I, am a dumb lizard. I was flying away to run from a hoard of mad villagers, and now I’m stuck, in the middle of the air, without knowing how to land.
I sobbed as my huge two pair of wings carried my body and soared high up in the sky. If crashing sounded gentle, I would’ve done so a long time ago. But the word CRASHING itself is horrifying so there’s no way I would want to accidentally close my wings and fall flat on the ground. If I didn’t die, my whole surroundings will perish by my weight.
“Ah mou, what should I do…?” I mumbled to myself, occasionally enjoying the brush of air on my scaly face.
Hm?
Suddenly I saw something moving not too far from me—like an object that’s covered with invisible magic—despite my front view filled with only sky, sky and sky.
“Eh? Am I having auditory illusions now?” Just like that one game I played being a character that slowly became crazy a
I guess being a slime is not that bad. The perspective of how you see this world had definitely changed to be a little bit wider than when I was a dragon. And as a plus, I don’t have to walk when all I need to do is chill on this Arabian looking prince’s shoulders. His face looked familiar somehow but I kinda forgot who he is.The dragon clicked his tongue. “Sheesh don’t move so much, you. Your skin is cold.”“What?!” I slithered further from him while displaying a taken aback expression. “You are the one who turned me into a slime, how dare you complain that my skin is cold? What are you, a baby?”I can see his veins popping from my position. Gritting his jaw, he replied, “I ought to toss you down to the ground and smother you with dirt. Consider yourself lucky for having the luxury of staying on my shoulder.”I snorted. This bastard, I should have just stomped him when I was a dragon. Who
I woke up dazed after that. While still trying to figure out my situation, the first figure that caught my attention is Rodrigar who was sitting beside me. “You’re awake?” He turned to the side to look at me. “Whuh… What happened?” My voice sounded coarse. It might be the after effect of the potion, but I feel my throat dry. “You suddenly went silent, so I checked up on you. Then I saw you laying dormant on the ground without moving an inch when I came near, that’s why I got the idea that you passed out of something and brought you out from the bushes.” Rodrigar scrunched his face. “Just what in the world you’re doing inside the bush that make you pass out?” “Oh…” I rubbed my head with my outstretched limb. Given the looks of my formless limb and my translucent light blue body, I am still a slime. “It’s nothing…” I heaved a defeated sigh. I guess other than giving me pain, the potion didn’t give me any other effect. Thankfully I’m still
Now that I think about it, I wonder what is Rodrigar’s full name? I’ve been literally calling him Rodrigar for the past 2 chapters now I can’t help getting curious.“By the way, Rodrigar. What is your full name?” I turned to my side. Rodrigar was sitting with his leg crossed on top of brushing his nose length bangs to the side. The air is especiallly fierce, given the high altitude the both of us were at. Luckily I have cold resistance skill—from when I strain my eyes reading through all the skills in my skills list, and even if I didn’t, the surface of the skin of this dragon both of us were sitting on is enough to keep me warm throughout the night. Apparently Rodrigar has a skill to duplicate his body into several copies, and this dragon is Rodrigar’s duplicated self.Rodrigar shot me a side glance. “It’s Clairmont. I thought I’ve told you before.”I fluttered my eyes a bit. “Clairmo
“Finally I’m in!” I exclaimed. I was stretching my arms after registering myself and Clairmont at the entrance gate to the town. I actually panicked a bit during the registration process because I don’t have any money with me when they require entrance fee. Though, because of that reason too I learned something about my ‘ONLINE SHOPPING’ skill.Apparently I can withdraw the money I gained according to any amount I like. It was like withdrawing money from an ATM, although I wouldn’t need any card or PIN number to do so but to just tap some buttons. This skill is only mine anyways so I don’t think I would need that much of a security.In sum, after I learned about the extension of my skill, I quickly withdrew some money and paid the entrance fee for me and Clairmont to get us out from that situation.Now back to the current time, where both me and Clairmont were walking down the main street. It was strange assuming t
“By the way, you do know about the adventurer ranks, right?” Clairmont tilted his head to my side. The two of us were waiting in front of the counter after our turn comes to be served by the receptionist. When we said that we wanted to register as an adenturer, the receptionist lady pardoned herself for a moment saying that she wanted to bring the exam tool.I shifted my gaze to him for a bit, before drifting it away to look around the guild’s interior. It looks a bit like a bar, but much bigger in size and is filled with adventurers from various races and sizes.“I do. They are divided into F,E,D,C,B,A,S,SS ranks, right?” If I am not wrong, that’s what they said in one of the chapters inside the novel. It was only for a few pharagraphs though, to introduce one of the male leads of the story.“Good that you know. That saves my time in having to explain to you.” Clairmont cracked a smug expression while crossing his
Suna 12 kilos. That… is the amount of meat Clairmont alone inhaled. Obviously, the amount would only increase if I were to add the veggies and bread he ate. Like, I knew he is a bona fide dragon but is his appetite is also of that of his dragon body? “…Clairmont.” My eyes hovered above the empty wooden trays that were originally filled with piles of roasted meat. I then eyed the obviously speechless waitress who was frozen beside our table while holding a tray of roasted meat. I don’t know why… But I feel sorry that she had to witness Clairmont’s gluttony. Clairmont gave me the side glance whilst chomping on a huge slice of meat, indicating a ‘what?’. “Are you a pig?” There goes my mouth. I don’t even know how many times have I degraded this dragon, who is supposed to be ‘o greater and almightier’ than me since the time I met him. Apart from our first meeting, he didn’t feel as scary anymore. “That’s rude, you know?” Said Clairmont, still chomping the meat. Uh, I kinda want the dr
Suna “W-What are you talking about?” I stammered nervously. Clairmont stared at me for a good ten seconds before he continued, “Don’t try to bluff your way out. From all the dragons that I have encountered so far, you are the only one who spoke things about ‘planning the future’ and ‘what ifs’ while acting so anxious. Only mortal beings with short lifespans such as humans would act like that.” I gaped my lips a bit, trying to arrange words to retaliate. But what he said has some truth in it. We humans do tend to plan ahead for future. That was even our specialty, and even ability. And now Clairmont said that is something only humans did? “Besides, you’ve talked about the possibility of you being a human too so that would count in as one of the pieces of evidence.” “Urk?!” My stammering didn’t help much. I guess I’m pretty bad at whipping up a lie, given my straightforward nature. Despite sounding so keen on wanting to reveal my true id
Suna“It would have been better if they let us have a one-day break before the meeting.” I commented as both me and Clairmont prepared ourselves to meet the king of Rustaval a.k.a Elfina’s big brother a.k.a one of the love interests in the novel. It was only yesterday that the news of me and Clairmont being an SS-rank adventurer got out to the public. I thought that there would be at least a couple of days delay before I met another love interest, namely the king. Who knows that the day after we became adventurers, was the day I was granted an audience with the king?I was literally living up the dream of those adventurers who wanted to be granted audience with the king of a country. I would be the same as them if we were to overlook my OP stat. Now that I think about it, my OP stat has given me several wondrous results, from being able to morph, slapping the heck out of a rare monster, to saving the princess of a country who was supposed to be dead i
(TMI! It’s TMI I tell you!)(Suna’s POV)It was almost night time when we returned to Varain. I wasn’t as tired as when I fought the earth dragon, but it did feel pretty tiring answering question about how me and Clairmont managed to defeat the entire population of goblins in a single day, when we arrived at the adventurer’s guild to submit our quest.“Their interrogation reminded me again of why I hate mingling with lesser races.” Clairmont commented, while he enjoyed some tea that I brewed.“Uhm, I too am a lesser race, you know?” Carter, who was daydreaming by himself, suddenly answered.His reply earned a chuckle from me and a grimace from Clairmont.“Clairmont, that’s not a nice thing to say. You will hurt someone if you say that to their faces.” And let’s not forget, I was a human before I became a dragon too. But fair enough, I too felt like the amou
(That's the main character alright)(Suna’s POV)“Thank you so much for saving us!” While I hover about the ground and slowly landed on its earthly surface, I saw Minerva walking towards me. There was this wide smile that she showed us, looking particularly glad and satisfied, that it showed a glint in her mesmerizing crimson eyes.She shot a smile between me and Clairmont, before continuing her unending praise. “The two of you are amazing earlier. I don’t know what will happen if you guys didn’t come.” Minerva said. Her cheekbones that align well with her face structure, making them look full but not too plump, was blushed with a soft red hue. She was blushing, and I felt like I would too, if she looked at me like that.All I could do was sheepishly giggle, a habit my body couldn’t help but do when I feel awkward, while Clairmont—who stood by my side—was throwing his eyes out
(A fan meeting yeay!)(Suna’s POV)[Several minutes earlier…]“I’m hungry.”My eyes deadpanned him. “Are you seriously hungry right now? We are on an emergency mission to save Carter, you know?”“Well, but I can’t do anything if I’m hungry, okay? Don’t you have any snacks that you can buy from your skill? Like an ice cream or something?” He whined.I grimaced at him. “I see what you’re on about. You’re trying to coax me into buying you an ice cream, huh? I won’t buy anything until we save Carter-!”GGRRROOOWLLL….The surroundings went silent.Clairmont bashfully pursed his lips and rubbed his belly. “…I told you I’m hungry.”His statement won another grimace from me, because I didn’t expect for him to be honest. He’s usually either sly, or strange. But he
(Saviour) Carter The hammering in his chest rendered his fingers to tremble, while also numbing his senses towards the surroundings. The people’s chattering, the slightly chilly atmosphere, and even the bright sun seemed to cancel out in the presence of this unknown girl. What is this? Why was he feeling this way? “Tell me, who are you?” The female stopped chatting with what Carter presume her teammates, and turned to look at him with a thin smile on her rosy lips. The wind was gently blowing against them, making the side bangs that framed her face flowed softly. Carter felt choked of his own words, and looked down in embarrassment. The toned-down atmosphere became even quiet. “My name is Minerva, Minerva Lyle Williams.” She rested her hands on her hips, and widened her smile. “Now that I’ve introduced myself, might as well give me your name.” Carter instantly froze. The hammering against his chest didn’t seem like it will stop soon, and for some reason, he was feeling pretty b
(The end. Yeah right.)(Suna’s POV)In an instant, the two of us stayed still, patiently checking Carter.“…He really is walking away from us.” I repeated, while turning behind my shoulders to look at Clairmont. The glinting hue of deep gold in his eyes indicated the activation of his power, and by his nodding, he seemed to feel the same.I returned my focus to my radar. The Carter in my radar looked more like a circular dot tinted in light green, meaning that he’s an ally. Otherwise, all the dots in my radar, which represents other existence, is either white, for neutral creep or weak enemy, or red, representing an existence of severe hostility.For the time being, I zoomed in my radar to see Carter up close. His dot turned into the close-up view of him walking through the forest, like a CCTV camera or something. His transcend through the forest looked unstable. Like he was walking without a destination
(Upheaval)CarterWhile the ground shook every once in a while, and loud and shrill shrieks could be heard filling the forest, Carter was anxiously scanning his surroundings. It all started when Suna told him via telepathy that she would be sending something in his way. But the problem was, he missed the chance to ask what it really was. He remembered guessing whether it was an enemy or not, but she just told him not to worry.Which made him even frantic.Carter is in no way prominent in fighting, nor even guarding, so he was sure that this wasn’t a great idea, for whatever thing one of his benefactors asked to keep an eye on. However, he was also not that prominent in magic to be able to bridge a telepathic communication with Suna to respond to her.For the countless amount of time, Carter swallowed nervously. He was starting to feel pain from his oesophagus, as he was swallowing only air for how wary he was towards his surroun
(A battle begun)Suna“Huh?” Carter started to panic after hearing that. “Wh-What should we do about them?”I passed my glance at Clairmont.“Do I look like that to you before?” I asked.Clairmont grimaced at me. “Well, just like that, but whinier and louder.”I shielded my face and proceeded to memetically mouthed an OH. That was a pure insult, but I have nothing to say because I can be gross sometimes.“We do nothing, obviously.” Clairmont said, replying to Carter while taking off his cloak and placing it inside his inventory. Following him, I did the same before adjusting my braid.For some reason, white tunic, black pants or skirts, and a pair of brown leather boots have become a go-to outfit for both me and Clairmont. Maybe because it’s easy to acquire them, even though I could buy a myriad of outfits from the [ONLINE SHOPPING
Repeat after me: Flick and SpankSuna“Hey, Clairmont.” I muttered to him, without giving him a glance as I etched my eyes on the chieftain’s shenanigans of opening and closing his mouth. Those armor looks heavy, especially that contraption-something protecting his neck. “I think my eyes are playing tricks with me.”Clairmont shot me a side-eye. “You’re saying?”“I am not the only one who sees her, didn’t I?” Clairmont glanced to the chieftain again. “Oh, you’re right. There is a girl beside the goblin chieftain…” His voice trailed off; shock laced his tone little by little.“Why?” His face scrunched into a puzzled frown. I don’t even know, Clairmont, so that confusion didn’t help me much.In the entire spectrum of panorama my eyes could see, this greenish and crude view in front of me is intervened by the un
SunaFrom architectural sense, Varain is quite different than Rustaval. Probably because it’s a town governed by mostly humans, I can say, it fits exactly what a stereotypical medieval town would look like. Bustling streets with a little less hygiene and livestock frolicking about, wanting to be sold, hawker yelling the freshness of their products, less magical looking adventurer guild, and…Goblins.“Ugh…” I unconsciously scowled.Now don’t get me wrong there. I don’t harbour any hostile intent towards the race people called ‘goblins’, I just deeply… despise them. You know, like when you don’t know the truth and blindly dislike someone you barely even know?Yeah, like that, netizens.Another reason why those greenskins irked me to a certain degree, was because the insurmountable amount of mangas and animes stating their notoriety. Imp-like creature that likes