How To Live In A Different World

Don, don, batan.

There is a closing sound of a dry tree door.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Anyone who walked in through the door and approached me early enough asked me loudly rubbing my shoulder as I slept on my back.

When I look at his face with a thin eye, the man with the beard Moja is staring down.

"...,... uh, oh, I'm fine!

I was unconscious for a while and replied as if I remembered. Wake up the upper body that was lying on the straw and look around. Apparently this place is in a barn loaded with pasture.

"Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

After I rubbed my head with my right hand, my eyes were so tight that I pressed my fingers around my head to clear my consciousness.

"Look, drink this"

The man with the beard, Moja, gave him water in a leather bag, in a cup of wood. There's dried blood creeping up in my hand trying to get it.

"Very much, huh?"

At once, the drinked-up water enters through your throat feeling sticky to your body. My consciousness was clear and I managed to catch a breath, and the bun and the black thing flew out of the ceiling and appeared in front of me.

"Mucha, what do you say? Is the chaser coming?

With that said, Mucha has turned his neck to the side pretentiously loud to deny it.

"Well, then don't take a breath."

That said, I gently stroke Mucha's head.

Mucha looks at me a little worried.

"Honey, I'm sorry about your tiredness, but we're moving."

That's what the bearded Moja man told me as he opened the cabin door a little and looked around.

"You'll still be fine."

I wanted to rest a little longer because I ran off to take a breath.

"No, this place stands out in a cabin in the woods. You'd better move on while the chaser's not here."

The man with the mustache Moja said with a serious face.

"Mm-hmm... ok"

When I replied so briefly, I stood up feeling strong all over my body. My clothes are torn and dry everywhere. It looks painful, but since it moved while healing wounds on the road, there are no major wounds now. However, I feel a little anemic because I lost a lot of blood by the time the wound got blocked. Besides, all you possess is a knife in your right hand, a short magic wand lowered to your waist, and an item wrapped in a fancy cloth you're nostalgic for, and there's nothing left.

"Ha, it's careful."

Lift the knife in your right hand in front of you and sigh loudly.

Not only are you physically fit, but you are also mentally mindful.

"All right, let's go!

The bearded Moja man called after he opened the door a little and looked around to make sure it was safe.

I go out of the barn after the man and into the woods.

There's a mucha wrapped around his neck, and he's on guard behind it.

As we move early, the night sky is lit with a big three-day moon when we look up from the gap between the dim forest trees.

"Are you sure you're okay over here?

When I asked the man with the mustache I was leading,

"Oh, I'm fine. The Romane River will soon be visible. Keep going downstream along the river and there's a boat I've got for you. So much patience."

The man looked back a little and explained that to me.

"Okay."

After a while, I heard the water really flowing.

Moving on to the sounder as it was, I saw a slice of the trees.

"Wow!?

Through the cliffs of the trees, it's a cliff, and if you look down in fear, there's a torrent about twenty meters down.

When I raise my eyes, I see opposite shores.

At a distance, there are about 500 meters.

The other side is also extinct, and it is unlikely that it will be easy to get down and swim across.

"What are we going to do?

When I asked the man with the beard Moja, he raised his right hand and pointed downstream.

"If you keep going down the river, you can always get to where the boat is. It just seems to have come pretty upstream than I thought. Let's move on."

When I say that, I gesture to turn my chin in the direction of a quick progression and go ahead.

I slapped him twice in the face with my palm and started running again.

THEN!!

Buh! Buh! Toss, toss.

I thought I heard a sharp wind cut, two arrows poking at my feet blocked my way.

"Shit! Did they catch up to you?"

The man with the beard mojah flies in the direction in which the arrow flew, and behaves badly.

I put a knife in my right hand, hold a magic wand in my left hand, and remain silent in a state of war.

Ghasty, Ghasty, Ghasty, Ghasty.

Out of the woods, a warrior of a musculoskeletal silver-haired woman dressed in leather armor on the back of a big cat beast like a tiger, each appeared with a bow and sword.

The five of us stuffs the two of us and one of us with jizz as we successfully use the cliffs to surround them.

"Surrender quietly."

While one of the five men says so, he leads an arrow to the big bow and sets his aim on us and pulls the string.

At some point, the man with the beard, Moja, drew his hips sword and stood up.

The five female warriors keep on the back of the Beast, packing more distance with Jiriziri.

Gassa, Gassa

Suddenly I heard the rubbing of trees from the woods.

Momentarily one of the five looked in that direction and the man with the beard Moja was slashed by one of the female warriors.

Bashun

The sound of the arrows being emitted echoed, the arrows pierced deep into the man's chest, and the man fell as he lay still.

Red blood spreads jitterily on the fallen ground, and the man's body is not even picky.

"Say it again. Surrender quietly!

The woman who unleashed the arrow immediately leads the next arrow and asks me again.

I threw the knife of my right hand forward with a poi and put my magic wand on my hips and raised my hands.

The moment the female warrior saw how it was and lowered the bow she had erected,

"Mucha, you fly away"

When I say that, I peel off the mucha that was wrapped around my neck and throw it in the sky.

And I decided to place a bet on one or eight.

I pinched my nose with my fingers, circled my body and jumped Piong from the cliff.

Dobone!

A huge blister rises beneath the cliff.

"Follow, follow, don't lose sight! Find out at all costs."

I face the water desperately in the torrent of the river. It gets caught up in a huge stream and quickly flushes. In the meantime, a woman warrior shouting out loud was heard from the cliff.