Chapter 6 (1/2)

Chapter 6: Better get moving

I kept careful watch on my surroundings so that I wouldn’t be caught off guard by monsters as I considered which way I should go.

These were my choices:

Go right on the highway

Go left on the highway

Go into the forest

The main benefit of the road is that it must lead somewhere, right?

The place I’m at right now is pretty high, so I can see the road stretching far to the left and right.

That is to say, I can see quite far into the distance.

But… even with my eyesight of 1.5 (TN: good vision), I can’t see any shops or buildings.

If there are any towns, they must be some distance away. It may be hours, or in the worst case, days, before I can get there.

As for the forest, there seems to be wheel tracks leading from the road deep into the forest, although the tracks are very light.

That is to say, people do go in and out of the forest. It’s even possible that there is a village in the heart of the forest.

If there is a town in the forest, it’s probably closer than anything I could find by taking the road.

After much hesitation, I decided to go towards the forest.

If I run out of MP, I’ll have to use a tree branch as a weapon, I thought, as I began walking to the forest.

MP is a limited resource, after all. If possible, I should try to drive away any enemies that appear with a branch.

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My journey in forest had been going for about 2 hours.

And I, the great Kamisaki Misuzu, was totally exhausted.

The first enemy I encountered in the forest was a small tree stump monster.

Even though it wasn’t that slow, it didn’t look very scary so I was able to calmly cast [Blaze] and shot out a little fireball which killed it instantly.

If it’s like this, I should be able to manage. Or so I thought, but I was naive. I was totally unprepared for the hards.h.i.+ps ahead.

After that, it totally sucked.

Listen, OK?

For the 22 years of my life, I led a peaceful and cultured lifestyle.

For a city kid like me, survival was unreasonable.

When I was in j.a.pan, I could barely kill a mosquito with confidence.

If I came across a c.o.c.kroach, even in the middle of the night, I’d wake up my dad or my older brother and get them to kill it.

As long as it was in the room I’d definitely hide outside.

Some people say b.u.t.terflies are cute, but I don’t like them either.

City life banzai! Nothing beats a clean, air-conditioned room!

In other words… well, you get the idea.

Also, I couldn’t ignore my own morals while striking down enemies.