war did end many things but greed and violence were not one of those but neither were forgiveness and kindness. It's now only a matter of human nature to decide which way is the right way to survive.To kill and take and fed on other's misery or to spare, for mother earth can still provide for all.Millions of people have died but millions are still alive and these dark dire times only result in more blood or in more hope.This is the story of those who survived and how they'll change the world forever…
8 112No Matter What
I found my homie and my best friendI'mma be there for ya till the very end No matter what, no matter what , no matter what.
8 216[Tổng hợp Showbiz : ảnh hậu, ảnh đế ...5]
bg giớigiảitrí ngontinh showbiz trongsinh đồngnhân
8 123Unknown Love ~{discontinued}~
Read to find out 🤷🏻♀️
8 138