Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

I was a little lost, but I was able to pinpoint our position on the map until sundown. Ever since I found my way, it's been four thousand years. I've been training to remember the path I've been on since I became an E Adventurer, so I wasn't too busy taking directions.

"I'm completely black."

The sun was completely out of control.

In the mountains, where even the moonlight is not lifted, you cannot see the horizon at night. If we don't have the means to light the night, the march is no more. We have to prepare for homelessness.

Of course, homelessness is no different from everyday life for adventurers. When you can't even rent a stable because you don't have any money in the city, the quest takes a long time and becomes a night. Or when you have to march long distances. Homelessness is always with adventurers.

I'm not particularly worried. I'm used to homelessness in this untapped area.

Although there are nocturnal monsters, in the first place, they are dicks that hide during the day, so they move at night, so it doesn't really matter. The most demanding Goblins are the masterminds. Most of all, nocturnal monsters fear fire. Put the fire on and go to sleep alternately and it's over.

"Then prepare for homelessness in the right place..."

- The light shines in the darkness.

"Holy Light."

"Ohh."

When Elisabeth recited the prayer, a small ring of light appeared over Elisabeth's head and illuminated her surroundings. Elise was literally a universal survival nun. The priest and the nun are really chewing dogs. Universality is more than a wizard.

"The duration is not that long."

Holy Light is a spell that summons the Ring of a Shining Angel. It is a convenient sacred skill that can be used as a substitute for a torch.

In addition to the advantages of lighting up the surroundings in the middle of the night or dark dungeons, it has the effect of expelling some kind of monster. This is because most monsters fear or feel unpleasant about God's light.

I've heard a few strong monsters come to see this light, but I've never seen them before. I think it should be at least an oak. Of course, Orcs are only two hours away from the city.

"It's a real dog chew."

Anyway, I clapped admirably.

"Mister, what the fuck...? What else does that mean?"

"I use it in my hometown, which means it's the best."

"I see."

Elise replied with a smile to my ridiculous explanation. Some slang and Internet metaphors have not been translated.

Anyway, there's also a flashlight, and we've reached the familiar bush zone of our ruthless march. As expected, I bypassed and went back.

I used up all the oil before, but it's a little too bad I could have easily made a torch. I have a flamethrower, but even if I can smoke a campfire with it, it's too much to make a torch.

"Time's up."

Holly Wright is off. I'm glad I didn't have a monster raid when I got here. Monsters raiding during the night are typically wolves and Giant Bats. Alternatively, there are Imps, but they are tough opponents if they fight without lights because their eyes are bright at night.

"Sister, can't you use it again?"

"Too bad."

Then we should get ready for homelessness at this point.

"Cat, I think you should go camping."

"Sure."

I pull the burner out of the pouch and split it in half. Push-style. Soon after, the smoke started burning from the inside. This is actually just a horse. It's a completely different item. It seems like it's been translated in my head, so let's move on.

In any case, it's made by sealing any kind of printing material in a bamboo-like wooden barrel, which is a tool that fires inside when it's split in half. A must-have for adventurers.

"A dry tree..."

However, the fire itself didn't last long, so I took this gap where the surroundings were brightened and collected dried branches or leaves. With the help of Elise, I was able to complete the campfire in no time. I thought I had a lot of fieldwork experience and could be a special agent.

"Then, Sister, let's take turns sleeping. Order and time are set by the nun."

"I don't really need a firecracker. Because the locks are bright."

"Well... is that so?"

Homelessness in a place like this was usually suicide, but Elise said it as a Magazine Warrior or something else. In the first place, I was a man who gave half his life, so if anything happened, he just died.

My life was certainly precious, but I've been thinking about it a little too often lately. Living is really tough and stupid, so there's no foolishness in life. Although there was an original goal of returning home, this world was not green enough to live for such a senseless dream.

"Sister, sleep on this. I have warm armor."

I gave Elise the Kobolt Leather in courtesy. It's an ominous item, and if it's cold, it goes back to sleep. The worst case scenario was hypothermia. This is my concession to wear a cloth armor that is as warm as a quilted armor, namely padding.

I want to take this off because I like it, but then I'm too cold.

"Thank you."

Elise, who received a leather bucket, removes Kobolt's skull from her feet and wraps it around her body. I cared about the pagan crest, but it was powerless in front of the cold.

"But the leather is a little big, let's cover it together."

It was a little big to use it as a flag. I had a few more of those in my arms.

"Ugh, I'm fine. Isn't that leather a little ominous? I'm creepy to look at."

It was a thankful offer, but I was reluctant to believe in superstition. I was a big man, but I was scared of ghosts. In the first place, it was superstitious throughout Korean culture. I've lived there my whole life, so I can't help it. I still can't sleep with my head to the north.

Once upon a time, I used to insult other adventurers because it was a barbarian custom. But it's true, motherfucker.

"Then why did you advise me?"

"You're gonna be okay, aren't you?"

I'll be protected by some kind of divine power. I have no god or religion to believe in, so I have no tolerance for such devils.

"... just come in. That side will be warmer."

"Ew..."

I crawled to Elise's side and spanned the rest. Like, covering this hideous leather makes me very anxious.

"Can we just trust you and sleep? You're really bright tonight, aren't you?"

"If something comes up, it's the level of awakening. I've been trained like that."

"Bitter, let's go to bed, mer."

I closed my eyes.

I was a person who lay down to sleep, but rarely fell asleep. But since I came to this world, I haven't had a day to get tired, so I just fell asleep. I can't sleep and I'm troubled. Something like this is the sound of hot, full bastards.

I fell asleep masturbating the sound of a burning campfire.

* * *

It was dawn because I woke up having a fucking nightmare.

"Poetry, Sitpal..."

Fortunately, there didn't seem to be any attacks on monsters last night. However, his body was as heavy as lead because he couldn't sleep. That cocksucker is covered in leather and sleeps normally.

"Are you awake?"

"Let's go."

The surroundings are getting brighter, so I think it's okay to move. I stood up in the middle of a simple wash with a handkerchief.

"Let's go back quickly."

Elise, who seems to have happened before me, is already ready to leave. I got cobalt leather and skulls.

Elise, who took out the map, takes the lead. That way we set out towards the city.

"I'll be there in about an hour."

I finally go back to the city. I had a hard day and I thought I made one silver, so I made a smile. I spend about 30 coupons a week, so I have 10 coupons left to do nothing for three weeks. Thinking about it, I didn't even bring a rake mushroom. It's crazy to be happy.

"Hehe."

"You look good."

"It's over. Don't you like nuns, too?"

"Absolutely."

Even if I didn't buy the fucking Madekasol... the cost of living itself doesn't go in that much, but the items I need are a little pricey. If you want to buy one piece of equipment, you have to fuck with the savings.

After a while, the sun came to mind. Then, in the sun, monsters of this type appeared.

"Anet!"

I shouted in amazement. The crawlers were two [Giant Spiders], if you will. These spiders, larger than the dogsleds, are lower level monsters, but they are extremely evasive to female adventurers because they are chewing on visuals.

"I'll kill you first."

Elise pulls out the Morningstar in a vicious state that seems to break even now.

"No, wait!"

Elise raises her arms. I held my arm in awe.

"I'll do it. Their shells can be sold to the Forge."

"Are you?"

The shell of the Giant Spider that was ripped completely is the material of defense gear, so you can usually sell it for about a Cooper if you take it to the Forge. Of course, crumbled or cracked shells have no commodity value. If Elise is a skilled Morningstar, it will be broken at once.

- Qui profit.

The Giant Spider strikes forward with a strange cry. I thought I would be frightened, no matter how much I called Elise, when I saw the green pearl spilling between the eight eyes and the rattling poison.

"Hiiq!"

I'm weak on gross.

I make a horrible sound, I hit the street, and then I kick him in the mouth with the front kick. Whoops! Two poisons were ripped off as the sound of the spark burst. As I said, I was also a Taekwondo 3. The critically injured Giant Spider spasms.

"Back!"

And it ends with a knife down and a brain dissection. Giant Spider has a bad combat power, unlike his nasty appearance. It seems to be a little unfavorable to humans from the structure they just have. Of course, if these spiders grow up and start to grow bigger than humans, I have no choice but to use my hands.

- Quiek!

Another one came at me. Somehow, I jumped up with a little jump to get Donnie into me. I simply slash the mouth of the man who jumps up and down, and then I end up slashing both hands.

"Good."

It was a perfect hunt. They were both perfect kills with absolutely no damage to their shells. I took a small dagger out of the pouch and removed the shell of the dead Giant Spiders.

"Terrible."

"So gross, Sister."

If you remove the shell, it fills the muscles and viscera. Adventurers often eat this spider meat, but it's a story of starvation. I don't want to eat.

I applied both shells with proficiency. Argh, the stretched body fluids inside the shell stretched like a thread, making a gentle sound.

"Sister, I will give you this as a gift. You don't have to keep it, sell it and buy something delicious."

I gave one shell to Elise. A kind of scoring gift.

"Well... so... go, thank you."

Elise accepts the shells.

Women are not weak on gifts.