Chapter 3 – Episode 3 You Must Win to Live
Wordsland returns to a strict identity system.
Common, lowest rank. There are only 60 people in Wordsland as a status given to those summoned from the other world. There is only physical speciality, no magic power.
Normal, ordinary citizens of Wordsland. They are civilians with no special abilities. The percentage of women in the normal rank is 35%.
Rare, a combatant who knows how to handle magical powers. From this rank, women rapidly increase and account for 75%.
Unique, a super elite who knows how to take a step higher than just dealing with magical powers. There are only 10 of them in Wordsland.
All of them are women, and Enlil is included.
There is a rank above Unique, but I have never seen a basement.
Underground is struggling to die as a common, while being looked down upon by Enlil, a unique class… I came to experience Wordsland’s caste system deep in my bones.
It’s a fantasy world, but there are no nobles or serfs here.
Whether you have the strength to fight and how well you fight determines your life.
And even at the common and lowest ranks, the basement was a dead end where you only had to wait for the day you would die.
Until today, until we have the power to turn the world upside down.
The barracks of one of the two powers that divide Wordsland, the Blue Seal.
It was a place where summoned commons ate and slept, and it was also an underground lodging.
The commons summoned from the other world do not have freedom of residence. All of them are barracks.
“What a common is, it’s just a draft slave.”
Ji-ha headed to his room, being careful not to be noticed by others.
Room 12.
What makes Wordsland’s compulsory recall better than Korea’s conscription system is that it provides personal space.
Even if it was a two-person room, it was much better than the army quarters where everyone had to live together.
As the basement opened the door and entered, the man sitting in the window chair turned his head.
“Are you back, underground?”
It was a man with green skin and fierce protruding fangs.
The non-human race, the underground road, I was very surprised when I first saw it, but now I’m used to it.
Contrary to his first impression of being a formidable monster, he was a trustworthy friend.
“Yes, Okram.”
The opponent was an Orc, a race that people often think of when they think of fantasy.
Ok-Ram looked at the ungainly figure underground and shook his head.
“I’ve just returned, but use the bathroom first. It must be difficult to be like that.”
“No, you look worse.”
Blood was dripping from Okram’s arms.
Okram was also in a position where he had to fight for his life against the slaves and ignorant opponents who were forcibly summoned to Wordsland.
“This is no big deal.”
Okram gave a light wink and worked his biceps.
Although he was bleeding more, he was a friend who didn’t care and had a coy wit even though he looked blunt.
Underground, who was uncomfortable with the fact that he had to share a room with an orc, was now treating him like a human friend.
He was the most comfortable partner since he began his slave life.
“Clean up your thoughts first, Okram.”
“Um, yes.”
Okram got up without asking anything.
He also knew that the underground surrendered unconditionally, and that he was beaten and ridiculed by the dark elf Enlil.
Okram grabbed the bathroom doorpost and spoke quietly.
“If there’s anything I can help with, let me know right away, underground.”
“… Yes, thank you.”
Jiha responded in a relaxed voice to the consolation.
Taking into account the state of mind of the underground, Okram went into the bathroom without saying a word.
“Then…”
The basement was not frustrated now.
The reason I sent Okram to the bathroom first was because I wanted to organize my thoughts by myself.
Underground summarized the situation so far.
1. I didn’t want to, but I was summoned to this fantasy world and forced to fight for my life.
The class is the common, the lowest class in society, effectively a slave.
2. It is said that if you win 30 times in one fight, you will be returned to the original world, and if you lose 30 times, you will be banished to the other side of the dimension.
A story was going around among the commons that they would rather die than be banished to the other side of the dimension.
3. Underground is currently 0-28, losing 2 more times is the end.
“I can’t die like this. I can’t die…”
Enlil denounced him as lacking the courage to fight, but he did not fail to try the underpass.
They say that if you don’t win, you’ll die because you’re dragged out of nowhere, so it’s only natural that you’re desperate to win.
However, the commons of the opposing faction that the underground had to face were all excellent in physical ability.
There are a lot of guys who can tear humans apart with their bare hands.
Even Okram could beat a human to death without difficulty.
In Words Land, you must have magical powers to overcome your physical limitations, but would Shin Ji-ha, who was an earthling, have such a thing?
“A little while ago… There was none.”
Jiha looked down at his fist with a wry smile.
Red energy began to rise like a haze.
The color was different, but the power that Enlil had shown was magic.
Thanks to this power, I was able to get out of the underground on my own.
However, this power had a condition.
It was information that came naturally to my head as I gained strength.
Jiha bent over and looked at where Okram had been sitting.
More blood flowed from the wound to show off his biceps, leaving a few drops on the floor.
Jiha, who hesitated for a moment, took a picture of the blood with his fingertips.
As the blood is absorbed without a trace… The red aura on his hand became clearer.
“You have to absorb someone else’s blood to get magic power… This is a complete vampire.”
The knowledge that came into your head is correct.
Jiha, who had nodded her head, looked back at her presence.
I met eyes with a rat that was just crawling out of a rat hole.
The basement stretched out its hand.
Wow!
Then, the red magic power spread out in an instant and wrapped around the mouse.
The mouse struggled to get away, but it soon stopped moving and dried up like a mummy.
Jiha could feel a little more energy in her fingertips.
“It becomes long-distance absorption for small creatures…”
He stretched out his hand for the few drops of Okram’s blood still remaining, but nothing changed.
Jiha withdrew his hand and sat down on his windowsill.
Now that she’s in a situation where a second touch could end her life, I’m desperate.
So he had to be more careful.
“The blood of weak creatures can be sucked from a distance, but strong creatures must be in direct contact. And the blood of a strong creature works even better…”
A single drop of okram increased my magical power far more than all the rat’s blood.
“There was nothing wrong with the sunlight, so it doesn’t seem like there’s a weakness. The question is, how far does this go? …”
Once you have magic power. I couldn’t apply it to a fight right away, but I seemed to know how to deal with it.
However, this is not a normal power at all.
In Words Land, magical power is the same as the power to fight, life.
It is natural for even the same rank to have different voices due to strength and weakness.
By the way, he acquires magical power by absorbing the blood of others? It was unlikely that this ability would be socially acceptable.
You have to hide it once.
Aren’t vampires writing that they are vampires on their resident registration cards?
“A vampire. Do it…”
Jiha, who had been laughing dejectedly, froze as he looked out the window.
There was something new on her upper teeth.
The symbol of vampires, two sharp protruding fangs.
“…”
As soon as her subterranean thought she had to hide, she reverted back to normal.
Repeatedly, Jiha confirmed that he could grow and shorten his fangs at will.
“At least you won’t get caught because of your teeth.”
A vampire who gains mana from the blood of others, Jiha laughed at the ability he acquired a few hours ago.
I became a vampire overnight, but it’s better than a slave.
“Yes, much more…”
Will win now
The women who looked down on him, this absurd world of weak and weak women. Everything will turn upside down
But for the time being, I had to hide my powers and gather information. To do that, you need a collaborator.
And the moment I saw the fangs, additional information popped into my head.
Direct bloodsucking is more efficient than indirect bloodsucking.
And direct blood-sucking only works if the opponent is of the opposite sex.
“…”
Commons were all male.
In other words, it was meaningless even if the basement asked.
“Then…”
A name that came to me reflectively.
Enlil.
If you bite her, wouldn’t she be strong right away?
The next afternoon.
Commons are limited in their activity radius. You can’t even go out on your own.
Just like you were locked up in the army.
“… You called me because you couldn’t go out?”
Standing in the backyard of the barracks, Enlil made a puzzled face.
The lowest rank, Common, dared to call Unique to come.
“I’m so embarrassed… Although I came with a half-doubt. If you do nonsense, you will die today.”
Enlil put a hand on her waist and glared at her with a cool gaze.
She would be an idiot if she was intimidated by a woman staring at her, but if she was a monster who has been eating people’s throats, the story is different.
“I have a suggestion.”
However, Ji-ha did not hesitate and brought up the matter.
Enlil let out a laugh.
“Proposal? Did you make me an offer just now? Common is making a proposal to me who is now unique?”
“Don’t drag your horse around for a long time.”
“…”
Enlil clenched and opened her fists in amazement.
It is a conflicting reaction, whether to throw her fist and smash her bone pain.
Ji-ha, who had made up his mind, was not intimidated.
“Even though I’m the lowest-ranking Common, you can’t dispose of it as you please. Because summoning a common requires ritual, wealth, and magic stones.”
“…”
As pointed out, Common is actually a slave, but he could not be disposed of.
Because there are resources that went into summoning.
That’s why Enlil also disapproves of her underground, despises it, but keeps it alive for now.
Enlil crossed her arms with her face dripping with her chill.
Her voluptuous breasts twitch provocatively under the pressure of her arms.
“It doesn’t matter if you dispose of it if you say and do something that disturbs the rating system. Anyway, it’s enough to report that you’ve lost 28 straight times or that you’ve been arrogantly against me.”
“Are you going to give a false report?”
“Telling me to come and go is a serious sin. You are garbage, I am Unique. My five minutes are more important than your life.”
It sounds infinitely arrogant, but Enlil just said what he had been taught.
Because she has lived in a world of women and men.
Words Land is governed by women, and men without magical powers do chores.
He has no consciousness of insulting men since it is natural for him to put men down since he was born.
Even taking that into consideration, the underground is bound to get heated.
What’s with all these crazy bitches? Is this why you’re going to get married? … A thousand thoughts came to my mind, but I held it in.
“Is my next match in two days?”
“Did you just call me to check the schedule? If you didn’t know about your funeral schedule, I’ll do it now.”
Enlil took her hand by her waist, not joking.
She had hit her countless times, but she never used a sword.
Enlil was about to draw her sword when her subterranean spoke quietly.
“I win that match.”
“…”
A little surprise passed over Enlil’s face.
The basement, which repeatedly surrendered unconditionally when the match started, said this.
“Okay then…”
“There is only one condition.”
Condition? Although Enlil was bewildered, she was cold underground.
“When I first came here, you were the first thing I saw. You introduced me to a world where you can win anything in Wordsland.”
“…”
Enlil frowned at her. I don’t remember her in detail, but she was an explanatory note of courtesy to the common who had just been summoned.
“Do you remember when I asked if you could have it too? You laughed out of your temper and said you could do it if you just kept winning.”
“So what do you want to say?”
Enlil coldly shot.
Threats to crush her boner if she said any crap.
However, in order to overcome the underpass in the future, I do it because it is necessary.
She had to cross a dangerous bridge to dramatically increase her mana.
Just looking at her standing, she declared that she is mouth-watering, voluptuous body, and Jiha towards the silver-haired dark elf beauty.
“So if I win…”
