7 – Mountain Village

Peace had returned to Stillo Village.

But they couldn’t revel in the peace.

A hundred deaths.

About 30% of the villagers had died.

Annihilating the bandit group was definitely a good thing, but they couldn’t just be happy about it. Sadness from the deaths and joy from the revenge coexisted.

“Amel.”

“Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“Keila, I’ve said it many times, don’t thank me. I was just repaying what I owed.”

“I only took care of you a little.”

“Everyone has a different perspective on value. Just preventing anyone from touching my body without permission is an act of grace more than enough to annihilate the bandit group. And…”

A small chest.

She returned it.

“You don’t have to return it.”

“It’s too much.”

“Then use it for village reconstruction costs. It’s a bit much to say in a situation like this, but since the number of people has decreased, you should at least have money.”

Amel made a circle with her index finger and thumb.

“I have a lot of money.”

The Video Revenue had accumulated a lot, and it was still steadily accumulating.

The money in the small chest was really just a small amount of it.

She wanted to give 10 percent if she could, but that seemed like too much in terms of general monetary sense, so she compromised with the small chest.

Amel doesn’t care much about money.

She has enough, and she thinks that possessing only 0.01 percent of the revenue is enough, and she thinks that she should use up to 99.99 percent when she can.

Amel told Keila a few things that came to mind.

Hire mercenaries to supplement the village’s defenses, and be careful of these and those things in case the mercenaries try to deceive them.

She advised on what needed to be done for the village in the future.

She didn’t know much about village management, but Keila couldn’t take her words lightly after seeing Amel’s actions.

She listened to everything seriously,

And she intends to put it into action.

Then someone approached.

“Village Chief.”

Keila announced the identity of the approaching man.

The man had bandages on his head.

He wasn’t a combatant.

He didn’t seem very well-trained. He seemed to do the bare minimum of training, but that was it.

The man reached out his hand.

“I’m Teston, the Village Chief.”

“I’m Amel.”

They shook hands.

He’s a Magician.

There were old calluses on the part of his finger that touched the pen.

Thick calluses that only appear on people who study day and night, not just handling documents. He must have been a student dedicated to Magic theory.

“You’re a Magician.”

“Can you tell?”

“Magicians have Magician’s calluses. I can feel your effort.”

“I’m flattered that you see it that way. But I’m just a Magician from the countryside.”

Maybe in his mid-30s.

But still, he was defeated by bandits.

The effort felt through the calluses is a waste, but in reality, this couldn’t be helped. Unless you receive Stats effects like the Hero, Magical Power is quickly exhausted. They can’t use Magic like the Heroes who use Magic freely.

If you see someone like this, it would be a conceited complaint to grumble that they are too talented and can’t see the fun.

Teston bowed.

“Thank you very much for protecting the village.”

Sincere respect is conveyed in Teston’s gestures and tone.

He was completely different from his son.

He told Teston’s son to fix his personality, but he said that he wouldn’t listen at all, so he was also in trouble.

“Then I’ll be on my way.”

Teston leaves.

Leki handed her a glass.

She takes the glass.

It was something made by crushing and squeezing some kind of fruit, then mixing it with water.

The taste was like wild strawberries. Are wild strawberries a specialty of this village? It wasn’t a flavor she liked, but seeing Leki’s face happy with every little thing she received, she couldn’t refuse.

And this.

“It’s alcohol, right?”

“Can’t you drink alcohol?”

“I was just asking.”

She usually doesn’t drink alcohol, but when she thinks about it, she hasn’t had alcohol since she connected to Full Dive.

She takes a sip,

She takes two sips,

That’s when it happened.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

Someone else came.

Six people came all at once.

When she turned her head,

They all knelt down.

“Please help us too…!”

“Please!!”

“Please..!!”

“….”

She doesn’t understand the situation.

She looked back at Keila.

“They’re people from other villages. I brought them along with the members who were captured together. Some people came from far away. It seems the bandit group was quite active.”

“Hmm.”

She took three sips.

Alcohol made from wild strawberries.

It’s not her taste, but she was going to drink everything she received.

She had to finish at least this one glass.

It was a wooden glass similar in size to 1000cc, but it probably wasn’t an amount she couldn’t drink.

But she felt her cheeks getting hot already, realizing that she was getting drunk.

She expected it, but,

‘I’m weak after all.’

It doesn’t seem like her alcohol tolerance has changed just because she became a woman.

It’s gotten weaker.

‘Is it because my body has gotten smaller?’

She feels the warmth of her cheeks with the back of her hand.

Moist, you could say.

Soft, you could say.

Her cheeks were soft like cotton candy or marshmallows, and the texture was good.

“…Village here..!”

“Please help us!!”

“….”

What were we talking about?

They asked for help, right?

Amel’s eyes narrowed and the corners of her mouth loosened. When her red face looked at the other villagers, they blushed together.

Her head tilted slightly following the weight of her head.

“No. way.”

She smiles with her eyes.

A playful tone.

A charming expression.

The other villagers answered a beat late as if they were possessed by something.

“I, isn’t there anything we can do? We’ll do anything! Please help our village!!”

“Us too!!”

“Please! Pleeease!!”

Amel crossed her legs.

She looked down at the other villagers.

She asks those who are kneeling.

“Do you need my help that much?”

“””Yes!!!”””

“Then you’ll listen to everything I say, right?”

“””Yesss!!!”””

“Good. Then…”

Amel returned the glass to Leki.

She gathered both hands in front of her chest with a gap between them.

Crackle.

[Electricity] sparked.

“From now on, you are my puppets.”

“…Yes?”

“I’ll help you save your village yourselves. So, in return, you will be my puppets under my control. Got it?”

Amel took out a [Magic Fragment] from her Inventory.

She divided the [Magic Fragment] that was united into three again.

There were six other villagers, but,

From what she heard, they were from the same village in pairs of two.

Then she made one person a representative.

There was one woman each.

Good.

Women are better than dark men!

Why would you choose a male character unless it’s a stylish character!

They were prettier women than she thought.

Good for eye candy.

The thought of controlling those women as she pleases already made her body excited.

She threw a [Magic Fragment] to each of the women.

“Take it.”

“This is..?”

“What is it?”

“Hmm?”

“What else? It’s a sign that you’re mine now. My puppet. You have to follow my words without complaint? Got. it?”

“””-, Yes!!”

Amel manipulated the Magic of the [Magic Fragment].

She recalled and imitated the form in which the Blade Monster was adsorbed to [Magic] and sucked out Magic. As a simplified version of it, she wrapped the Magic contained in the [Magic Fragment] around the other villagers.

While wrapped in Magic.

Crackle.

[Electricity] sparked.

The body operates through Electricity. Hacking the body by giving Electrical Signals is surprisingly easy.

In the first place, the body is in a completely defenseless state that has never been hacked in the history of evolution. Since it has never experienced hacking, it easily gives up its body even to simple hacking.

[Electricity] becomes the strings of the puppet.

When Amel gestured,

“Uh oh?”

“Whoa?”

“….”

“Hahaha. Dance.”

She controlled the bodies of the other villagers with [Electricity].

The other villagers who are being manipulated dance.

There is no worry about what kind of dance to dance.

She made them dance a dance that was once popular on YouTube as it was directly plugged into her head.

“Leki.”

“Yes…”

She took the glass back from Leki.

One sip.

Sip.

She took another sip of the alcohol in her hand.

Her vision spins.

She gives the glass back to Leki again.

She got up from her seat.

“Let’s go while we’re at it.”

“At this hour?”

“Keila, every minute and second is important in times like this. Don’t worry about the night forest. A super-genius like me would never make a mistake against a Demon beast in the forest. Hehe.”

Genius, she says.

Feels good.

‘That’s right, a genius like me shouldn’t be afraid of such trivial things.’

And it’s a shame for the overwhelmingly strong herself to directly confront trivial enemies.

Ah, shameful.

How shameful.

She is ashamed of herself for wandering around dealing with weak Monsters until now!

The means she finally found was to weaken her Strength and establish a fight with weak Monsters. The way she thinks is like a loser who has never made a single friend.

‘I came up with it, but I’m pathetic, pathetic, me. That’s what a mere minion would think. Why didn’t I realize that it’s not what someone who will stand above should think?’

Americano.

How pathetic.

Hehe.

Hahaha.

Ehehe.

“Haa…”

She covers her face with both hands.

Small and soft face.

Look how pretty the texture is.

This beautiful face will rise to the top of human society and become lonely and isolated.

A lonely beauty.

A beautiful and noble king.

Isn’t it cool?

She wanted that title.

No, she will have it.

‘I will become a lonely king.’

Amel reached out her hand.

“Forward.”

She ordered the [Magic Fragments].

The other villagers are forcibly advanced.

“Th, there’s no village this way.”

“It’s not our village either..!”

“…!”

“You talk too much. You don’t need my help?”

“””….”””

“It’s gotten quiet.”

Amel smiled solemnly like a child who had received a toy she had always wanted, and pointed forward again with her index finger.

“Forward march!”

They’re marching forward!

The forest at night.

A time when evil forces are rampant.

The Strength of the Undead becomes stronger,

The Strength of the Monsters also becomes stronger.

Going into the forest at night was no different from suicide.

But,

Cut.

She Cut the Monster.

At the same time as the Monster that had secretly approached from an invisible place attacked, her body moved reflexively.

Polia is shocked by her movements.

“Did you see that? Is this possible?!”

“It’s like I’ve become a different person!”

“It’s like I’ve become a Sword Master!”

“Wow!!”

Polia and the women jumped up and down in surprise.

The men who watched it envied them.

“I’m so jealous.”

“Why only you.”

“If you’re jealous, you should have been born a woman.”

“It’s all because you looked at Amel with lewd eyes. You guys have been looking at Amel’s chest since earlier.”

“No, I didn’t?!”

“No, I didn’t~. Yeah, right.”

Polia receives Electrical stimulation.

Her body reacted sensitively.

She jumped into the nearby bushes towards a Monster hiding and swung her sword with all her might, splitting its head in half.

She jumped up and down, expressing the joy of gaining overflowing Strength.