Alvin had a point about the goblins. They were definitely growing more daring. It took us about four hours of walking to reach Valor, the main city in the Valarion Dukedom. It might seem like a long trek for folks in this world, but from what I gathered, it wasn't all that far compared to their usual distances. The nearest farms were just an hour and a half away from where we were.
Can't say I'll forget that goblin village in a hurry. The way those creatures were torn up, the whole place a mess of slashed bodies and scorched ground. It was my first real taste of battle. I've been in a few fights before, some pretty bloody ones, but I've never taken a life. Not even in the messed-up world I came from. But there I was, part of a group that had to wipe out those goblins before they could have their feast on Ellie, Eve, and Alvin. In the heat of the moment, it seemed like the only choice, but now I can't help but think about it more.
I felt a nudge on my shoulder, snapping me out of my thoughts. Ellie had sidled up next to me while we walked. I had purposefully hung back a bit, lost in my own head.
"Got something on your mind, broody?" Ellie asked, a half-smile playing on her lips. I hadn't even noticed her coming over.
"Just thinking about how a goblin settlement that big could pop up so close to a city without anyone noticing," I said, trying not to let on what was really bugging me. But truth be told, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this whole situation.
Alvin glanced back at us, his face showing a mix of worry and something else he was trying to hide. I wasn't the only one with questions.
"Don't sweat it, Jordan," Ellie chimed in, her voice light. "Leave it to the big shots at the guild. It's probably not as serious as it seems. It's not like the Demon King is about to show up and wreck the place." She said that with a smirk, but the mention of a Demon King set off some alarms in my head. I'd read about all sorts of creatures in my world.
And I'm not talking about the flashy demon lords from anime. Back on Earth, my magical studies covered more than just the basics of magic. I got into some pretty deep stuff, like the Keys of Solomon. Those old texts lay out all kinds of magic, including how to summon and trap major demons. I knew there were seventy-two top-tier demon lords, each with their own domain and powers. It's no joke to summon one of those guys, taking months of preparation and crafting some elaborate container to hold their power.
"Demon King? What did you mean by that, Ellie?" I had to make sure I wasn't jumping to conclusions.
"Just an old prophecy I heard about back in the church I grew up in," Ellie explained. "They used to scare us kids with tales of the Demon King coming to wreck everything if we weren't good and prayed enough. Probably just a way to keep us in line."
Alvin chimed in with some more info, his tone serious. "The prophecy talks about a time when monsters get stronger and more dangerous, all feeding off the power of this so-called Demon King. We don't know when or how he'll show up, but those scrolls are ancient wisdom that's been around since almost the beginning of time. Some kings have tried to destroy them, but they're indestructible. If the church holding them gets wrecked or corrupted, they just show up somewhere else."
Eve, who hadn't said much until now, added her two cents. "Last time the scrolls moved was when the church in the capital burned down about twenty years ago. Some acolyte forgot to blow out a candle and the whole place went up in flames. Scrolls ended up in Valor after that."
I took in all this info, pretty amazed at both the story and the fact that Eve was actually talking to me. Maybe she was warming up a little.
Before I knew it, we were standing in front of Valor's massive gate. This thing was no joke, easily fifty feet high and made to withstand anything. Guard towers lined the top, and I later found out there were only two gates in the whole city. The place was even built around a stream that came up from underground, supposedly to keep the water safe from poisoning.
We joined the line and soon enough, we were face to face with a guard who looked more bored than alert. "What's your business here? Oh, hey there, Alvin. Thought you disappeared again," he said with a grin. He then noticed Ellie and Eve and his grin widened. "And the dynamic duo is back. Out causing trouble as usual?"
Ellie rolled her eyes. "Jonas, how many times do I have to say it? Just call me Ellie. It's not that hard."
Jonas looked at me, a curious glint in his eyes. "And who's this? Friend of yours, Alvin?"
"Yep, this is Jordan. He actually saved our skins out in the forest today. I vouch for him," Alvin said.
"Thanks for helping them out," Jonas said to me. "Trust me, those three are a magnet for trouble."
"It was no big deal," I replied. "Glad I was there at the right time."
After a bit of paperwork, Jonas let us through. I had a feeling things would have gone differently if I'd been on my own. As we stepped into the city, it hit me that this was my first time in a city in another world. Valor, the city of courage and bravery, stretched out before us. And I couldn't help but feel a connection with the folks I was walking with, the ones who showed me what real valor looked like.
As we walked through the gate, the first thing that struck me was how much I stood out. When I had cast the spell to come here, I was wearing the plainest clothes I had – a simple black T-shirt, faded blue jeans, white ankle socks, and scuffed black shoes. As I looked around, I realized that the local attire was quite different. The people of this world were clad in rough woolen shirts and plain wool or leather pants, and their attire, while practical, was far from what I was accustomed to. It didn't take long to notice the curious glances I was receiving from passersby."I need to get my hands on some clothes as soon as possible," I mumbled to myself, realizing the urgency of blending in.The city itself was a sight to behold. It had a charming blend of shops and vendors lining both sides of the bustling streets. On one hand, it resembled a vibrant marketplace with stalls selling colorful fruits and vegetables, while on the other, it featured quaint shops peddling everything from clo
The man with the dagger swore and turned; he saw us standing just to the side of the doorway, gave us a glare, and started stomping away, out of the room.The victorious man was large, towering at about six feet, and at this moment, he was shirtless, displaying a chiseled, muscular physique. His skin bore the creamy shade of white, adorned with numerous scars on his chest, each a testament to past battles. His thick black beard and mustache framed brown eyes that held the intensity of a seasoned warrior. Brown hair cascaded in a ponytail down to the middle of his back. Wiping the sweat off himself, he walked up to us, acknowledging Lilly.“Another hopeful, Lilly, that’s the fourth one today,” he remarked, his voice deep and slightly gravelly, but it carried a certain warmth.“Yes, Guildmaster, a new record, I believe,” Lilly replied with a hint of amusement. “This is Jordan, he saved Alvin’s group in the forest from a village of goblins and wants to join us here.”“I can vouch for his
I awoke pretty early, feeling well-rested even though I went to sleep late. My insomnia always keeps me up late at night. I yawned and stretched as I sat up. The sun had barely crested the horizon. I felt a bit sore after the fighting and walking yesterday, as well as the fight with Argus to become a member of the Adventurers guild, so I decided to do some stretches. Afterward, I recalled that Metatron had told me that he had put my survival kit from back home in my new bag. I called it with my mind, focusing on my new marks on each wrist, one the Japanese symbol for heaven and the other wrist the symbol for earth, and in each of my hands I now held a forty-pound cat litter container.Only, the litter had long since been gone. I used these because they were waterproof containers and they were big enough to fit all of my survival gear. I opened them up and started to take inventory of what I had. I originally put these together in case of a natural disaster or apocalyptic situation bac
The revelation of Alvin's true identity as the Duke and his brother's role as the King had left my head spinning. Standing before King Alfred, Alvin's brother, I managed to gather my wits and address the king with a respectful bow, expressing my gratitude for the opportunity to help in their time of need."My apologies, your highness," I said automatically, bowing slightly to the king. I couldn't afford to stand there gawking, so I mentally slapped myself and continued, "I'm just glad that I was there to help in their time of need.""As am I," King Alfred replied with a warm smile. He then turned to Alvin, his tone laced with concern. "Alvin, you really must consider your station. Cavorting as you have done, without even an heir to take your place if one of your adventures takes your life. You even bring your wife with you, I know she is a very skilled magic user, but you take too many chances."Alvin sighed, rolling his eyes playfully at me. It seemed this topic was a frequent source
Sunlight filtered through the inn's curtains, gently coaxing me awake from a night of deep slumber. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, I couldn't help but appreciate the reassuring weight of my new knighthood signet ring adorning my finger. The previous day had been a whirlwind of revelations and achievements, and now, with the dawn of a new day, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. As I rose from my cozy bed at the First Inn, I couldn't help but reflect on the incredible journey that had led me to this magical and challenging world, filled with the promise of adventures yet to come.Leaving my room behind, I made my way to the inn's dining area. The friendly waitress promptly approached to take my breakfast order, which I decided should consist of bacon, sausage, and eggs. Glancing at the menu, I couldn't help but notice that the breakfast offerings were rather limited, notably missing one of my Earthly favorites: pancakes. I mused about the possibility of introducing them to thi
Sunlight filtered through the inn's windows, casting a gentle morning glow that coaxed me from my restful slumber. Another day in Aldoria had begun, full of the promise of new experiences. The aroma of a hearty breakfast wafted through the air, intertwining with my contemplations about the road ahead, filled with hopes of new ventures and the prospect of establishing a life in this enchanting world."My house will be ready for me in two days. I'm so excited; I could hardly sleep last night," I mused. As I stood up and stretched, a realization dawned on me - my wallet felt surprisingly light. It was clear I needed to find a way to make money soon, to cover the costs of sustenance and firewood.The idea of visiting the Merchants Guild came to mind. While the Adventurers Guild was an option for income, I felt the need for another avenue. Selling soap, as I had initially planned, was still on my mind. However, it required a significant amount of lye for mass production, and natural lye pr
As I descended the grand staircase back to the first floor of the Merchants Guild, I spotted Ellie engaged in conversation with Lorelei. A thought crossed my mind – Ellie had mentioned that she occasionally sold toy ideas to the guild. Perhaps she had a new concept in the works. I approached them with a friendly smile.“Hey, Ellie,” I greeted her, causing her to jump slightly and spin around to face me.“Oh, hey Jordan. Did you become a member here?” Ellie responded, slightly winded from the surprise. I noticed that both Ellie and Lorelei had a faint blush coloring their cheeks.“Yeah, I signed up a few hours ago and even managed to sell some goods and recipes,” I replied. I turned to Lorelei, expressing my gratitude, “Thanks again for helping with the registration.” Then, I turned back to Ellie. “Are you here to pitch another idea to the guild?”Ellie's blush deepened, and she replied, “No, I was just updating my address so they can send me my royalties at the end of the month.”“I s
It had been about two months since Ellie and I moved into our new manor. Needless to say, we were now very careful to knock on doors before opening them after the chaotic first day. I had also used my earth magic to create a long building in the backyard for my soap-making endeavors. The structure had windows for ventilation, thanks to some hired help, and was beautifully painted. With a large vat and all the necessary materials, I managed to produce a substantial amount of soap. Nine bars from my first batch were auctioned off by Fezzik for a handsome sum.In the meantime, Ellie and I took on jobs from the adventurers' guild, focusing on tasks suitable for my rank. Our collaboration propelled me to a C-rank adventurer, while Ellie reached B-rank. The increase in monster activity marked by the Sabnock sigil led to several lower-ranked adventurers getting injured. This forced the guild to readjust its job system, prohibiting those below C-rank from hunting monsters.During my spare tim