Chapter 4
Chapter 4
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: What Can You Do About It?
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While approaching the orcs, memories of my past lives suddenly flashed through my mind.
During my three lives...
I had never once been reborn into a peaceful civilization.
This third life was no different.
This world was full of heroes, villains, gates, towers, and all sorts of other things.
Compared to my first life, though, this one had at least one big advantage: modern civilization was still intact.
Thanks to that, this third life was the world I liked more than any I'd lived in before.
Except for one thing.
"Seriously, why are you ugly bastards everywhere I go?"
Aside from their existence.
"Kreek?"
The orc fully turned its head toward me.
It gripped the club in its hand tightly.
It had recognized me as an enemy.
I'd seen plenty of orcs before.
In my previous life and the one before that.
But these were the first orcs of this life.
"Feels familiar."
Orcs varied slightly in features and appearance depending on the world.
But the one in front of me looked incredibly familiar.
Because I'd seen them nonstop in League of Worlds.
"No wonder it's such a hit."
Why was League of Worlds so popular?
Popular games always have a reason.
There can't be an effect without a cause.
The reason League of Worlds was a hit?
Realism.
The moment that thought crystallized...
"Grraaaaaah—!!!"
Boom—!
The orc slammed its club into the floor.
Marble fragments shot into the air, scattering everywhere.
I casually leaped back.
A few marble chips wouldn't hurt much unless they were huge.
To test the advice I'd given Yura...
I put up the minimum shield a mage could manage and minimal mana output.
Body Enhancement.
But I wasn't enhancing my body.
Smashing orcs with an enhanced body? That'd make me a level 21 warrior, not a mage.
So the enhancement I chose was dynamic vision.
Mages excel in brain and eye power.
Which means investing Body Enhancement in reflexes yields amazing efficiency.
I dodged the fragments coming at me in slow motion.
My body was slow too, but dodging was no problem.
With everything crystal clear in my vision, I just moved with the orc's actions to evade perfectly.
No wonder mages had such great evasion.
"-Hey, how do you step and dodge so well when your body's trash?-
-My eyes are good. Want me to teach you?-
-Tsk... Kinda jealous...
-Kneel, bang your head, and beg, and I'll teach you.
-It's your reflexes I want, not your steps, so buzz off.
-Tch."
While lost in nostalgic memories for a moment...
My head started throbbing.
Precisely, my brain—pushed to the limit with dynamic vision—was overloading.
It was great, but the downside was short duration.
Better wrap this up quick.
"Ice Age."
Normally no chant needed, but since I was imitating a level 21 mage, why not.
Meanwhile...
A little distance from the orcs.
A small finger pointed at the boy weaving through them.
"Mom. Look over there."
The boy Seo-ah saw was a bit unusual.
The orcs were keeping their distance from him.
While sticking close to the boy.
The exact opposite of the situation moments ago.
The orcs ignored Seo-ah.
Even with the trembling mother-daughter pair there.
They completely disregarded their presence.
And the boy's presence was that overwhelming.
He wasn't much taller than her.
But his speech and actions drew all the orcs' focus, sidelining everyone else in the mart.
Not just the orcs.
Seo-ah's gaze was glued to the boy too, mesmerized.
Crack!
The boy bound the orcs' feet with Frost Magic.
As the lead orc staggered, the ones behind revealed themselves.
Even with their orcish super strength, their feet stuck only momentarily in the ice.
But the boy was already prepping his next attack.
"Fireball."
Flames engulfed the orcs behind the front one.
And...
He spun and slipped away.
The boy repeated this.
Front orc's feet froze.
Back ones burned.
One by one, they naturally collapsed.
The mart filled with the smell of roast orc.
Looking down at the fallen orcs, the boy murmured.
"Perfectly cooked."
Golden-brown orc roast, complete.
Today's menu:
Extra-tasty orc roast, frozen then fire-grilled.
"See? My advice was spot on."
A proud smile, then a sudden frown.
Something unpleasant came to mind.
"Why couldn't she do this? Should I have given more detailed advice?"
Seo-ah took in the boy and the fallen orcs at a glance.
To her, this wasn't a fight.
First time seeing monster vs. human combat.
But she'd seen boys fight plenty.
Boys' fights were always messy.
Pulling hair, crying, chaos.
Yeah.
Never something so simple.
And leisurely.
It was more like...
Hunting.
The fear from encountering the orcs had vanished clean away.
Instead, watching the boy's magic, Seo-ah decided.
"Mom..."
I want...
"I wanna go to the Academy."
To be like that.
The commotion at the mart wrapped up quickly.
Thanks to the hunters and heroes who arrived fast, no casualties.
I slipped out quietly.
After paying.
'Fought with perception interference magic, so should be fine.'
Few have observation skills sharp enough to pierce it, so safe to head home.
Police wouldn't come looking later.
No one would remember I took down the orcs.
No need to hide a public service, but going public would be a headache.
After all, an eight-year-old slaying three orcs?
That'd make the 9 PM news.
Then the eight major guilds and government would swarm for special recruitment.
To avoid the obvious hassle...
I cast perception interference.
Erased traces too.
And went home.
Headed straight to the kitchen, no rest.
Got ingredients, time to eat.
That was the whole point of the mart trip.
Prep the fresh veggies and meat, grill, plate roughly.
Breakfast done.
While eating, like any modern person...
I grabbed my phone and hopped online.
Wonder if there's anything fun...
[Live Orc Alert]
[Mart Orc Incident]
[What is this? Real life?]
[Today's Issue: Muscled Pigs Invade Mart ㄷㄷ]
Internet already flooded with the incident.
As a direct participant, I skimmed and moved on.
"Hm?"
Found something odd.
What the hell?
"Changed the rules?"
I immediately reread the stream rules.
Sure enough, a new one had appeared.
"This... "
And it wasn't just one.
Stunned, words failed me.
"What... the hell... "
My world was crumbling that day.
"Huh?"
Then barely recovered.
"Wait."
A part I spotted while rereading.
"No way."
My bright eyes locked on with hope.
There it was.
Capitalist Yura's new rule.
"Yuha!"
The next day, Yura started her stream.
"How's everyone doing?"
As viewers poured in steadily, boosting numbers...
Yura smoothly took the reins.
"Today we'll run some PvP ranking matches like yesterday. But first, I have something to say."
First donation of the day.
But Yura didn't welcome it.
It was from a brain snap donor yesterday.
"Perfect timing with a donation. Everyone, could you reread the notice? Donor too."
Yura informed viewers of the rule changes.
Then...
Another donation popped.
Same person.
That's right.
In Yura's stream...
There was the bail money system, created by money-blood-transfused Money Yura.
Bail money, or pardon as it's called.