Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 28: kobold's den part 1

I made my way up to my room on the second floor of the inn after finishing the last bite of my meal. I couldn't help but be a little astonished as I entered the doorway.

My room, as simple as it was, provided all necessary comfort: a comfortable and appealing bed, a durable wooden desk, and a chair, around the corner of the room was a bathroom which cleaned perfectly.

A comfortable mattress was partially covering the floor, providing a comforting contrast to the wooden floorboards beneath.

The bed was covered with freshly laundered bedding, its pure whiteness urging me to slip into its comforting warmth. I nodded in approval, silently enjoying the inn's attention to detail; it was a room designed specifically for my tastes,simple but comfortable.

I sighed softly and removed my hood, showing the sleek, midnight-black hair I'd briefly assumed thanks to a deftly enchanted mask.

I removed the mask with practiced ease and felt its enchantment release its grip on my appearance.

My hair transformed as the mask slipped away, returning to its natural, ethereal hue of pure white.

I let myself lie on the inviting bed without further ado. After hours of travel and expectation, the smoothness engulfed my body like a comforting balm.

[Do you intend to meet with them?].

Edda asked me another question as I was lying comfortably, and despite her not naming the folks, I knew who she was referring to.

" Should I intervene in their fate? After all, the Kraken's Dungeon event is a turning point for them."

I inquired aloud because no one was around to judge me for talking to myself.

The entire kraken's dungeon event was represented as a backstory from the perspective of one heroine and one villainess, as this calamity became a turning moment that established the heroine's personality and the villainess's thinking, and it was the first event of the second game, thus it was significant event.

[Whether you want to or not is entirely up to you].

Edda responded by handing over control to me.

"Wouldn't there be some kind of backlash from this fate thing if I interfere?"

I inquired again, recalling all the novels in which the main character suffers some sort of repercussion for altering the future too drastically.

[No, there will be little consequence unless you kill them.]

Edda responded with a brief but informative response.

"I'll think about it; after all, they are the granddaughters of one of the most powerful individual, and having her grace would come in handy in the future."

I thought aloud as various thoughts began to cross my mind: things I should be cautious about and things I need keep in mind, but I have enough time to devise a viable plan.

"I want to fuck that gilf as well."

I exclaimed aloud as I remembered their grandma, who, despite being in her 70s, looked like she was in her early thirties and had an amazing figure, especially her bazookas, which were among the largest in the entire game.

[That's downright disgusting Eden].

Edda responded to my mental monologue, apparently disturbed by my ideas.

"You have no idea about the allure of a mature body."

I told her that while I don't have a strong taste for women, I do like mature ladies over immature ones.

[You are her granddaughter's age, you know].

"I am her daughter's age mentally, so I don't see a problem there."

[Whatever, you can't really do anything to her,s he won't be interested in you as a romantic partner unless she too is a downright pervert.].

"You are correct in that regard."

"How long until sunset, Edda?"

As my eyes began to droop, I inquired the current time from her.

[4 hours].

She said, and hearing this, I figured I should just go to bed early tonight because my time as an adventurer would begin tomorrow, taking off my clothes i get into the bed butt naked sleeping comfortably.

I awoke from my sleep with my eyes partially closed in opposition to the dawn as the first timid rays of the morning sun touched my room. I rolled out of my comfy blanket nest with a sluggish stretch.

I made a quick decision and moved in the direction of the restroom, where the sound of running water jolted my senses. My spirit was refreshed by the cool water's contact, which also removed the last signs of slumber. I grabbed the towel as I exited the bathroom.

With a quick flick of my wrist, I summoned a set of brand-new clothes from the depths of my inventory, and in no time at all, I was decked out in clothing appropriate for the adventures .The material was snugly attached to my body.

I reached for the mask, which changed my appearance once more.

My reflection in the mirror took on a light sheen as I slid it across my features. My appearance changed, becoming an identity that was only known to me.

Then I took something else from the inventory.

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Name: Spear-Edge Trainer

Type: Training Weapon

Description: The Spear-Edge Trainer is a versatile training spear designed for honing combat skills without the risk of injury. Its lightweight design and adjustable damage settings make it ideal for warriors of all levels.

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I couldn't help but feel tempted to put the slick and lightweight spear to the test. With a few practice swings, I determined that its weight and balance were flawless. It felt like an extension of my very essence, like a dancer's weapon, beautiful yet lethal.

I put the spear into a leather holster on my back and exited the room, satisfied .

I took slow and clam step towards the training ground at the back of the inn.

As I exited my room, the corridor stretched out before me in silence. The early hour had left most of the inmates asleep, allowing me to wander around freely.

I moved my gaze casually toward the back of the building, where a tiny training area housed a few practice dummies.

The entire space wasn't particularly large, but it was sufficient for me to practice.

I usually practiced with my sword when I was in the castle because Eden had trained with swords since he was a kid and had no difficulties with it, but he didn't like spears and never trained with it so I refrained myself from using it because I didn't want to arouse any more suspicion than I already had by changing my behavior towards the people around me.

Now, in this distant place far removed from anyone who knew of Eden, I intended to hone both my swordsmanship and spear skills, much as I had in my former world.

However, in this universe, everyone can only use one weapon. in the game it was termed as "A one weapon rule," a form of law that individuals must follow. Because aura is something that happens inside the body, every weapon they use will change their entire bodily structure to suit the optimum technique for utilizing that weapon, and using more than one weapon would screw up their body internally, hence it was not suggested to use more than one weapon. however this does not apply to me, because I will have a cheat that permits my body to adapt to whatever type of weapon that is present.

I also wanted to show Sylvia that I am skilled with spears so she would consider taking me in. Because she is a very high-level individual, her perception can cover up to a kilometer, therefore I am fairly certain she could see me.

The more skill I demonstrate with spears, the more interested she will be in accepting me as a disciple, and I will do anything to get close to that milf.

I began to shift my attention away from my thoughts and back to the task at hand. I had a firm but not tense grasp on the spear.

I took a wide stance, my feet firmly planted on the training ground.

The practice spear extended in front of me, its tip aimed at a fictitious opponent. I took a deep breath to center myself before beginning the most basic spear technique.

I thrust the spear forward with a seamless motion, fully extending my arm while keeping my body poised. It was a basic motion, yet learning it was essential for any skilled spearwielder.

I repeated the move, feeling the weapon's weight and resistance as I pushed it through the air.

. As I practiced, I concentrated on the precision of my movements, making sure that each thrust was controlled and aimed precisely. My muscles started remembering the routine.

I knew that mastering this fundamental technique was necessary before progressing to more difficult movements.

'There is a long way to go,'

I paused before repeating the same fundamental movement.

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