[13th Round] Good Age
Fantasy’s Eastern Continent consisted of four large islands and many smaller ones.
All of its cities were ports, and the land here was used exclusively for agriculture, so battles were strictly prohibited.
But it wasn’t as peaceful as everyone hoped.
Mercenaries, pirates, bounty hunters, slave traders… The Eastern Continent was a lawless zone where all kinds of individuals gathered.
Many went missing or drowned in the sea, and lots of men died in the pursuit of their dream to become some kind of Pirate King.
Because of mermaids, known to hunt men, their numbers decreased even more, creating the need to bring slaves into this place from other continents.
Elves were the most common trade goods, considering mermaids didn’t chase after them.
As a result…
▷ Race: Half-Elf
▷ Level: 455
▷ Job: Fisherman (Fishing → Luck ↑)
▷ Skills: Fishing D, Nets E, Physical Strength E, Sailing E, Luck F…
▷ Status: Good
… Such beings were common here.
Ordinary elves were weak and couldn’t stand long sea voyages, but the generation that followed them, born from the copulation of elves and humans, was different.
Mermaids didn’t kidnap them, and their physique was no worse than that of humans.
Their elven blood also gave them long lifespans.
Therefore, fishermen here shouldn’t be underestimated.
These half-blood individuals were stronger than most knights since they accumulated experience by catching fishes and small monsters, ultimately resulting in their high levels.
“Well, that anomalous fisherman should be enough proof that we’ve arrived at our destination.”
If we sailed through the seas, getting to the Eastern Continent from the Southern Continent would’ve taken a month. That time was reduced to a second, all thanks to the Snow Woman’s feather.
“Who’ll be taking care of the Snow Woman now, Drug Hero?”
“You, of course.”
“I had a feeling you’d say that…”
The First Spirit didn’t argue with me or refused my order. She wouldn’t attend to her personally anyway.
Her children would be the ones doing those tasks for her.
There was no class hierarchy worse than the one used by the spirits pretending to be innocent.
Their ranks started from the lowest, followed by middle, advanced, highest, and king. At the top was the Addicted Spirit!
I was really curious about how the lowest ranked have not yet killed themselves doing the dirty work assigned to those of a higher rank.
“There’s no dissatisfaction among the spirits, Drug Hero.”
“You’re just shameless.”
“I’m not. Don’t you know how much I love my children?”
“So you seriously don’t even realize what you’re doing is wrong.”
Having dealt with who would look after the Snow Woman, we decided to determine our exact location.
I used the local spirits this time as well.
The inferior spirits, working diligently under the guidance of their higher-ranking but lazy fellow spirits, impressed me with their detailed reports, which was no worse than a presentation at a meeting of some large company.
With the help of the mutated harpy’s feather, we arrived at the largest island of the Eastern Continent, located in the very east, which I called Island E.
“Then what’s the name of the western island, Drug Hero?”
“Island W.”
“And the one in the north?”
“Island N.”
“And the island in the south…”
“Island S, stupid spirit. You should stop testing a hero with 65 years of experience. There are no flaws in my encyclopedia.”
Due to its geographical location, it was difficult to trade with other continents. Colossal sea monsters also lived around it, so even pirates kept away from Island E.
And it also had lots of high-level inhabitants.
Long life, diligence, and a perfect body!
This place best showcased the greatness of the half-breeds, born from the union of an elf and a human, having absorbed the best of both races.
“Many dragons also live here.”
“There’s no need to pass off the information that your children told you as if you’re the one who found out about it, shameless spirit.”
“Hmph! We are a family. Isn’t it only natural for family members to share information and knowledge?”
“Don’t try to justify your shameless nature.”
Many sea dragons lived here.
All the blue-haired half-breeds living in this region were polymorphic dragons.
They thought they were perfectly disguised and couldn’t be recognized, but the common genetic mixtures here didn’t give their offspring blue hair.
However, I couldn’t deny that if a child were born to a woman and a blue dragon, then in the future, there was a chance that he’d build a nation whose royal family members would have that hair color.
But that was highly unlikely.
That couldn’t become common.
“Hmm. Am I too hasty?”
In the present timeline, the dragons, having been taught a lesson by the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion, Noebius, almost no longer interfered in people’s lives.
But we were back in the distant past.
Dragons didn’t hesitate to participate in the life of other races here.
“We definitely arrived early. It took the First Hero 11 years to get here. During that time, he came across multiple dragons. Red, blue, yellow, gold, brown, blue, green, black, purple, silver, platinum…”
The point was he met many dragons.
Even now, I found two dragons just by looking around.
▷ Race: Blue Dragon
▷ Level: 999+
▷ Job: Cook (Exp → Cooking ↑)
▷ Skills: Breathing Z, Cooking Z, Magic MAX, Sea MAX, Transformation MAX…
▷ Status: Interest, Observation, Transformation
What a pity.
If I didn’t need to control my level for the love of the universe, I would have already destroyed their vertebrae.
The fact that I couldn’t take advantage of their vulnerability while they were in such weak bodies annoyed me.
“Welcome, strangers,” The blue-haired dragon said, still pretending to be human.
“Ah! It’s nice to meet you.”
“Kh?!”
“Hmm?”
It seemed that my hand slipped during the handshake.
A dragon with a broken neck fell to the ground.
► Confusion: Cadet Kang Han Soo, didn’t you say you’d leave them alone?
‘This is a misunderstanding, Trainee Teacher!’
I wanted to pretend not to notice and leave them alone, but instead of his hand, I grabbed him by the throat.
At least he gave me good experience points.
“My friend!”
“He’s no ordinary person!”
“How can you do that to an innocent civilian…”
I just killed one dragon by mistake, but everyone was already making so much ruckus.
I explained everything logically.
“Dear residents, there is no need to make a fuss. I just dealt with an evil dragon pretending to be a decent person. Here! Take a look. He, like any other monster, didn’t leave a corpse after death.”
“He was my friend!”
“He was going to lead our wedding ceremony!”
“Stop this madness already!”
“Admit your guilt, stranger!”
Hmm. Was it because I was in a different era now?
▷ Explanation: The dragons’ reputations highly differed before and after the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion’s actions. In this era, dragons are active defenders of cities and countries, giving them a good image. It is different from the present, where, except for the evil dragons, all they do is hide or doze off.
‘Tsk. Thanks for the late explanation, stupid system.’
“Stupid… Ahem. Dear locals, the dishonest dragons are deceiving you! To preserve their position as defenders, they deliberately avoid slaying Malfart the Cursed King, who’s been living on Island S all this time. If they really cared about you, they would’ve already dealt with her—”
“Fraud!”
“Who’s Malfart?”
“I don’t know. Do you?”
“No. That’s most likely another lie.”
My blood pressure began to rise.
‘Hey!’
▷ Explanation: The Great Disaster of the Eastern Continent, Malfart, lives quietly with the dwarves on the southernmost island. No one knew she was a dragon until her boyfriend, an ugly dwarf, died from overwork.
‘Death by overwork? When did that happen?’
▷ Explanation: When she visited the dwarven island.
The First Hero again?
As befitted the main character, this place wasn’t without his influence either.
In any case…
“Stop suspecting me, residents. If I’m deceiving you, then meteorites shall start falling from the sky! Look. They didn’t fall, did they?”
“Boooo!”
“Deceiver!”
“Provide real evidence!”
“What a freak! Admit your guilt!”
My patience was running out. I tried to convince them, but the situation only got worse.
The reason was simple.
They thought I had no proof.
“Okay. As you all demand, I’ll provide evidence. Let’s do the opposite. If I’m telling the truth, then let meteorites fall from the sky.”
“Boooo!”
“Swindler!”
“Stop lying—huh?”
“Meteorites really are falling!”
FSH… BANG!
Before they could finish their protest, meteorites began to pour from the reddened sky like a hailstorm.
The universe responded to my words with express delivery.
And she wasn’t stingy about it.
Bam! BOOM! BRRR!
If only one or two meteorites fell on the city, then everyone would think that wizards were the ones behind it.
The President of the Universe, sincerely loving me, knew that very well.
Therefore, Island E was almost completely destroyed.
“Bluoooo!”
“Bluooooo?!”
“Bluooooooo!”
The vile pretenders showed their true appearance and tried to stop the meteor shower, but even they were helpless against the love of the universe.
Realizing that there was nothing they could do, the dragons simply fled.
My turn had come.
“My legion!”
I was righteous and had 65 years of experience, so I didn’t rank spirits as the First Spirit did.
All spirits working for me were equal.
All the local spirits of the Eastern Continent answered my call at once.
My orders, combined with the unique power of the First Spirit that I got through the paired rings, were absolute!
The wind spirits changed the trajectory of the meteorites and sent them into the sea.
The water spirits calmed the tsunami caused by the impact, and the earth spirits repaired the lands damaged by meteorite debris.
The soul spirits calmed the frightened residents and animals, and as a bonus, they stimulated their desire to reproduce to recover from their losses.
“Troooo?”
“Ku-Ku?!”
“Bluoooo!”
The fire spirits, strengthened by the heat of the meteorites, united and drove the remaining monsters and dastardly dragons from the island.
Everything went according to plan!
“Dear locals, are you okay?” I asked, putting on a smile that befitted the Righteous Hero.
But the locals didn’t even look in my direction. They were too busy with thoughts of repopulating the island.
Divided into groups of one man and three women, they headed to dark, secluded places.
“Hey! Show a little diligence. Fix their hormones.”
The Soul Spirit King, who hugged my treasure with both arms and legs, pouted in response to my remark, showing displeasure.
“What? Don’t like working hard?”
“Do you understand me now, Drug Hero? Spirits are lazy by nature!”
“Nobody asked you.”
Island E’s landscape changed dramatically.
The coast, where the meteorites fell, turned into cultivated land, and thanks to the river flowing into the crater, a lake and reservoir were formed.
That wasn’t the end of it.
Meteorites contained minerals.
It was desolated right now, but there would soon be a green area where it would be possible to extract these same minerals.
“Hmm… it’s time for me to prepare for retirement.”
Someday I will end this kind of life and retire.
If I bought a plot in this place now, then when I came back, I would own large assets.
“Drug Hero, what the hell are you talking about?”
“You probably don’t understand, but I’m not just talking nonsense. My mental age is already 85 years old.”
It’s a good age to think about real estate.
[13th Round] Good Age
Fantasy’s Eastern Continent consisted of four large islands and many smaller ones.
All of its cities were ports, and the land here was used exclusively for agriculture, so battles were strictly prohibited.
But it wasn’t as peaceful as everyone hoped.
Mercenaries, pirates, bounty hunters, slave traders… The Eastern Continent was a lawless zone where all kinds of individuals gathered.
Many went missing or drowned in the sea, and lots of men died in the pursuit of their dream to become some kind of Pirate King.
Because of mermaids, known to hunt men, their numbers decreased even more, creating the need to bring slaves into this place from other continents.
Elves were the most common trade goods, considering mermaids didn’t chase after them.
As a result…
▷ Race: Half-Elf
▷ Level: 455
▷ Job: Fisherman (Fishing → Luck ↑)
▷ Skills: Fishing D, Nets E, Physical Strength E, Sailing E, Luck F…
▷ Status: Good
… Such beings were common here.
Ordinary elves were weak and couldn’t stand long sea voyages, but the generation that followed them, born from the copulation of elves and humans, was different.
Mermaids didn’t kidnap them, and their physique was no worse than that of humans.
Their elven blood also gave them long lifespans.
Therefore, fishermen here shouldn’t be underestimated.
These half-blood individuals were stronger than most knights since they accumulated experience by catching fishes and small monsters, ultimately resulting in their high levels.
“Well, that anomalous fisherman should be enough proof that we’ve arrived at our destination.”
If we sailed through the seas, getting to the Eastern Continent from the Southern Continent would’ve taken a month. That time was reduced to a second, all thanks to the Snow Woman’s feather.
“Who’ll be taking care of the Snow Woman now, Drug Hero?”
“You, of course.”
“I had a feeling you’d say that…”
The First Spirit didn’t argue with me or refused my order. She wouldn’t attend to her personally anyway.
Her children would be the ones doing those tasks for her.
There was no class hierarchy worse than the one used by the spirits pretending to be innocent.
Their ranks started from the lowest, followed by middle, advanced, highest, and king. At the top was the Addicted Spirit!
I was really curious about how the lowest ranked have not yet killed themselves doing the dirty work assigned to those of a higher rank.
“There’s no dissatisfaction among the spirits, Drug Hero.”
“You’re just shameless.”
“I’m not. Don’t you know how much I love my children?”
“So you seriously don’t even realize what you’re doing is wrong.”
Having dealt with who would look after the Snow Woman, we decided to determine our exact location.
I used the local spirits this time as well.
The inferior spirits, working diligently under the guidance of their higher-ranking but lazy fellow spirits, impressed me with their detailed reports, which was no worse than a presentation at a meeting of some large company.
With the help of the mutated harpy’s feather, we arrived at the largest island of the Eastern Continent, located in the very east, which I called Island E.
“Then what’s the name of the western island, Drug Hero?”
“Island W.”
“And the one in the north?”
“Island N.”
“And the island in the south…”
“Island S, stupid spirit. You should stop testing a hero with 65 years of experience. There are no flaws in my encyclopedia.”
Due to its geographical location, it was difficult to trade with other continents. Colossal sea monsters also lived around it, so even pirates kept away from Island E.
And it also had lots of high-level inhabitants.
Long life, diligence, and a perfect body!
This place best showcased the greatness of the half-breeds, born from the union of an elf and a human, having absorbed the best of both races.
“Many dragons also live here.”
“There’s no need to pass off the information that your children told you as if you’re the one who found out about it, shameless spirit.”
“Hmph! We are a family. Isn’t it only natural for family members to share information and knowledge?”
“Don’t try to justify your shameless nature.”
Many sea dragons lived here.
All the blue-haired half-breeds living in this region were polymorphic dragons.
They thought they were perfectly disguised and couldn’t be recognized, but the common genetic mixtures here didn’t give their offspring blue hair.
However, I couldn’t deny that if a child were born to a woman and a blue dragon, then in the future, there was a chance that he’d build a nation whose royal family members would have that hair color.
But that was highly unlikely.
That couldn’t become common.
“Hmm. Am I too hasty?”
In the present timeline, the dragons, having been taught a lesson by the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion, Noebius, almost no longer interfered in people’s lives.
But we were back in the distant past.
Dragons didn’t hesitate to participate in the life of other races here.
“We definitely arrived early. It took the First Hero 11 years to get here. During that time, he came across multiple dragons. Red, blue, yellow, gold, brown, blue, green, black, purple, silver, platinum…”
The point was he met many dragons.
Even now, I found two dragons just by looking around.
▷ Race: Blue Dragon
▷ Level: 999+
▷ Job: Cook (Exp → Cooking ↑)
▷ Skills: Breathing Z, Cooking Z, Magic MAX, Sea MAX, Transformation MAX…
▷ Status: Interest, Observation, Transformation
What a pity.
If I didn’t need to control my level for the love of the universe, I would have already destroyed their vertebrae.
The fact that I couldn’t take advantage of their vulnerability while they were in such weak bodies annoyed me.
“Welcome, strangers,” The blue-haired dragon said, still pretending to be human.
“Ah! It’s nice to meet you.”
“Kh?!”
“Hmm?”
It seemed that my hand slipped during the handshake.
A dragon with a broken neck fell to the ground.
► Confusion: Cadet Kang Han Soo, didn’t you say you’d leave them alone?
‘This is a misunderstanding, Trainee Teacher!’
I wanted to pretend not to notice and leave them alone, but instead of his hand, I grabbed him by the throat.
At least he gave me good experience points.
“My friend!”
“He’s no ordinary person!”
“How can you do that to an innocent civilian…”
I just killed one dragon by mistake, but everyone was already making so much ruckus.
I explained everything logically.
“Dear residents, there is no need to make a fuss. I just dealt with an evil dragon pretending to be a decent person. Here! Take a look. He, like any other monster, didn’t leave a corpse after death.”
“He was my friend!”
“He was going to lead our wedding ceremony!”
“Stop this madness already!”
“Admit your guilt, stranger!”
Hmm. Was it because I was in a different era now?
▷ Explanation: The dragons’ reputations highly differed before and after the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion’s actions. In this era, dragons are active defenders of cities and countries, giving them a good image. It is different from the present, where, except for the evil dragons, all they do is hide or doze off.
‘Tsk. Thanks for the late explanation, stupid system.’
“Stupid… Ahem. Dear locals, the dishonest dragons are deceiving you! To preserve their position as defenders, they deliberately avoid slaying Malfart the Cursed King, who’s been living on Island S all this time. If they really cared about you, they would’ve already dealt with her—”
“Fraud!”
“Who’s Malfart?”
“I don’t know. Do you?”
“No. That’s most likely another lie.”
My blood pressure began to rise.
‘Hey!’
▷ Explanation: The Great Disaster of the Eastern Continent, Malfart, lives quietly with the dwarves on the southernmost island. No one knew she was a dragon until her boyfriend, an ugly dwarf, died from overwork.
‘Death by overwork? When did that happen?’
▷ Explanation: When she visited the dwarven island.
The First Hero again?
As befitted the main character, this place wasn’t without his influence either.
In any case…
“Stop suspecting me, residents. If I’m deceiving you, then meteorites shall start falling from the sky! Look. They didn’t fall, did they?”
“Boooo!”
“Deceiver!”
“Provide real evidence!”
“What a freak! Admit your guilt!”
My patience was running out. I tried to convince them, but the situation only got worse.
The reason was simple.
They thought I had no proof.
“Okay. As you all demand, I’ll provide evidence. Let’s do the opposite. If I’m telling the truth, then let meteorites fall from the sky.”
“Boooo!”
“Swindler!”
“Stop lying—huh?”
“Meteorites really are falling!”
FSH… BANG!
Before they could finish their protest, meteorites began to pour from the reddened sky like a hailstorm.
The universe responded to my words with express delivery.
And she wasn’t stingy about it.
Bam! BOOM! BRRR!
If only one or two meteorites fell on the city, then everyone would think that wizards were the ones behind it.
The President of the Universe, sincerely loving me, knew that very well.
Therefore, Island E was almost completely destroyed.
“Bluoooo!”
“Bluooooo?!”
“Bluooooooo!”
The vile pretenders showed their true appearance and tried to stop the meteor shower, but even they were helpless against the love of the universe.
Realizing that there was nothing they could do, the dragons simply fled.
My turn had come.
“My legion!”
I was righteous and had 65 years of experience, so I didn’t rank spirits as the First Spirit did.
All spirits working for me were equal.
All the local spirits of the Eastern Continent answered my call at once.
My orders, combined with the unique power of the First Spirit that I got through the paired rings, were absolute!
The wind spirits changed the trajectory of the meteorites and sent them into the sea.
The water spirits calmed the tsunami caused by the impact, and the earth spirits repaired the lands damaged by meteorite debris.
The soul spirits calmed the frightened residents and animals, and as a bonus, they stimulated their desire to reproduce to recover from their losses.
“Troooo?”
“Ku-Ku?!”
“Bluoooo!”
The fire spirits, strengthened by the heat of the meteorites, united and drove the remaining monsters and dastardly dragons from the island.
Everything went according to plan!
“Dear locals, are you okay?” I asked, putting on a smile that befitted the Righteous Hero.
But the locals didn’t even look in my direction. They were too busy with thoughts of repopulating the island.
Divided into groups of one man and three women, they headed to dark, secluded places.
“Hey! Show a little diligence. Fix their hormones.”
The Soul Spirit King, who hugged my treasure with both arms and legs, pouted in response to my remark, showing displeasure.
“What? Don’t like working hard?”
“Do you understand me now, Drug Hero? Spirits are lazy by nature!”
“Nobody asked you.”
Island E’s landscape changed dramatically.
The coast, where the meteorites fell, turned into cultivated land, and thanks to the river flowing into the crater, a lake and reservoir were formed.
That wasn’t the end of it.
Meteorites contained minerals.
It was desolated right now, but there would soon be a green area where it would be possible to extract these same minerals.
“Hmm… it’s time for me to prepare for retirement.”
Someday I will end this kind of life and retire.
If I bought a plot in this place now, then when I came back, I would own large assets.
“Drug Hero, what the hell are you talking about?”
“You probably don’t understand, but I’m not just talking nonsense. My mental age is already 85 years old.”
It’s a good age to think about real estate.
