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What is the biggest wish of able-bodied men in Korea?

I would like to firmly say that it is life in another world(?).

A strange and mysterious world where swords, magic, dragons and elves exist.

And heroine…

Yes…a heroine with big breasts and big buttocks who seems like she would be good at giving birth to my child…

I also want to get a heroine like that.

The move to another world came quite by chance.

He was not hit by a cargo truck while trying to save a child at a crosswalk.

It’s not like the game that raised the character to max level is submissive. I just woke up in bed and found myself in a different world.

Oh my god, my god.

Perhaps the god here is a beautiful goddess.

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The clothes he was wearing were extremely shabby. There was a musty smell in the room,

The only furniture was a small drawer that could hold clothes.

I woke up on a bale of straw that was barely covered with a cloth, which I was embarrassed to even call a bed.

Creak-

It sounds like it might break at any moment.

Apparently, the body I possessed was not very rich.

Well, it’s okay, from the beginning, if you are born as the youngest son of a prestigious noble family, the balance is not right.

Since I like challenges, I was able to overlook this level leniently.

Outside, it looked like the sun had just risen in the morning. It feels a little hot, so I guess it’s early summer.

Ah… When I cleared my throat, a low voice that felt a bit disjointed came out.

He had a medium-low voice that women seemed to like.

Okay, that’s it here. that. I feel sad if I don’t say anything.

“Status window!”

I clenched my fists excitedly and shouted.

Now, a lot of information such as my name, level, skills, etc. will be lined up in front of my eyes.

My heart is pounding.

What skills do I have? What if I have a hidden skill? I’m worried that I shouldn’t get the heroine too easily.

However, despite my worries, there was no change before my eyes.

Ah mistake. Because this world is based on fantasy. Korean can be awkward.

“Status!”

….

Don’t be a jerk…

“Skill Window! information! Stats! System!”

…

I guess possession in another world is a mess.

Suddenly-

At that moment, the door opened and a man with a stocky physique came in. His face was a little hot and sweaty, as if he had been working.

“Hilde, if you wake up and don’t come down, what are you doing?”

Heald? Ah…my name is Hild?

who are you? The moment the question filled my throat, a lot of information came into my head.

Perhaps my memories are assimilating with a person named Hild. It was a very strange feeling, unfamiliar yet natural.

Gerald. 52 years old. male. My hobby is fishing without my wife knowing. Emergency fund is at the bottom of the kitchen cupboard.

He is me. He was Hild’s father.

“Hello. Father”

As someone from Korea, the country of courtesy in the East, morning greetings are a must.

I bowed politely by placing both hands on my stomach.

“Huh? That..yeah..”

Gerald was looking at me like, “Why is that bastard acting like that today?”

Perhaps Hild wasn’t such a dutiful son.

There was something I wanted to ask you earlier…

“Father. My son has a question.”

“What..what is it..?”

With a very serious expression…

“Did I say I was an asshole until yesterday? Are you the kind of guy who has a hidden teacher?”

The answer was to get hit on the head.

Oh seriously, my life in this world seems to be ruined.

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The anxiety and disappointment about living in another world were forgotten relatively quickly.

Because they were busy making a living every day, they didn’t have time to worry about such things.

There was no such thing as danger. It was a bit difficult not being able to use the internet.

Heald’s family was a family of farmers who managed a small farmland. Even though it was not a profitable crop, it was a potato that was relatively easy to obtain and grow.

In the old days, it was said that one had to have many children to work in the fields, but Gerald had only one child. My routine was also relatively simple.

From breakfast until lunch, I help my father work in the fields.

And after that, I practiced swordsmanship. what? So Gerald is actually a retired sword master?

You might think that Hilde is a crazy person, but Gerald was just an ordinary farmer. Then who is teaching me how to use a sword?

“How many times do you say you are going to catch it like this”

“No, that’s how I caught it”

It was Uncle Jansen from the mill. I have to be able to believe that he was a knight who used to eat a lot of food in the capital.

Anyway, I heard that if a man is an adult, he should know how to protect his own body, so for a few months I have been training step by step, starting with the grip method and the foot method.

“Are you really stupid because you look like your dad? How many times have I told you this, but you don’t understand?”

“If you understand it right away after you only tell it once, why am I learning from you? Go to the capital and ask for a driver. And that’s a pad lip, man”

While chatting trivially, I tried swinging my sword around and moving my body according to Jansen’s instructions.

If I tried to do it seriously, my body would quickly heat up and I would get tired.

Hilde: This kid must be bad at holding a sword after working in the fields for so long.

“Mister, isn’t there something more flashy and cool than this?”

“Something cool?”

Jansen grumbled at my words and stroked his chin. I spread both hands and pretended to extend them and then draw them down with one hand.

“Yes, why isn’t there something like that? A lightning strike! Something like this”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but there are people who use swords like that”

“Oh, who are you?”

“A warrior”

Warrior. How good is this sound? If you’re talking about the royal capital of fantasy, isn’t it a warrior?

An ending where one is chosen by the world, defeats the evil devil, and lives happily ever after, giving birth to big-breasted heroines, daughters, and sons.

It was literally the other-world cliché I was hoping for.

“Is it possible for me to become a hero? Don’t think like that”

“Why? Are you afraid that if I become a hero, I will harass you first?”

Jansen laughed as if he were dumbfounded.

“That’s not it. Heroes are created by the goddess’s choice. No one knows who is selected and by what criteria. It could be a knight who swore loyalty to the king, a prostitute in a brothel, or a vagabond on the streets. And crucially…”

“Conclusively?”

“The only warriors are women”

No, what kind of sexist glass ceiling is this? Why can’t men be heroes?

“So don’t dream in vain, Yonseok”

Jansen chuckled. If he wasn’t an adult, I would have punched him.

Ha…shit..

The goddess here must be ugly…