Min-Maxing My TRPG Build in Another World: Volume 9 Canto I by Schuld

Author:Schuld [SCHULD]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2024-08-09T00:00:00+00:00

[Tips] Knights often let their disciples take the heads of convicted criminals in order to avoid chaos such as this and acclimatize them to blood.

At the edges of a quiet canton, four young adventurers gazed up at the sky. Nature cared little for the roiling sentiment in their hearts, the endless blue above them free of clouds, almost as if in apology for the days of rain.

Strips of salted pork crackled merrily on the fire before them, coated in a special bean and herb sauce cooked up by Goldilocks Erich. This was the real reason they had been taken on this expedition—it was meant to be a simple outing where they would learn the ropes. Unlike the chaos of the previous day, their task today was to watch over the fire, making sure it didn’t go out and that the pork on the grill didn’t start to burn. This mission was assigned to them out of the kindness of their seniors’ hearts; the rookies were still shaken by having taken their first lives in battle, despite it being in self-defense. Erich had even foreseen their anger, their consternation, the question “What kind of devil makes someone cook wurst the day after they killed a man?!” His own dark humor had helped to keep them from stewing over what they’d done.

What they didn’t realize was that Goldilocks was pondering over his own altered sense of normalcy in the heat of battle as he prepped the meat for the rookies to smoke.

“Um...” said the werewolf, his voice quavering.

“What?” said the audhumbla, not actually curious.

“I...killed them...didn’t I?”

“Yeah... Looks like it. And...looks like I did too.”

The goblin awkwardly scratched his long nose, and the mensch just looked at his hands—they didn’t know what to say.

“But...I didn’t really feel like I was killin’... It was... It was like slicing up a pig back ho—”

“Don’t finish that sentence!”

Etan didn’t let Mathieu finish his mumbling because he felt exactly the same way. He too was from the countryside. Although he was often set out to work in the fields, he too had dressed his share of livestock for smoking or drying. Meat, cut properly, all came apart in about the same way, regardless of whether the animal it came from was a person or not. Beasts wore no armor, generally. That was the sole difference of any weight in the moment.

An adventurer’s life came with certain bitter revelations. Any who held fast to the dream needed some way to swallow them. When the rush of battle had died down, you were left with the knowledge that you had stolen someone’s life, and your hands would continue to feel sticky with blood and human detritus no matter how much you cleaned them—for these young rookies, they could only sit and feel sick to their stomachs.

They almost wished there had been more resistance, more effort to it all; maybe then the reality would be easier to swallow. But Erich had taught them too well. None had imagined that an easy cut would make the truth of their deeds bear down on them heavier still.

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