7 Chapter 7 ~ Not so Idle Cha (2/2)

'Mm…'

Licking the already wet fingers, I put them deep in my tongue.

”Mm, I… like it, I guess?'

”It seeems…. you enjoyed it”

”Ah”

I accidentally blurted that OUT!!

Startled by the sudden comment, my face reddens to my ears, ”I-I couldn't help it, she was so skillful”

The Lich laughs, ”Heheh, you'll be… experiencing more of that soon”

I tilted my head, 'Am I going to get **** again?'

I'm looking forward to it.

Turning left, he goes through the corridor, ”This way” he said

I nodded in respond.

And so, while still have no clothes on, I kept following the Lich.

When I was leaving that ”Throne Room”

I got a lot of stares coming my way from all those people, Players, NPCs or even monsters alike.

Surprisingly, it felt good.

I guess it's not just my mind that came back in time.

We've arrived at a Library, or maybe it's a Grand Library, judging by the scale and everything, all the furniture and surroundings were build using high-quality materials.

Such as Domonov Wood, which is the second strongest wood in the game, its Silver-Black color gives the aura of loneliness.

If I remember it correctly, Domonov Wood can only be harvested when one has specific skills and tools, I don't know much about them as I never needed to for such things.

He took out a book from the inside of a skeleton, it was a large brown colored book with a symbol at the center of the cover and artistic handwriting around it.

He sat down and spoke, ”Be seated”

And so, I did what he asked me to.

He's looking me in the eye, it makes me nervous.

”Mortal, do you have a name?” he asked.

Back  in the past, I always use that name, Dola.

But what now?

No longer do I have an identity of my own nor any rights to use that name.

It was a name that I out long hours to make, it's precious to me, and I don't want to use that name on a half-assed avatar.

Back then, I thought a lot about it, spending countless hours thinking up a name. Dola came up to me, I used to dream about wanting to be an Idol when I was a kid.

I was reminded by those times when I was also liking dolls very much, so I decided to take the name from it and make it my own.

Creating the perfect Doll.

Still, I asked the same question again… what now?

Couldn't decide on anything, I shook my head in response.

”…”

The Lich went silent for a moment as if looking at me in pity. I wonder why.

”I see…” he said.

The atmosphere feels heavy all of a sudden.

He paused for a moment, tapping the book he's holding with his thumb. I can't think what is going on in his head, his expressionless face truly makes an excellent poker face.

The Lich jaw, his mouth moves when he talks and sometimes his eyes are also glowing, but sometimes those can also stop moving altogether.

Tilting his head, he then spoke, ”Mortal, do you know the reason… of why you are here… in this wretched place… you Traveler called… Starter Camp?”

'Huh'

Flinched by a monster, an NPC suddenly uses Player's terminology.

How can he know about it, maybe he heard it from the Players? But even so, he shouldn't be able to relate to anything in the real world.

Or maybe the dev just updated his line to be relatable to the Players?

No, that can't be. No matter how stupid or goofy the Devs are, they wouldn't do it just for fun.

It's quite eerie when an NPC or monsters can know of this, these A.I.

A monster— no, an NPC(?) but even so. I feel like I can have a full-blown conversation with him, just what is going on, this is not how it was before.

Maybe the Developer design it this way… so it can self-taught, or maybe it's because I'm playing on Realism, maybe it's both. The system girl did say something like that, being all real and stuff.

Thinking about it calmly, I didn't give much thought about it, this… Prison.

This place is just… there is nothing really, I couldn't think of anything other than it being a stepping stone so that Players can start their Journey on the Surface.

I can't think of an answer, so I shook my head again.

The Lich suddenly radiating a gloomy aura.

He spoke in a scary tone.

”Hurr… I see”

Looking back at me, sternly in the eye.

”Then…”

His mouth moving.

”Let me…. tell you… what we know… of this place”