My routine was very monotonous. I used to wake up at noon because in the evening I would go to the forest near the palace to set traps (fortunately there were no thorn-tailed panthers). I'd usually catch wild boar, deer, or jumbo-sized rabbits. During the day, I would supervise Adellia in her course with Aunt Alexa. In addition to training Adellia to be a good mother and wife, I was now an expert in knitting, embroidery, cooking, and taking care of a baby. On the plus side, I gained more information about Aunt Alexa, who often fights with her husband because he can't fold clothes properly. I hoped I wouldn't lose this knowledge when I returned to my world. In the afternoon, I sat in the cottage and looked at the colorful flowers. To be honest, I hadn't really understood Adellia, let alone figured out how to separate her from Elliot. Even today, I was alone in my cottage after attending Aunt Alexa's baby bathing class. After returning from the library the other day, Adellia was b

What do people think of when they hear the words soldier and military? Of course, superior physical skills and warfare. A group of people brave enough to die in defense of their country. Unfortunately, I am not patriotic. This isn't even my country. However, I couldn't possibly put on a reluctant expression, because the threat of the military officer named Rasen seemed to be serious. "I hope you mean it, because otherwise you could get hurt at any time... even worse than that." Rasen had not yet finished his long speech about how we should behave in the military. Meanwhile, I began to twitch uncomfortably as Max continued to stare at me vengefully. I didn't even know what I had done to make him so angry. Come to think of it, I should be the one to hold a grudge against him. So I stared back at Max openly. I didn't want to have anything to do with him. I would just do my job, help Adellia and Cedric get closer and then return safely to my world. But that was certainly no easy task.

Here's the recap of my comrades' battles: Willem lost, Frans also lost, Dean tied, Ben won, Liam tied, and I won. Now we were sitting on our respective beds with bandages here and there. I slept on the middle bed, below me was Willem, and above me was Frans. After the fight, which took until late afternoon, we no longer had the energy to do anything. All five of my companions had miserable faces with the sound of rumbling stomachs that were already loud. We were waiting for dinner time which felt like an eternity. Since almost all of the cadets were seriously injured, it was the military officials who prepared the dinner, which was probably why it took longer because they were reluctant. "I almost died! Damn it," Dean babbled. His eyes stared blankly, the result of his series score was that he was now wearing a neck cast. His opponent was a cadet who had hulk-like punching power, which caused the field to crack and a small earthquake. "But you did well to draw against him," I sai

The goats bleated like normal goats, but they were not. The two animals stared at me with their big greenish eyes, their horns standing proudly on their heads, their snow-white fur splattered with red spots, also known as blood. They looked at me, still chewing. I rubbed my eyes a few times to confirm that they were eating a wolf. What the hell was that? Had the goat species in this world turned into predators? This was even more frightening than the vulture sightings I'd encountered on the hunt. "Come on, be a good goat!" I muttered as I aimed the arrow. The goats bleated in rapid succession, as if communicating whether or not to mow me down. The point is, the animal then ran towards me as I released an arrow into one of the goat's legs. I had to paralyze it first and make it unable to stand. Because the two goats were so big, I had to use six arrows. Even that did not seem to have any effect on them, but instead made them bleat angrily. I quickly climbed up to the nearest tre

"Oh, you damn scoundrel!" Max cursed as he lashed his whip. In moments like this, the whip felt like an extraordinarily long serpent, striking at someone who moved with agility.I tried not to panic, although the dagger was still lodged in my chest. It was a miracle that I could still maintain consciousness at this moment. I wondered if what I was seeing was the effect of my impending demise or if there was indeed someone fighting with the psychotic duo.That wasn't Solace. Solace was much smaller, and I doubted he could move as swiftly."I warned you, don't interfere, Delilah!" Rey exclaimed. He glanced at me briefly, as if considering withdrawing his blade to confront the person named Delilah.My vision blurred, my fingertips had already cooled, but other parts of my body still felt hot as if fighting to keep me alive.My heart beat normally, which meant the dagger hadn't yet pierced my heart. For a moment, I felt a glimmer of hope for survival. But I was too weak to continue cuttin