chapter 1
1 – Strange Mansion
I didn’t get hit by a truck. I have never been struck by lightning or stabbed by a stranger. At least, I’ve never written a bad comment on a novel with a bad ending.
I’m not particularly considerate of the writer, but if I don’t like the content, I’m the type to quietly leave and curse the community.
Just when I opened my eyes one morning, it was a different world.
I never thought that I would be able to say the line “It’s an unfamiliar ceiling…” In my life. Looking at the plain and white ceiling of my own room, I felt a bit strange when I saw a luxurious ceiling I had never seen before.
I woke up to an unfamiliar mansion.
And I was able to figure out my identity after the obvious cliches of touching my face and body a few times and asking the maid who was looking at me with eyes asking what I was doing.
Michael von Sirius. The forbidden jade leaf of the Sirius family that dominates the northern part of the empire.
It was a young boy with a strangely crude name.
It’s only natural that I woke up and shouted the first thing, but
“Status window! Status! Stats! Skill! Shi-bal what! Play life! Status window!”
I shouted hard, but in the end nothing came out.
Actually, it’s rarer to find a place that encloses something like that while sending it to another world these days. I knew it, but what can I do with it coming out of my mouth instinctively.
It was just that the eyes of the maid staring at me colder than before were painful.
No f*ck, but I’m the only heir to the grand duke’s family.
Of course, I was a good person who couldn’t speak bad words to my family or best friends.
“Boss, it doesn’t look very good. Shall we call the councilor?”
“No, no. I’m out for a minute… I’m out. I have something to think about.”
I shook my head several times and issued a congratulatory order.
I almost got out of habit.
Looking at him, he’s older than me and looks a bit scary. It’s not physically scary, but it looks like if you send a text message asking what you’re doing, the 1 in front of the text won’t disappear until you die.
I sent the maid out and sat down on the bed to organize my thoughts. Wow, this bed is so soft. Is it a water bed?
My thoughts keep popping out of my head. I shook my head several times and fell into thought again.
First of all, I need to organize my current situation.
My name is Mikhail von Sirius. He is 18 years old this year. The only enemy of the Grand Duchy of Sirius.
My father is a grand duke and I have no brothers. Also, my father has no brothers. This is the second time I’ve asked the maid, so I’m sure.
In other words, there is no one who will fight fiercely with me over the position of the next grand duke. I am the only enemy
I’m a little exaggerated, but I’m a noble body, and of course I don’t have to fight for power.
And the grand duchess. This Grand Duchess of Sirius is located in the northern part of the Empire. It is the so-called Northern Grand Duke. For the Grand Duke of the North, it’s national rule to have silver hair and blow cold air, but I’ll have to look in the mirror after a while.
When I asked what kind of empire it was, the answer came back that an empire is an empire. It’s the only empire on the continent, so it seems to be called an empire just like a proper noun without a name.
Anyway, he’s the Grand Duke of the North. The important thing here is the location of Yeongji.
A life of dealing with savages and monsters who constantly move south in a land that is too cold to farm properly? The horse is a grand duke, but not as good as a viscount who is located in the yolk.
It is impossible to know exactly about this right now. I’ll have to sneakily ask the maid later.
But in terms of feeling, it’s not bad. Because the maid’s clothes from earlier and mine now aren’t that thick.
I don’t think the temperature I feel right now is about to freeze to death. It should be taken into account that it is indoors, but considering that it is winter now, it is absolutely not to the extent that farming is impossible.
And the room is gorgeous.
It’s beeping. It’s not that I’m an unfamiliar ceiling for nothing. What kind of hotel lobby feels unreasonable.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem like there will be no money.
Next, the most important thing.
That’s mana and magic.
This is the first thing I asked the maid after coming to my senses and shouting at the status window several times.
If you were born as a man and entered the body of a stranger, what else would you need to check after the status window besides mana?
The maid’s answer was yes. Mana and magic exist.
And I’m likely to know how to use it too.
When I asked if I was learning about it separately, he said that he had just been practicing swordsmanship as if he was talking nonsense, so it must be true.
Since he was born as a man, everyone dreams of being the strongest man on earth. “Swordsman” Refers to a human whose goal in life is to become the strongest man on earth.
I was excited.
To be honest, among those who have read some fantasy, there is probably no one who has not longed for the sword master who spits out a lot.
I can hang my little fingernail here. I can’t even put my finger on it just in case.
Let’s organize it.
I was born as the only son of a grand duchy, with no worries about a power struggle. Judging by the lightness of my body, I am very healthy without any particular disease. Judging by the clothes of me and those around me, I don’t think there’s anything to worry about freezing to death in the north. Looking at the condition of my room, I have enough money in the house. And mana and magic exist and I can use them.
Huh…
Isn’t this just a life mode without a status window?
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There were times when I thought so.
A week after I flew to another world, I wanted to give a soccer kick to me who used to sound like an easy mode.
The young master of the grand duchy was as busy as he was a noble body.
I ran a hand through my sweaty hair.
Just finished swordsmanship training.
When I first practiced swordsmanship, I was half excited and half worried. Manani Swordsmanship is the first thing you encounter. There must be something the owner of the original body has been doing so far, but wouldn’t everyone think it was strange if the level suddenly dropped.
I thought so for a while, but when I grabbed the sword, my body started to move on its own.
My fingers wriggled and the sloppy grip became hard. I feel that I am holding this sword tightly from my fingertips.
The lower body, which had been staggering uncontrollably, was also firmly fixed. It feels like I’ve entered a hole that fits my lower body.
The upper body, which was in total difficulty, was also corrected on its own. It feels like someone is holding me tight and helping me to find the right route for every body.
The most surprising thing was mana. When I swing the sword, my breathing changes. Breathing against my will was an unpleasant and strange experience.
Sueup……. Huh……
After a few breaths, something tickling in my stomach began to spread throughout my body.
Is it closer to twitching than tickling?
As the energy spread through his body, the sword he was holding became lighter and his breathing became easier.
I feel that my physical abilities have improved. The sword is by no means light, but it feels like swinging a broom during cleaning time.
I swung my sword along the path my body remembered. In fact, rather than swinging a sword, it feels like being swung by a sword.
I devoted myself to training for almost three hours in a state of trance. The words are in a state of trance, whether I hit a bruise without thinking or think about future plans, my body moves on its own, so I was particularly focused, naked, and unnecessary.
A week like that. I’m starting to get bored of this out-of-body sword show.
No, I don’t know if it’s me training, but it’s harder than I thought to overwork my body for 3 hours without thinking.
“Kyle, what do you think about when you practice?”
Kyle is the family knight who teaches me. About late 20’s? Early 30’s? I’m thinking it might be like that. Maybe she’s younger than him. Considering that sergeants grow old very quickly, wouldn’t knights be similar?
Anyway, as a result of watching this friend for a week, it is very light. Give me back my knight romance, you bastard. It’s a daily routine for some kind of knight to go to a bar after work and have s*x with the madam. She even brags hard to the young master she serves.
If I were a father, he wouldn’t have given his son a guy like this. Know how to dye Still, when I asked the users a little bit, they said that their skills were real. I’m just listening in one ear and letting it out in the other. No matter how much I thought about it, I wasn’t curious about the fetish of the pub madam, who seemed to be the same as my aunt.
“What do you think? I always think of you and our madam.”
“Aw… Damn… I get goosebumps. Don’t say that in your mouth. You wouldn’t wield it thoughtlessly like this when training. Don’t you do something about swordsmanship?”
My concern right now is one thing. It is that this swordsmanship training, which I invest 3 hours every day, is a very meaningless time in my view.
Of course, it’s not a totally meaningless view. If you think that you exercise hard for 3 hours, your body specs will go up.
But that’s all. As if you can increase your specs by turning the game’s automatic hunting, but you can’t increase your skills, this kind of training only increases my muscles a little, but it’s not very helpful for the purpose of swordsmanship training.
Since I flew to another world and was born with a good background, I wonder if I should do it properly.
“Hmm… Young boy. If there is such a thing, I would like to know a little bit about it. Me too, and maybe our leader doesn’t think much of anything when he’s training, right? Only real geniuses do that while thinking about it. It’s usually done by beating it into the body. I did too. Oh no. Come to think of it, it’s not that I don’t have any thoughts when I practice. I’m thinking of seeing our madam after it’s over.”
“What is so good about that madam? Isn’t the age difference quite big?”
“Ehehehe… The young boy is still young. That of a ripe woman…”
“Ah… Stop the obscenity! Stop!”
Please don’t break my ears anymore. This bastard is no help anyway.
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After the training, I headed to the bathroom to wash off the sweat.
I go into the bathroom alone.
On the first day I fell into this world, I sneakily asked if there was such a thing as a bath attendant, and he looked at me like he was looking at trash.
What, why? It’s a fantasy world, isn’t it possible to dream of that level of fantasy?
This world is particularly strict with male fantasy. What kind of fantasy world is it that monogamy can’t even dream of a bath attendant, and isn’t it properly a circle or an orion?
A few days ago, I asked Kyle about Circles and Aurories, and he got only disappointing answers.
I’ve never heard of such a thing. Sorcerers just use strong magic well, and even grand magicians and knights are just sword masters who give a few people a good fight.
After.
I sighed and looked in the mirror.
I have a very cold impression when I look in the mirror. I laughed like an idiot.
Hey, he’s still handsome. It was better than I thought because the cold expression was neutralized by the stupid expression.
The owner of this body, Mikhail, was a more handsome friend than I thought. When I woke up with this body and touched my body, I thought that I must be handsome because of my sharp nose or good skin, but it was more than I thought.
Her hair was black. Most of the daughters of the Grand Dukes of the North I saw in fantasy had silver hair, but I don’t know why her hair is black. Anyway, he has black hair and trains in sunlight every day, but his skin is pure white. Is it because you’re a northerner?
And the face. I also looked in the mirror and admired a little. Because I’m more handsome than I thought
I was wondering where in the world there is a narcissist who admires his handsome face, but that’s how it happened. Maybe it’s because I don’t realize it’s my face. It still feels like seeing someone else’s face.
The body wasn’t bad either. Even if he is not a muscular man, he has a moderately cool body.
Fine muscles? One called It’s a body that women like.
Finally that. A man’s alter ego and pride.
As expected, Westerners are different.
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