Chapter 2 (1/2)
Chapter 2: Hot Start
“...... What the heck is up with this?”
When my consciousness returned to me, I found myself inside a jail cell.
One side is a row of rusted iron bars. The remaining three walls are all stone. The ceiling is high, almost 3m up, with a small skylight.
A dirty, old rag for a bed, and a hole in the floor seemingly for waste. This is all that encompa.s.ses my entire world.
In addition, there are wooden shackles on both of my hands.
Beyond the iron bars, I see another empty cell that looks exactly the same.
“What a hot start……”
It is indeed true that ‘The Guardian’ did not specify my circ.u.mstances after the transfer. Perhaps some of the blame is on me, for not asking……
I didn’t ask because I somehow had the expectation of being in the middle of a gra.s.sy plain, or inside a forest, or even some ruins.
“If this was a scenario written by a game master, then he must be someone with a terrible personality.”
I grumble to myself while standing up to confirm my situation.
In this case, the ‘game master’ would be The Guardian, wouldn’t it? He didsay I’m free to do whatever I want, but I do not plan on taking him at his word and completely cutting loose. The reason is because there is absolutely no way that something this elaborate would be done without any purpose.
Judging by the fact that light is coming in from the hole above my head, it must be currently noontime.
Right now, I have on a snug pair of pants and a long-sleeved s.h.i.+rt. My feet are, surprise surprise, bare.
My robe, my staff, and even the sling bag with my important spellbook inside are all nowhere to be seen. Even the rings that were supposed to be on my hands, all of which were magical items, have been stripped away.
“Is there no limit to the figure of speech ‘suddenly and precipitately’...... Dying so suddenly, then going to a strange dimension all of a sudden, and even suddenly becoming a TRPG character……”
(T/N: In case anyone’s curious, the phrase used here is 急転直下.)
Feeling extremely tired, I lean against the wall and hold my head.
“Haaaaa---- I’ve really come to a parallel world.”
I find myself worrying about my previous world, such as who will find my corpse, and my preparations for next week’s meeting being still unfinished.
This might be a situation where I really should take action immediately, but I had to take several deep breathes to calm myself down.
After being dazed for several minutes, my mind finally starts working.
“Well, even without my items, as long as I can use my spells…… Speaking of which, I don’t have my spellbook either!”
The harsh reality that I realize once again causes me to go pale.
“Not having my spellbook…… This is quite serious.”