Chapter 12 – Episode 12 Round 2-2
The day after the 2nd round.
The basement was reading a book in the library.
The Commons’ barracks had their own leisure facilities, and this library was one of them.
As the commons were summoned, they could automatically learn the language and characters of Wordsland and read freely.
However, in the library, there was only one underground.
You might die tomorrow, so how many people will read a book today?
“No…”
However, Jiha was absorbed in reading right after being summoned.
I don’t have the ability to fight, so I want to get a lot of information.
“Demon Emperor, there is no mention of blood-sucking magic anywhere.”
Right now, I was looking through the books to find out about vampiric magic.
But it didn’t work.
“Then it must have been an ability passed down secretly. I can’t ask the others…”
Jiha, who had covered a history book, read another book.
A short description of each race was found in the book, Underground Succubus.
“Succubuses have a very slow magical recovery rate before their 2nd awakening, and the 2nd awakening takes place when they come into contact with men… The explanation is too short.”
The basement murmured as the library door opened.
I thought it was a librarian, but it was a wolf-headed man who entered.
His bare hands and feet are also covered in fur.
Was a werewolf
I was surprised when I first saw the underground passage, but now I calm down.
This man, too, was brought from another world, the Common of Blue Seals, and was forced to fight.
It’s like a basement.
“Late. Uben.”
“Is it?”
The werewolf, Uben, apologized with his eyes and sat across from the basement. Uben looked around and smiled bitterly.
It’s so strange that the wolf’s mouth softens.
“The smell of books is strong. It’s a place I don’t like.”
“I called because I had something to say.”
Underground brought out the main point.
“I’m out of the rotation for a while with an injury.”
“…”
It meant that he would not participate in the summoning war against the commons of Purple.
If it were Enlil, he would try to get the underground out again tomorrow.
Since he couldn’t continue to be swayed, the underground began to move.
Uben raised the bottom of his hands and showed them.
“Is the head injury serious?”
Jiha, who had been beaten with a club by the troll Bowsing, had a bandage on his head.
“Well, for the time being, I need to be sane.”
“I understand the situation, but why are you telling me? If you are unable to attend due to injury or illness, shouldn’t you talk to your supervisor?”
“I’m calling you to tell you this…”
Uben’s record was 14 wins and 6 losses, which at first glance seems like a good score, but in fact it was an impossible one.
If you lose in a confrontation between the commons, the life and death rights are entirely given to the opponent.
Just as Jihaga could have killed Zrambul, Uben could have died the moment he was defeated, but he survived.
He is an oddly lucky werewolf.
“You never surrendered. Did you lose narrowly and win narrowly?”
“Yes.”
“And you’ve been here as long as I have.”
Ironically, Jiha was one of the senior members of Blue Seal Common.
Although it’s only 3 months.
They were called before the underground, and most of the strong guys died.
The underground has endured for a long time because it has continued to surrender.
“I know I will look funny.”
“…”
Uben didn’t answer, just stared at him.
Jiha, who only survived by surrendering, was not respected among the common people.
In terms of the military, out of the jockeys? No, it was just not worth mentioning.
“But I found a way to win.”
“It’s magic attribute.”
Uben smiled strangely.
She was a face that really wanted to see if the underground was enchanted.
Commons couldn’t watch other commons’ matches, so they only heard rumors that the underground had magical powers.
“Following Zrambul, we beat Bowjing. Even a bare-handed human… If you have magical powers, it’s understandable.”
“…”
Among the commons called to Wordsland, none possessed magical powers.
It was a common theory that only non-magical beings were selected and summoned.
“May I ask how you got your magic?”
It was the topic of greatest interest to the commons of Blue Seal, the people of this city, Warris.
What happened to the appearance of a common with magical powers?
I felt that the gazes around the underpass had changed.
“I’m trying to find a way to win everyone.”
“… What does that mean?”
Uben’s voice lowered at the sudden topic.
She sent only meaningful glances underground.
“It takes time. And if successful, good for everyone. If I fall out of the rotation, other kids will have to fill that spot, but you calm me down in moderation. It would look ugly if I did it myself.”
“…”
Uben, who was looking at the basement, nodded.
She said, “Okay. Can I just do that?”
“Okay.”
“Let it go.”
Uben left the library without saying goodbye.
He’s injured, but when Jiha is out of the rotation, someone has to fill the void.
Of course there will be complaints.
Underground was intended to manage reputation among the commons.
That way, when the day comes to overthrow Wordsland, other commons will follow.
‘I chose Uben for that role because he is a senior and has a lot of say. Okram is more trustworthy, but he’s still a rookie.’
I secured some spare time and prepared for the future.
“One solved, the next diagnosis…”
Blue Seal’s Common Barracks.
Infirmary.
It is usually a place where commons who are seriously injured in the Colosseum come and receive healing magic.
In Wordsland, there was a healer who healed others with magic.
“I thought it was a concussion, but luckily I don’t think it was. Still, wouldn’t it be better to be careful for two or three days?”
A brown-haired woman, wearing a white coat, removed her arms from the head of the basement.
“If you don’t force yourself to move and stay quiet, you will be able to come back.”
“I mean… Put up the diagnosis. At least 15 days to 1 month is needed to be corrected.”
“Are you going to fake a disease?”
Healer Sirell frowned at her.
She is an urban beauty with a bob cut that looks good on her.
She’s a sophisticated career woman, but she’s outgoing and friendly, so there’s no sense of distance in her underpass.
“It really hurts. And if it’s her hair, be careful. Wouldn’t that be an unreasonable demand?”
“Anyway, you’re asking me to write a fake medical certificate, right?”
Cheryl didn’t like her very much.
I thought she would do it because she’s kind of friendly, but she acts strange.
“Mr. Underground? Do you know that this request is against professional ethics?”
“…”
She stared down into the basement.
Contrary to her words, Cheryl was laughing cheerfully.
“What is it? It’s rare that you ask me to, so I’ll write you a medical certificate.”
A resident of Wordsland and able to heal others with her magical powers, her rank is rare.
But she didn’t put her rank up in dealing with the common underground.
Sherrell was so shy.
“You know that even if I post a medical certificate, your officer in charge will ultimately have to approve it, right? I am only giving medical advice.”
“I will take care of that.”
As her basement nodded, she held out her palm as if for granted.
“Then money.”
“… Isn’t it free to receive treatment for Common?”
It’s funny, but Common was free even if he was treated for his injuries.
Didn’t she ever charge her money for fixing an injured dog?
But, sitting with her legs crossed, Sirel pushed her upper body in.
The wind caught her eye on the valley of her chest under her shirt.
The angle where even the pink breast cover was slightly visible, and the gaze of the underground naturally stayed on the white skin.
Her breasts and fair skin look smooth even if she is held in one hand.
“You finally got it right. Then, of course, you should shoot me. When you came with your arms torn off and your stomach split, did you intend not to buy me a meal for saving me?”
“Do you live and eat common?”
Sirel will be much more affluent than the underground in terms of food, clothing, and shelter at a rare level.
“Did you get a lot of dividends? I even write a false diagnosis, are you going to go barefoot?”
Cheryl, who wanted to press on, smiled bitterly at her.
“But, what’s the point of getting something expensive from you who just happened to win? Would you like to see me for dinner at Jorn?”
Jorn was a restaurant and bar not far from the barracks.
The taste is good and the price is not expensive, so it’s a crowded place.
I had been to the underpass with Okram once.
“Are you thinking of not buying a meal from the woman who kept treating you every time you got hurt? That’s not Wordsland manners.”
“Okay, put up the diagnosis.”
Jiha lifted her gaze from the valley of Sirell’s chest and said calmly.
When she tried to complain, she added a word.
“I will live when my hair is completely healed.”
“Okay, don’t say anything else later.”
Cheryl was delighted and quickly wrote her report while humming her song.
She looked excited, but Jiha didn’t say anything.
‘There’s nothing wrong with making a deal with Sirel, the barracks exclusive healer. If I can buy a drink and freely manipulate the schedule of the summoning war, it’s a profitable business.’
The gaze of the underground that she was thinking about stayed on the line next to Syrel.
A waist line that runs smoothly from her bulging breasts.
As I look at her white thighs drawing her soft curves, blood rushes to her crotch without realizing it.
Until now, she was only seeing her as a therapist, but Cheryl was a young woman, a beauty in her early twenties.
With her outgoing personality, she doesn’t care about class differences and behaves without hesitation…
“…”
Her basement looked down at the nape of Sirell’s neck as if shed.
In her infirmary, it’s just him and Syrel now.
Hehe.”
Syrel, unaware of her subterranean gaze, was humming and writing her report.
Her basement was about to rise from her chair when she put her pen down as she raised her head.
“I wrote it all!”
Looking back at her with a wide smile, she tilted her head.
“Why are you up and looking at her window?”
“I’m trying to change my mood.”
“Are you hurt and depressed? It’s not the first time you’ve been hurt. It’s an injury like this, compared to before, it’s weak.”
Sherrel said comfortingly and stood up.
“It looks greasy, but it makes me feel better. Now that I have money, I can get some fresh air and eat something delicious. Eating alone If you’re lonely, I’ll eat with you.”
“If you are greedy about eating, you will gain weight.”
“There really isn’t anything I can’t say to a woman.”
Cheryl rebuked her and turned her away.
“I’ll upload it, so stay calm.”
Cheryl walked out of her infirmary at a brisk pace.
When she left, she finally looked back to her door in her basement.
“You have to plan ahead…”
Sirell is kind to him, so it’s better to leave him alone.
The reason underground got up was to calm down while watching the scenery.
“I need to suck blood properly to build strength.”
After Enlil, it’s about getting a small animal from time to time.
The amount of magic attribute did not increase too much.
“No matter how much you catch the little guy, you can’t level up.”
The basement took care of the heart.
As the fact that he had magical powers was revealed, Jiha became a man who caught the attention of Warris, a border town.
Enlil will also think one more time before Hakoji.
Dig into that
“The time has come soon.”
Jiha sat on the bed in the infirmary and waited for her opponent to come.
In order to officially drop out of the rotation, you had to go through a diagnosis from the therapist who confirmed the injury and a confirmation from the officer in charge.
The medical certificate was made by Sirel, and an official interview request was placed in advance with Enlil.
He will be paying attention to the dynamics of the underground, so he will come right away.
“I don’t want to stop talking about it.”
Since intermingling he had never seen Enlil.
It was clear that the common level underground could not be visited first, and Enlil was not intentionally visiting.
Even though he was forced to play the second match, he did not even watch the match.
“Pretending to be a temporary truce here…”
No matter how confused Enlil was, he couldn’t attack Common in the healer’s infirmary.
Underground chose a safe zone and planned to face Enlil.
Smart.
Jiha frowned at the knocking sound. It was very strange that Enlil was knocking.
“Are you inside?”
It was another woman, not Enlil, the sweet and well-behaved voice.
Succubus Yura.
“…”
Why did you come here? Accident?
Anyway, it’s a chance.
A unique class is an opponent that is not easily met, and Yura is not even his manager.
It was difficult to get a chance to face each other, let alone talk.
However, the infirmary was only underground, and it was a golden opportunity.
“Come in.”
If the Dark Elf seeks his life.
Let’s use this succubus.
