We ended the conversation, retracing our friendship transcending species, and set out
again.
This demonâs name was Kogmos.
He was my fantasy translator.
âNickname?â
âItâs my real name. My family tree is rather impressive, but⊠Iâm the 23rd child of the
14th Demon Kingâs 348th wife, so thereâs nothing to worry about.â
âWow! You were a prince?â
âHumans put great value in a royal status, but to us, those in power monopolize their
spouses. Royals and nobles are quite common.â
âSo youâre saying youâre a demon without even a decent facade.â
ââŠâ
âStop crying.â
âItâs all your fault!â
He made things quite difficult by dripping tears whenever I said something.
Were all demons in the fantasy world like Kogmos?
âIs your pet name Kogmo?â
âMos. Itâs a name the now 425th wife of the 7th Demon King⊠an old friend, gave to me. There wasnât even a single word of congratulations to her breast-feeding her first
childâŠâ
âUh.. um⊠hang in there.â
Who didnât have their own stories to tell in this world?
The demonâs circumstances of his pent-up issues with marriage was pitiful, but it wasnât
as unfortunate as me getting kidnapped into a fantasy world.
That was my fifth day missing.
I had been torn away from my family.
My chest tightened thinking about how worried my parents on Earth would be.
[A certain god yawns loudly.]
[A certain god rolls around, enjoying the sunbath.]
The god was extremely uncomfortable whenever I got along with fairies or humans, but right then, they were ever so calm.
Just what was their standard?
âBy the way, when are you using the bathroom? It didnât look like you ate anything for
the past two days.â
âOh! Itâs already been two days, I see. Time goes by so fast.â
It also meant that the demon and I had spent two days in the forest together.
Is that how we bonded?
Not at all!
Species, cultures, hobbies, ageâŠ
There couldnât be a normal conversation between two males without anything in
common or a connection.
âDonât change the subject.â
âYou didnât eat or shit anything either.â
âIâm a demon. Donât think of me as those inferior humans.â
ââŠâ
âStop crying.â
As we were talking about useless things, the infernal forest ended, and we could see a
sky blue plain.
The demon, with his eyes dried out, coldly explained.
âOnce the forest ends, itâs the swordmastersâ Knight Kingdom. Itâs also the orcsâ territory,
like I said before.â
âOrcs, you sayâŠâ
They werenât an unfamiliar species.
They were in charge of raising the charactersâ exp in fantasy novels, cartoons, and
movies.
But I couldnât let my guard down.
There were quite a few works with a strange set-up like âorcs are actually niceâ for a
unique twist.
So I couldnât be sure until I saw an orc in person.
âOh! Thereâs one over there.â
While the gnollsâ habitat was a dense forest, orcs lived a small, nomadic lifestyle in a
vast plain.
I saw green pigs guiding cows and pigs.
âSniff sniff. Smells like a human.â
âGive it up. Theyâre all males.â
âBut we can still fill our stomachs.â
A biped pig following a biped hyena!
But the only pig-like thing was the head and fat belly.
Its arms and legs were like muscular logs, with solid pecs on its chest.
It was one of the versions of an orc Iâd known on Earth.
âOh, no⊠Itâs all your fault.â
âWhat is?â
âYour eyes, they glow like a gnollâs. Are you not aware how annoying that is on a night like this?â
âAha!â
I had gotten too used to the power and forgot.
I thought I was unlucky because I ran into a group of orcs as soon as I entered their habitat, but it was really just the edgy effects.
âDo something about it⊠you bastard! Why didnât you hide it if you already knew how
to!â
âIt looked cool.â
âAnd I could see better in the dark.
Flash!
Reactivating the edgy effect, I looked straight at the group of orcs coming towards us.
One, two, three, fourâŠ
Ten green biped pigs pointed their weapons towards us.
âI see theyâre relaxed.â
Gnolls would have screamed âmeatâ as they ran at us at full speed.
It didnât seem like they were going to fight right away, but their stance wasnât all that
gentlemanly either.
It was like they were looking down on us.
âWell, look at yourself.â
âWhat about me?â
âYou look like a small-time mercenary exhausted from fighting all those gnolls. And yet,
you got a lot of riches with you.â
Demon Kogmos scolded me, pointing to my bag of trophies.
âHm. Should I talk to them?â
âDo whatever you want.â
I wanted to beat up the demonâs face for looking ready to laugh at me, but I held it in
and took a step forward.
After all, I was a good, cultured citizen of the smoke-fill EarthâI loved peaceful solutions.
âOrcâŠâ
âSkinny pig! Hand over everything you have!â
ââŠâ
I didnât think Iâd be called a pig by a green pig.
âSkinny pig. Do you not know the pig language?â
âIâm a human, not a pig.â
âA pig speaks the orcâs tongue?â
[Hero]
It was thanks to the evil goddessâs curse, but was a human speaking an orc language
that big of a deal?
The orcs, taken aback, talked amongst themselves and cried in unison.
âBoar! Give us everything you have!â
âYouâll die if you donât!â
âPresent us the female hog, too!â
It was a much better vocabulary than those gnolls who only cried, âmeatâ!
But the contents of what they were saying werenât all that different.
ââŠGuess I donât have another choice.â
Demon Kogmos told me orcs were much stronger than gnolls.
And from the looks of it, they were used to working as a group for attacks or sieges.
Could I beat them?
Iâd simply die if I couldnât, but I wouldnât die easily.
And above allâŠ
[Outsider]
[Fairy]
âHey, you green pigs! Hand over everything you got!â
âWe are orcs! Not piâ oink?!â
âThatâs what I should be telling you!â
âWeâll settle who the actual pigs are!â
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After passing out from a concussion in the forest, Oh Hanwoo sprang up as soon as he
gained consciousness.
âWhat about the gnolls?!â
ââŠI took care of all of them.â
âTh-thatâs a relief⊠Huh?â
He relaxed after listening to the beautiful voice nearby, but his train of thought completely stopped for a moment.
The girl was still beautiful.
But she wasnât the same as before.
âWhat happened to your hand?!â
Her left hand was gone.
Her pretty, fair hand that was nothing like a mercenaryâs was gone and was tightly
bandaged to stop the bleeding.
She hid her left arm to the side and said, âI made a mistake.â
âBecause of meâŠ?â
âNo. I lost it because I let my guard down and looked elsewhere, so thereâs no need to
blame yourself.â
ââŠâ
That couldnât be.
Even Oh Hanwoo knew how to read the room.
She must have lost it while trying to protect him and fight at the same time.
[Special]
He wasnât like the main character at all.
It was pretty common for the main character to get help from a beautiful girl at the
beginning when he was weak, but at most, the damage would be her clothes ripping.
And even then, he would cover where her clothes ripped and ask, âdid you see that?â
and move on.
But thisâŠ
âItâs common. Countless mercenaries retire like this. Iâm just retiring a little early
because I was unlucky.â
âWhat?! This doesnât make sense! Iâm the main character?!â
âSir Oh HanwooâŠ?â
âW-wait a minute. There must be a way to treat your hand! Using my blessing⊠damn it!
Iâll acquire a blessing to solve this soon. This doesnât make any sense otherwise!â
ââŠIâm happy enough with you being sad for me.â
âHappy?! How can you be soâŠ!â
âIt was my mistake, so please donât blame yourself.â
ââŠâ
âSheâs not holding the boy who ruined her life responsible?â
[Special]
The blessingâs effect didnât make him happy.
Calling the girl strong would be an understatement, and Oh Hanwoo felt like heâd go
crazy listening to her.
[A certain god of wind falls off their cloud from laughing.]
[A certain immature god of dice asks how youâre feeling.]
[A certain god gives a thumbs up.]
The gods were gleeful, even in a serious situation like that.
âStop laughing! Is this funny to you?â
[A certain god is displeased by you lashing out.]
[A certain god decides to teach you a quick lesson.]
âWhat?! Wait! Just waitâŠ!â
Oh Hanwoo tried to clear the air after yelling at the Gods in a spurt of anger, but it was
too late.
[Name] Oh Hanwoo
[Level] 1
[Blessings] Hero F, Special F, Mercenary F
[Curses] See Through F
[Dividend] 2.55
Without a moment for him to beg for forgiveness, there was a curse added to his status
window.
It was an effect that would have been incredible in all sorts of ways if it was a blessing.
[See Through]
> You are unable to take a peek, even if there are no physical barriers!
> The chances of your weaknesses or secrets getting revealed increases significantly.
It was from then onâŠ
Oh Hanwoo saw the beautiful girlâs breasts and bottom through a slightly foggy cloud as if it was censored.
ââŠDid my eyesight get worse?â
Is what he thought for a moment, but her bittersweet face and surroundings all looked
clear.
âO-oh my godâŠâ
This curse was too cruel for a vigorous young boy!
But he couldnât complain. If he did, there would only be another curse.
Holding down his anger, hero Oh Hanwoo remembered a more important problem.
âThere must be a way⊠oh!â
âSir Oh Hanwoo. Now that youâre awake, go back to a safe city for now. If the gnolls
come back, I canât promise youâll live through it next time.â
âOkay, and itâs not too late to lose hope.â
âOf course, since Iâm still aliveâŠâ
âNo! I didnât mean it in such a depressing way! If you go to the city temple and ask the
Saintess, she can restore your lost hand!â
The solution Oh Hanwoo thought of was using the Saintess who could revive the dead.
But the girlâs face didnât light up at all.
âThat will be difficult. The Saintess doesnât do anyone favors.â
âDonât worry about that.â
âIâm not in the mood for jokesâŠâ
âIâm also serious. This is a matter of your life, after all.â
ââŠâ
Oh Hanwoo was sure he could change this crisis into an opportunity.
âI sincerely apologize for hiding my true identity this whole time.â
âYour true identity?â
âIâm a legendary hero. And you are the heroâs comrade. The Saintess will treat you at all
costs!â
***
The orcsâ armor was quite sturdy compared to the gnolls.
It looked silly, like an adult in childrenâs clothing, but they could pass off as a human if it
wasnât for their face and skin.
And⊠of courseâŠ
âWhat the hell is this pig?!â
âBlock him if you have the time to ask!â
âWhat? You try blocking him!â
The way I saw it, orcs and gnolls werenât very different in terms of force required.
It took around the same amount of time for the strong force of the blue dagger to cut
open their stomachs.
The demon had lied to me.
âDo you not have any respect for the dead?! Orcs are stronger than gnolls. Donât treat
them the same!â
âRespect, my ass.â
Unlike the gnolls who took a while to give up, I could get rid of every single orc thanks to
them abandoning their companions and running away as soon as they knew they had
the shorter end of the stick.
They were more annoying than the gnolls, for sure.
Stab-
âOiiink~?!â
I wiped off the blood on the blue dagger from the last orc that went down while screaming its pig throat out.
I turned around and looked at demon Kogmos, who only sat back and watched that
whole time.
âHey. If youâre accompanying me, shouldnât you at least help⊠huh?â
Flare flare~
The demonâs bottom half was engulfed in white flames, quickly burning like a dry
firewood.
âIsnât that dangerous?â
Demon Kogmos spoke in a low voice with all the blood washed out from his face.
âL-look up at the sky.â
âThe sky? WoahâŠâ
At first, I thought it was an airplane, but that couldnât be, this was a fantasy world.
It was a white dragon.
It was a fantasy creature with the body of a lizard and three pairs of wings.
âThe Saintess is on there.â
âThe Saintess?â
âAs expected from humanityâs greatest weapon. I canât believe she saw me from up
there and hit me perfectly⊠kirk! I was lucky. No, since I saw one of the two Saintesses
in the entire world, does that make me unluckyâŠ?â
âHa~â
The white dragon carrying the evil goddessâs pawn disappeared into the air.
âWhere did she go?â
âItâs the direction of the fairy kingdom. If itâs bad enough for the Saintess to take action, it
canât be a small problemâŠâ
âHow about you worry about yourself first?â
If he was a human, heâd be dead by the time his bottom half was burnt and gone.
ââŠâ
âTalk. Are you dead?â
âCarry me.â
ââŠâ
âDonât look at me like that! I donât want to be carried by an inferior human either, but I
canât heal a wound from a holy flame quickly.â
âGoddamnitâŠâ
âIâll pay back the Saintess for this shame and humiliation someday.â