My Viins Episode 010


    4. South Harbor (1)


    After the meal, I started a simple exercise behind the inn.


    When I asked Ellen to go with me, she said no. What are you going to meditate on?


    I was a little worried about leaving him alone because he was a redundant human who couldn’t do anything…


    Ehh. I’m not his babysitter, so I can’t help it. And through that meditation, you might acquire the skill I gave you.


    Anyway, after stretching hard, I did push-ups and sit-ups.


    Even though he was wearing heavy armor, it didn’t take much effort. You can easily do 120 in a minute?


    I tried ‘nche’ while I was in the middle of the day.


    nche is a type of full-body exercise, and to put it simply, it is a series of static exercises in which the feet are removed from the push-up position. When Kim Seung-soo was in good shape, he couldn’t get out of the frog posture, but Phoenix’s body seeded in a proper nche so easily.


    It wasn’t just strength, but flexibility and motor nerves seemed to be on a different level.


    Next, I ran around the port as if I were the main character of Rocky.


    I passed the tower where the lord of the castle resides, and walked around the castle wall.


    Combined with Phoenix’s superior leg length and the fact that South Harbor isn’t a veryrge city, the run was over in less than ten minutes.


    I ran at my own speed, but I didn’t breathe very fast, and my body was fluttering.


    It seemed like I would have to run at least a half marathon to get serious physical training through running.


    The physical examination that took ce during the morning was a very special experience.


    I, who was an ordinary office worker until a few days ago, now has a physical level of the Olympic national team or higher.


    The pleasure that was different from the satisfaction I felt while washing my body yesterday thrilled me.


    Have you ever heard that a healthy mind dwells in a healthy body?


    It may be a bit overkill, but I felt confident that I could do anything.


    By the way, there was a bathhouse on the way back to the inn.


    Of course, when ites to public baths, it wasn’t as great as public baths in Korea.


    The bath house was a whitewashed, thatched-roof building, with stacks of firewood stacked on the outer walls.


    And on one side of the yard, a woman and a few children were sitting around doing a huge amount ofundry.


    They said it was a public bath, and they did theundry for me.


    Despite my conscience’s refusal, I peeked through a small wooden window through which steam was gushing out.


    In the corner of the building, arge pot was hung to boil water, and in the rest of the space, each person was soaking in a wooden barrel that reached up to their waist.


    But in the world, men and women are washing in one space without curtains or partitions!


    I even saw a few barrels with a couple of men and women entering them together.


    As an ethics man with a score of 50 on ethics in the college entrance exam and as a Confucian schr with a minor in oriental philosophy, I have carved into my heart the words of seven generations of men and women. I’m about to lose my mind.


    Still, I thought I’d try it once to get used to the new world and to wash off my sweat – but again, money was a problem.


    The usage fee was four pennies, but I was in a situation where I had to save money, so I decided toe back to the public bath next time.


    …I’m sorry.


    After returning to the inn, I tried using the skill.


    I learned a little bit annoying here, but unlike in the game, I had to bleed myself to use the skill.


    If I reached level 15 and took the passive skill ‘Hot Blood’, I would be able to use blood that wasn’t mine as a skill material, but that wasn’t the case now.


    Well, even if there was ‘hot blood’, there were no enemies around now, so I would have to pay my own blood.


    After hesitating for a moment, I bled the palm of my hand with the utility dagger.


    I had a big heart and cut it for a long time, but it felt a little strange because it seemed like I was harming myself. No, it’s not the same thing, it’s self-harm.


    With that blood, I tried to use the three active skills namely ‘Blood de’, ‘Blood Shield’ and ‘Thirst’ in order.


    ‘Blood de’ was a skill he had already experienced. When I used it, the blood that flowed from the bottom of my hand writhed and wrapped around the pulse.


    In the game, it was just a skill that strengthened attack power, but in reality it was a little different.


    Of course, it feels like the knife has be a little sharper… but I’m not really sure. I can’t even draw my body.


    In any case, in reality, the imposition effect was slightly different.


    The blood covering the knife felt like it was part of my body. So if you focus your mind, you can change the shape of the de little by little.


    Changing the shape was all about lengthening it a little, but it seemed like it could be quite useful once I got good at it.


    How difficult would it be for the enemy if the length of the de suddenly increased by about 30 cm in the middle of a fight?


    ‘Blood Shield’ was a skill that covered the shield with blood, but it felt quite different from ‘Blood de’.


    I didn’t feel any special sensation because I only took 1 skill point. I couldn’t change its shape, and the shield didn’t feel like part of my body.


    ‘Blood Shield’, like ‘Iron Armor’ or ‘Red Ice’, was a skill that required a considerable amount of skill points to learn in order to learn essential skills.


    If you take a pictureter, something will change.


    Lastly, ‘Thirst’ was a slightly unusual skill.


    In the game, it was a buff skill that consumed life force to increase attack power and uracy, but in reality, of course, it was different.


    When he used the skill, he literally felt thirsty. No, it wasn’t thirst, but… it was a feeling that was difficult to exin, like ack of something or a surge of desire.


    Along with the strange stress, I felt my senses sharpen, but it wasn’t a dramatic effect.


    It seems that this is also because I invested only one skill point.


    ‘Thirst’ was a skill that had to be filled with 10 skill points someday, even if it was a little behind in priority. It will be different if you take a picture of him.


    By the time he used all three active skills, he could feel the effects of his passive skills.


    Under normal circumstances, the wound on his palm, which wouldst for over a week, had healed in no time.


    I looked down at the dry scabs that dried up and crumble.


    I felt strange all over again.


    Is this body human?


    On the way back, we ate duck eggs and grilled sparrow skewers and chatted with thedy who worked at the inn.


    The maid was ady in her early to mid-twenties with red hair and moderately tanned skin named ‘Daria’.


    I liked the narrow waist and voluptuous chest, but what I liked the most was the kind attitude he gave when answering questions.


    “You didn’t do any work, did you just run and sweat from morning?”


    “huh. Is it nice and nice?”


    “Puhehe, you’re a bit of a weird guy, aren’t you?”


    “I hear that sometimes.”


    Dariaughed incessantly even at my trivial stories. It was a look I really liked.


    If it was Kim Seung-soo, it would have been ridiculous kimchi soup, but it was different now. It was because Phoenix had sharp eyes, but he had a handsome face.


    In my personal opinion, among the characters in the Dark World series, the most handsome and pretty are the male and female blood knights.


    Anyway, I chatted with Daria not for the purpose of flirting with thisdy, but to get some information.


    The situation in South Harbor was not very different from the game, but I wanted to know the details.


    I gathered information by making notes on scraps of cloth with a borrowed quill.


    Daria seemed a little surprised that I could read, but she didn’t ask me any questions.


    Is Phoenix a fallen aristocrat or the bastard of an aristocratic family? Anyway, that was it.


    Maybe that’s why Phoenix was able to speak and write Mno and Gen, and was an elite who could read and write Shufacht.


    In the case of the Earth, for example, you can assume that you know French and German, and you know how to read and write Latin.


    …This is aplete scam.


    “So the city isn’t under attack right now?”


    “Hmm, that’s a bit ambiguous.”


    “Ambiguous?”


    “O”


    Heh-


    Daria nodded and continued her exnation.


    “I heard that thest time the bandits directly attacked the city was 15 days ago, and since then they have been hiding in the reed fields. The pirates are also roaming around the city looting people whoe and go.”


    “Then you mean that the pirates and the pirates are the same gang?”


    “Maybe?”


    Ah, that’s why I didn’t skip the story.


    It seems that the bandit and the pirates are linked to each other… I can’t remember if it’s because they’re cooperative or because they’re the same gang.


    In the game, I was just busy running and smashing things.


    As far as I can remember, the end is that the leader of the bandit side is the ‘robber baron’ and the head of the pirate side is the ‘high priest of the deep sea’.


    “Hmm… are you nning to dry the city to death?”


    “It may or may not be. But there are so many stockpiled supplies, I heard you won’t have to worry for a while.”


    “Oh” –w .


    I’ve been asking a lot of questions since then.


    Who is the lord of the castle, what is the atmosphere like in the city, is there anything a mercenary can do, and so on.


    Suddenly, I wondered if it was because someone (Trickster or Transcendent) had arranged that I hadnded in South Harbor, which corresponds to Chapter 2.


    Because the situation in South Harbor was so exquisite.


    South Harbor was under siege, but not to the point of immediate destruction.


    But what if the yer or I don’t do anything? The city would either wither away or be destroyed by raids by bandits.


    Because crushing the crisis facing the city was the scenario of Chapter 2.


    In short, I was in a situation where I had to do anything to save my life.


    What would have happened if I had started in Irnd in Chapter 1?


    Could it have been against a herd of dire wolves raiding the pasture? Did you deal with the goblin tribe and save the vige? Did you get on a boat heading to South Harbor here?


    well. I can’t say for sure, but it’s very likely not. He must have spent his time shivering in the starting point, the ranch.


    “are you okay? Yourplexion is not good.”


    Well, I must have been making a rotten expression without even realizing it. I raised my mouth and said as if it was nothing.


    “hmm? Oh it’s just… it’s a little hot. May I use the well?”


    “of course. Since you’re not even there at the moment, I’ll let you use it for free.”


    “Oh really? thank you.”


    It’s also good-looking and something to look at. Long live Phoenix!


    Feeling better is also a part of my heart is heavy as I go out to the backyard for a while and draw up water from the well with a bucket. It was like holding an invisible time bomb in my hand.


    “Are you done talking?”


    “You’re surprised.”


    I was startled by a sudden voice behind me and lost sight of the bucket.


    “what? What are you so excited about?”


    Suddenly, Ellen appeared in a beige shirt and thin fabric pants.


    I raised the bucket again and nced at her.


    “Aren’t you surprised when it suddenly pops up from behind?”


    “Suddenly what? I’ve been here before


    .”


    “…okay?”


    I must have been immersed for a while.


    Ellen leaned against the wall of the inn and asked with her arms crossed as I sshed well water on my face with a puzzled expression.


    “Have you ever imagined making fun of a farmer?”


    “He used to talk rudely- What is a farmhands bitch?”


    “Looks like you got it right?”


    “Don’t make a fuss about it.”


    I suddenly frowned and looked back at Ellen.


    “Did you see me talking to Daria?”


    “Did you just see it in passing? Are you ready to shove your face in the sternum?”


    …I don’t remember, but I don’t have anything to say because I think it was really like that.


    “You say you meditate? Why are you with me?”


    As I said that and took off my top, Ellen slightly turned her head and said,


    “…There’s something different about the meditation you do every day.”


    “Yumma. Originally, whether it be studying or exercising, you have to do it consistently to gain it. I’m young too… uhh no.”


    I stopped talking because I thought I was being sarcastic.


    When I stopped talking and kept my mouth shut, he muttered a little.


    “If you keep working hard, there will be no one in Middle World who can’t use magic.”


    Well, that guy must have been tired of meditating while learning magic in the Pce of La Pis.


    Even doing so, he couldn’t use magic, so it was ridiculous to discipline him for being consistent.


    A sigh and an unreasonable murmur aroused a sense of guilt.


    But even for a moment, Ellen smiled faintly and spoke in an excited voice.


    “Still, I felt something different today. My spiritual senses may have been stimted bying to an unfamiliar environment… Kyaa!”


    I’m surprised. why are you screaming?


    I took off my pants and looked all around in a hesitant manner.


    “what? why? What?”


    You pervert, why are you taking off your pants!” “what?”


    What are you surprised by me?


    “No uh- did I do something wrong?”


    “Ugh, crazy pervert!”


    Ellen, her face reddened, said that and disappeared into the inn.


    what’s crazy I thought this ce was open-minded in terms of sexuality because the inn room was mixed and the bathhouse was also mixed.


    Ellen: That guy is also terribly dumbfounded. If he’s drawing water with his shirt open at the well, isn’t he naturally trying to wash?


    If you don’t want to see it, Ji will take care of it and get out of the way!


    But were you standing there? Of course, I thought it was national rule not to care about each other at times like this.


    So, to be honest, it was a bit embarrassing to take it off, but I was forced to take it off naturally…


    “I’m annoyed, Mr.”


    After washing herself with a grumble, she asked Daria this question insinuatingly.


    “Are you really a weirdo?”


    “…Am I weird?”


    “Puhaha, of course!”


    But he is also right that I did something strange.


    I had forgotten for a second, but the conical tent by the well was set up for guests to go in and wash. It was embarrassing to see a man and a woman naked at each other here.


    Hey, I was washing my clothes, and people passing by were staring at me.


    Am I a perverted exhibitionist in this world? It was the bathroom that made me misunderstood that made the same situation.


    It turned out that the bathhouse was not a mixed bath – it was something different.


    I don’t know if this city is weird or if Middle World is like that…but it’s not just bathing in a public bath.


    I swallowed my curse and went up to the second floor of the inn to find Ellen.