My Magical System

Worm

“I-I see,” he said in a dejected tone. “By the way, it’s not Rolly, it’s Ronny.” He continued.

Touching my head slightly, I replied, “S-Sorry, Uncle Ronny.”

“Mhm, hungry?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Come with me.”

He brought me to a cottage and handed me a bowl of soup. While eating, I asked him some questions. He told me that we were on the outskirts of a town.

We’re currently fighting a group of monsters that is trying to overtake the place. This town is known as Sitona, it used to be a bustling city and had a total of 2,000 people living there. But after the incident that happened last year, the town was desolated.

The town of Sitona is a small part of the empire known as the Whitestone Empire. And 500 kilometres from the wall of the empire, in all directions, what could be seen was the thick fog. A full white view. The monsters that came from fog were attacking every town and city of the empire, trying to overtake and claim it as theirs.

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Since the people here could use different kinds of magic, they tried to fight back and retake the land which was overtaken by monsters.

When night came, I was sitting on the ground and there were 15 people besides me encircling the bonfire. They wore leather armors and a thick cloth wrapped tightly from feet to their mouth in order to prevent the chilly cold air of a night breeze from biting them.

Everyone wore a solemn expression on their faces. Some are whispering, and some are loudly grating their teeth.

I think this odd atmosphere was because of what happened this morning. I don’t know what they meant by Ratman Lord. But based on its name it looks like it is some kind of big boss, the leader of the monsters. I’m sure this Lord is stronger than ordinary ones just like in any games I played before.

Oh right, I remembered that I killed one of the monsters and leveled up. Based on the information in my brain. I could call out the window-interface by either whispering in my mind or out loud the magic word ‘Window Interface’.

Bling!

A magical sound which only I could hear followed after I whispered the words. What follows next is a holographic screen that is 16 inches wide and 12 inches long.

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Username: Zombie

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Level: 1

Class: Unarmed

Sub Class: none

Title: Worm

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Stamina: 110%/110%

Attack: 22

Def/M.Def: 10

Perception: 10

Speed: 10

Accuracy: 10

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[Stats]

?Strength: 2

?Sense: 2

?Vitality: 2

?Agility: 2

?Dexterity: 2

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[Personal Stats]

Mtl:0

Luk:0

Tec:0

Cri:0

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Extra points: 10

Exp: 99/100

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[Skill]

?Slot 1(Empty)

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[Talent]

?Blacksmith

?Alchemist

?Tailor

?Merchant

?Tamer

???

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Extra Skill Points: 2

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Eh! I exclaimed in shock while peeking at my title.

“Is `worm’ my title?!” I asked myself with a stupefied face, though I’m unaware of what kind of expression my face was making at the moment. But, I feel it was something like that. No, it must be something like that.

“.....”

Anyway, isn’t this interface mocking me? I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Is it a joke or what?

Meanwhile, I noticed the [Talent] section.

Hmm…

This [Talent], I remembered playing a game with this kind of system. If I remember correctly, in order to increase my success rate for making good quality items or potions I needed high proficiency in smithing and alchemy.

Hmm…

Next is Mentality?

If I’m not wrong, I think [Mtl] is good for anti-debuff or status ailments. I’m not sure though. Just like what I have said before, I’m a player who populated the games without proper achievements. In short I am a noob player. It’s not derogatory to myself but the actual fact.

Anyways no need to explain [Luc]. The [Tec] could also help me with my fighting performance ‘and [Cri] could cause higher damage. It increases if I have high dexterity as well.

“Hey! Kid”

‘While I’m busy scrutinising my interface, someone beside me calls me.

“Yes,” I answered.

“Take this.” A bearded old man with grey hairs handed me a cup of hot water? Or coffee? No, it’s something like herbal tea.

“T-Thank you, mister...”

“Mar,”

“Thank you, Mr. Mar.”

“No probs kid, Oh right, your Ronny’s nephew right? ” He asked.

“Yes, why?”

“I see, uhm I heard tomorrow your squad will storm the northern part of town,” he said.

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“R-really?” I don’t know what is in there. But tomorrow huh! Looks like I had to go to battle again.

“Kid, you look calm,” he suddenly said with a slight sense of doubt.

“Eh, Why?”

“You know what is in the northern part of town? ”

“Sorry no.”

“I see, then good luck tomorrow and don’t die young,” he said while tapping my right shoulder with his right hand.

I don’t know what he meant, but he left after leaving those words. I saw the people in my surroundings wearing solemn-looking faces. I wrinkled my brow slightly and thought, everyone’s tomorrow is uncertain, so this atmosphere is very relatable to some extent.

When morning came, before even the sun fully appeared, 200 soldiers were gathered in a large open area outside of town. My Uncle Ronny and I came here early. Just like what the old man said last night, we were gathered to storm the northern part of town. This gathering of 200 soldiers will be divided into 40 groups. Every group consists of 5 squad members.

Every member had a respected role. Uncle Ronny is the vanguard of our squad. A guy with a large build and known as Stonehard will be our Tank. A lean looking guy with a handsome face will be our support. His name is Leo. He both has strong magic and good support skills. And the last member is a girl about 17 years old. She has shoulder-length black hair. And a cold gaze in her eyes. She will be our squad’s scout. At her hips, hung 2 shining looking daggers. She wore a fitted black leather cloth. What a fine-looking beauty, I whispered in my mind.

And me? I don’t know what my role is. Maybe allrounder.

While staring at the girl, suddenly she shows me a grimace-looking face. It looks like she noticed my gaze.

“Hey! You,” shouted the girl.

I looked to my left and right, but no other people noticed her calls. So I decided to ignore her as well.

“This idiot!” I heard her annoyed voice. But I don’t know who she tried to call. Many people crowded around my surroundings. I don’t want to mistakenly claim that this cold-looking beauty was talking to me.

Swoosh!

Thump!

Awwww!

While I’m gazing at my surroundings an object came flying to my forehead.

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