After looking at the menu for a while, I used another magic spell that could help me.
"Creative hand...How does this thing work?" I asked myself.
I clicked the creative menu, and a few lists appeared under it.
Cook…
Sew…
Build…
Make…
I kept on searching until I stumbled upon a very interesting word.
Replication
Ahah! Replicating! Let's see what I can do with it. I tapped on it and read the explanation.
.. can replicate everything you wanted to replicate, including the abilities of the things you wanted to replicate.
"Are you sure you want to do that?"
A voice suddenly spoke to me out of nowhere, making me gasp. Someone is speaking inside my head.
"Who the hell are you?" I replied to whoever was speaking inside of my mind.
"I'll explain later. Do you want to use replication?"
"Yes!"
"Tell me what you want to replicate. And say it."
Perfect! This is perfect! I immediately think of something that will defeat the Dragon. And when I think of someone who could stand on Dragon's fire, I immediately speak it.
"Alright! Replicate metal Golems!"
Suddenly, a magic circle showed up in front of me.
"A magic circle?! Oi, what are you planning, worm?!"
The Dragon is now furious and roared once again.
Two metal golems emerged from the magic circle. The Golems were shorter than the Dragon, but I believe in them.
"Golems? Do you think that those things can stop me? Are you mocking me!?" the Dragon screamed at me.
"You can command the Golems however you wish, but I might suggest that you have to be careful of the Dragon's body. He lived almost five hundred years, and his meat now has a high value. You can sell it for gold coins or just cook it. Nevertheless, the Dragon is a walking gold producer," said the voice in my head.
"Okay!" I replied. I'll figure out later what I can do with the Dragon's body, but first, I need to defeat it.
The Dragon got really enraged and breathed fire on the metal golems. But nothing happened aside from my golems glowing in reddish color. After the Dragon stopped blowing his fire, my golems stood in the same place as if nothing happened.
Seeing this, the Dragon's eyes bulged in shock.
"T-that's impossible!"
The Dragon was frustrated and tried to breathe fire again to get my golems to melt.
"Oi Dragon! You're wasting your time trying to burn them! They are not simple golems, for your information. They were not affected by your fire," I told him.
"What did you say?!"
"I said your fire can't affect them other than making them piping hot golems. They can withstand your fire. They are made of earth's finest metal called stainless steel!" I replied.
"Earth what? You-!"
"Golems! Attack the Dragon but make sure his body is still intact. We need him whole," I ordered the Golems.
The metal golems obeyed my command and attacked the Dragon. One created a steel spear, and the other was a sword. The spear user aimed its spear at the Dragon's head. The Dragon moved in an attempt to dodge the spear; one of the three last spikes pierced his left eye.
The blood came from the pierced eye drops on the ground.
"You specs of dirt! I'll burn you alive!"
The Dragon was about to attack again until I made another move.
"Bring the Dragon down and attack it! Aim the head!"
The spear golem created four spears, two of each hand, and aimed at the Dragon's wings. Since the Dragon could barely see, it couldn't move to dodge the attack. The spears tore off the Dragon's cloth-like wings, making him lose his balance, and he dropped to the ground.
The sword Golem then ran towards the Dragon, aiming its head for a clean cut.
"D-damn y-" With those final words, the Dragon was completely beheaded by the Golem and dropped his lifeless body sprawled on the ground.
When the metal golems confirmed that the Dragon was dead, they disappeared. Maybe it was because they completed their job.
Once the golems left, I collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. I can't believe I fought a dragon. How do fantasy characters handle this kind of stuff? I thought I was going to die…again.
The last time I was breathing so hard was when I had to run full speed away to avoid when my landlord came to collect rent. Well, at least here, I survived.
With that being said, I have to deal with another issue. How come I don't have any offensive magic whatsoever? And besides, the voice in my head.
"I'm not just a voice in your head, Lancelot Arcade," a child's voice spoke again in my head.
"Then who are you?"
"My name is Terisa, your guide in this world. I am your World language or guide whether to your skill or any question you want about this world."
"Oh? How did you even invade my head? Since when?"
"The moment you died and reincarnated here. You are the one million nine hundred ninety-nine thousand humans who came into this world and the first to survive. You impressed me, and your will to survive was unmeasurable."
"Are you kidding me? Who would want to be burnt down by a dragon? It would be agonizingly painful. I refuse to die like that nor die again," I replied.
"That's good. Why don't you stand up and gather the Dragon's carcass?"
"Why would I do that? And where do you think I will store that huge body?"
"First of all, you have a storage box. Second, that Dragon has a huge bounty on its head. The villagers and the guild master have placed him on a classified S quest. Many had tried to kill the Dragon but failed. Even the strongest adventurer in the guild had been burnt to death."
"Was the dragon that strong?" I asked her, confused.
"Yes. The one million up humans were the Dragon's food, which made him stronger and developed a human language. I wasn't expecting you to survive; otherwise, you'll be the two millionth human trying their luck here. I didn't expect you to survive, though, and got to talk to me."
"You're rude. Do you know that? But anyway, I barely survived. It was thanks to the magic I had," I replied.
"Shall we store the dragon's carcass in your storage box?"
I rolled my eyes at her, imagining she was before me.
"I don't even know how to use it."
"I'll activate it," Terisa replied, and then suddenly, a huge glowing circle appeared under the Dragon's body, and something was pulling it inside the circle.
I watched it under the body, completely submerged, and disappear along with the glowing circle.
"That's it?"
"Yes. From now on, all you have to do is to think of storing anything you want to store or withdraw. Your storage box will open up for you."
"Awesome!"
I took another look at my magic spell list and did a thorough search so that I didn't miss a single spell. After five minutes of meticulously searching, I have now confirmed that I have no offensive magic. "I told you. You weren't blessed with any offensive magic," Terissa said. "What kind of crap is that? I'm given a bunch of awesome magic spells, yet I can't have any offensive magic spells? How am I going to protect myself?" "Maybe if you come back inside the house, you'll figure something out eventually. I'm just your guide, and I don't have the power to answer you beyond my expertise," Terissa said before shutting herself down. Ugh. I have the feeling that my life here would be like a roller coaster. Ever since that dragon incident, I haven't left the manor in a while. I was afraid I'd get attacked again, so I've been cooped up in the house for almost a week. It wasn't that bad, though. Terissa mentioned that the manor has a massive library where I spend most of my time. If
I started to replicate two human bodies, one male and one female. I knew Fenrir was a wolf male and Hel was a female."Do you think these bodies are worth Fenrir and Hel?" I asked Terissa while inspecting the bodies in front of me. "Yes, as long as those bodies will withstand their magic power. It will be alright when the magic cores are planted within them," she replied. "Alright, I think the bodies are ready to be planted," I said before withdrawing two red sphere-like glowing stones. "Woah, are these rubies?""Nope. But those are the most expensive cores in this world. Now, you must replace the heart with those magic cores. Once you plant it, the cores will know what to do," Terissa said. After listening to Terissa, I immediately wore gloves and picked the scalpel to make long wounds on the chest of each body. First, I removed the heart of the woman's body and replaced it with one of two cores. As I place the magic core, it molds into a heart replicating the one I remove. After
"Lower your pride, will you?" Hel finally drilled some sense into Fenrir's head after an argument. "This human gave us a chance to live again. You should at least thank him. You're free because of him."Fenrir looked fierce. He and I went into full battle using our eyes. And in the end, he lost and sighed. The two agreed to call me a master. And I did a full study of their bodies. "I need you two to do a few things so that I'll know if something is wrong with your body. Get up."My bodyguards then got up, with Fenrir mumbling something. I give them a few orders like walking, running, and even jumping. So far, there's nothing wrong with their bodies. Although the bodies were just replicas of humans, I'm not sure if they don't have any defects. I inspect them carefully. The skin wasn't ripping, so that's a good sign. Although Fenrir's body was electrified, he didn't acquire any wounds. "Is your body hurting or something?" I asked her. "No," he answered. "That's good," I told him.
So far, so good. We've been walking for a while and still haven't encountered any enemies. This is good. If this keeps up, we'll find a town, and possibly I could see an Adventure guild there. We were currently walking through a rocky plain and hadn't found any towns or villages yet. How long are we going to keep walking? It's good that I have maxed stamina, but it gets boring and mentally tiring. I wonder how Ace and Violet are. I took a look at them, and they appeared to be fine. Since they were both strong monsters, they didn't get tired or bored and looked the same. "Say, Terissa, if these two monsters were powerful, how powerful would they be?" I asked Terissa using Telepathy. "You should try checking their stats. You'll be able to use it like what you did to the dragon," she replied in a tone like, 'Omg, are you serious? You should have done it beforehand' manner. I used my appraisal sight and almost peed when I saw their power and skills. Ace and Violet overpowered me an
The village, towns, and cities are under the protection and watchful eyes of King Lockheart. The chief told me that each nation was protected by Aristocrats or royals that each God appointed after the war, and each nation was created and established. Those titles have been passed down from generation to generation. Since we were at Lakota Nation, we were in the King's territory. I was also informed that each ruler has been at odds with each other, and sometimes they battle each other. Yeah, I better stay away from that. I'll have to look at a few spells to help me prevent getting caught in the crossfire. And also, there's another thing I want to avoid, and I want to keep my abilities to myself. If people found out how I can do the things I can do, there's no doubt in my mind that I'll be used as some tool. I'll also have to ensure no one knows about Fenrir and Hel's true identity as the missing Celestial. The chief had told me the Gods of any nation don't want any other Celestials
When everything was ready, we left the village and headed to Redhorn Town, the closest town to this village. I acquired a carriage which I bought at a cheap price. It was broken, but I fixed it and upgraded it to last longer.A storage box was convenient for the horses and me since only the three of us were riding on them, and didn't weigh too much. During the trip to Redhorn, we decided to stop for the night and to prepare our dinner. "What's for our dinner?" Fenrir asked if he saw me preparing the folded table, I had pulled from the storage box. "Oven-cooked pork belly," I told him."Woah! Sounds tasty. How long will the cooking process take? I'm starving," he said. I could practically see saliva on his mouth. "I don't know. The usual pork in my world usually takes an hour to cook, but I don't know about the boar's pork here," I replied, pulling off the oven I replicated from Earth's typical oven. I upgraded it a bit, and instead of plugging it into any electric outlet, I fused
When Fenrir said he'd bring me tons of what he hunts, he didn't joke. There were huge deer, snakes, birds, bears, and oversized ostriches. The other pilled carcasses were pig-like creatures with two hands and feet. I don't know what it is, but I have a hint of what they were. The last pile was a huge wild boar with different skin colors and tusks. "You can sell what we don't need, but the meat will be ours," Fenrir said before lazily riding on the carriage as Hel, and I loaded the carcasses inside my storage box. After that, we finally started to move again. After a few days of traveling, we finally made it! It took us forever, but we finally arrived at Redhorn Town. As we approached the town, I noticed a watch tower that must have been used for scouting out intruders. We got to the entrance of the town and were stopped by guards. "Identification papers, please," One of the guards asked me. "I'm sorry, but I don't have any. I only got some permits here from the village chief," I
I told Ace and Violet not to attack anyone unless they were harmless or I could handle the enemy. The problem is I just remembered that I had to tell them not to attack in front of people as it would gather attention not only to me but to them too. Since Hel acted on her own, she smiled at me with a wicked smile. "I tried to restrain my strength," she told me with her oddly slit eye pupils. She blinked and changed it to normal human eye pupils. On the other hand, the drunkard got a broken arm while limping toward me. He held his broken arm with his non-broken hand and cried in pain. Everyone who saw this was in awe. I didn't want to cause a scene, but look what happened. So much for low-key defensive magic users, huh?Although Fenrir didn't do anything, I heard grunting and saw he was holding his wound. I need to check on it before things get worse. I dragged my bodyguards away from the scene to the nearest Inn and ordered a room. The receptionist offered us class A, probably an