My Parasite Skill System

You can read the novel fast updates at LatestNovel.Net or SweetNovel.Net

She very quickly got right next to me as the legs stopped their alluring parade.

It was such a let-down. My eyes already had had time to grow fond of this displaying of legs.

Maybe she had also something to do with me. Just like the stern In Charge who'd told me to wait here.

She'll just tell me 'Wait here,' too, then?

I don't wanna wait here, ma'am, sir. I don't wanna. Can't I just proceed?

But the big people knew what they knew. I stayed here as a consequence of that.

And now what?

Ring!

❮Additional Quest – a new additional quest has been found.❯

❮'Learning the ropes of the job!' – the Player has been projecting to become an adventurer, hasn't he? This is just the right occasion for him. After helping adventurers on the battlefield, you gained the sympathy of Clumsy Babe – follow this generous lady and make the acquaintance of her group of friends and adventurers as a first step! Who knows what this has in reserve for the Player?❯

Am I, by any chance, made apologizing to them?

Surely, this must be a joke of some sort. I haven't signed up for this. No, I haven't. I haven't and I wouldn't. Was I to be offered such an offer right now, being told I'd just need to sign here down such a page: I wouldn't sign with my signature!

Nevertheless, Clumsy Babe spoke: "We're very sorry for the inconvenience!"

She spoke. For both me and herself. I didn't like it. I'm not sorry for any inconvenience.

Still firmly seizing on my arm with her puny, nearly non-existent strength, she was now pressing my whole head and upper body downward.

I'm just a passerby. I haven't done anything wrong. Plus, I don't like bowing to a human. I'd never bow to anyone … except if it isn't for me.

–I'm powerful after all, aren't I!

It isn't all there's to it. I didn't pay it attention till now, but…

Planning on becoming an adventurer? So I've helped them? I gained her sympathy? I gotta follow her? Making the acquaintance of her friends? What for? And this would be the first step? What's this have in reserve for the Player, hmm??

Damn it, and my thoughts were disrupted yet another time. Pressing my head even further down, she apologized again, "My young friend here isn't … this won't simply be happening again, I can assure!"

I haven't signed up for this, have I? Why am I even apologizing to this human?

"Let–let me go!" I strongly expressed trying to get this hand off of me. "What are you doing, Babe!"

But the tightening hand only tightened itself with even more eagerness–I was turned to the side, now facing the lady with me; if it was a contest of strength, I could just be protesting easily.

I certainly could do that, yes.

Though my mind only went all funny again facing the meatballs!

Hehehe, it was as if all my frustration and anger was cured at once by this sight: boing, boing~.

Too much intel at the same time didn't do me well, huh.

I hadn't time to drool, "You shush now, boy!" when her alarming, tense, whispering voice didn't fail to bring me back to reason.

You shush now, boy. You shush now, boy… You shush now, boy.

Oh, right! Maybe it was serious. Big people's serious business.

I did shush myself. Don't hate me for being so petty, I hadn't even time to protest again anyhow; her tense and red face so up-close to mine, she went back at it, "The fireball already has been fired up!... what are you thinking of doing!... if it weren't for what you did for us on the battlefield, I wouldn't be risking my adventurer license for this… come, follow me!"

Okay, I did do something wrong, after all.

It wasn't just all about her body. Looking up from this closely, even the features of her face were very charming.

One of her knees was down the ground as she stomped to be at my height.

It was planted in the earth, but blasted off of the ground pretty quickly, though.

But if not being slightly distorted by this pale and severe tone of her voice as her brows were knitted and her lips pressed … I might've fallen for such creature.

And I continued doing what I was told: you shush now, boy.

Who was then still peering over to our side? The commander was. And upon frowning and clenching his squared jaw nervously, he nodded to himself again, and again, and again.

The nodding never ended.

Had he finally received and was offered the discipline he so much craved, this human?

The telling-off, beautiful lady had to take her face away from mine, now.

Still shushing myself what follows simply was me following her, coming with her; just as she indicated.

We went on walking, she still gripping on my upper arm and dragging and guiding me alongside her quick steps (maybe she wasn't so clumsy, on second thought).

On our way back to where she'd come, she bowed back to the now kind of satisfied general (even though the regulations of the State had not been abided by) and simply left by the entrance that'd been then again opened up by the soldiers.

Sliding herself through the tight entrance when she passed, she wasn't now gripping on my arm, but softly on my hand with hers.

It felt soft. And taking a liking to it, I didn't try to get my hand off.

The wall of soldiers proved to be thick.

After having passed not four now, but five rows of them; we finally arrived at the other end of the tunnel.

And I tightened my grip onto her hand in expectation…

–The world behind the wall was just 'woah.'

Passing through it, I couldn't see much of anything since I'm so small.

Now, it's the end of the tunnel and, "Woah~." I had to utter that 'woah.'

(Author's note: of course, in this kind of context, using the passive skill [Mana Perception] could just end all the matter; the reader has to keep in mind that using such skill requires tactfulness and concentration as much as energy and willingness to buckle down to the task of even doing this – just so I'm sure you understand the thing clearly and not find it weird.)

"Woah~." I had to utter that 'woah,' and make every letter of it sound true.

Still holding onto my hand, Clumsy Babe also still was going about her fast pacing of not too long ago. I was dragged with her.

But I didn't pay attention to that anymore, and simply let my eyes wander throughout these new things of life.

This side of things was way, way, way, way cleaner than back there with my orc boys.

It simply seems … how would I go about it … very unwarlike, as a first thing?

Being used to this whole Very Many Grasses field, I knew what to expect wherever I went.

Things weren't all beautiful and charming everywhere around here.

And although acquainted with the fact I don't really know him well and much, it would seem reasonable to me, to now also expose Old Sipping's way dealing with swearing and cussing:

It was very simple; the old human didn't swear at much of anything. He simply wouldn't. He even taught me I should always be polite if not to be required otherwise. He liked politeness in a general way.

It was a big people's thing, once again, I think. I didn't really care, to be honest. But anyway, it was important to him. Being polite was important.

Which brings us to my point, this old man–he didn't swear at all. Or very rarely.

Take the horrors, atrocities, and monstrosities of what I liked to refer to as playing funnily, for example.

Well, to all that, he did curse a lot. 'This is deplorable, this is deplorable,' and went on swearing at the living beings.

And this old man's reflective mind would suffice as a good illustration to that part of the whole war thingy.

On the other side of this Very Many Grasses field; there was this rather beautiful and easygoing place.

Would my old companion curse at this?

No, he wouldn't. And that was a good way of describing this place, emphasizing on the difference in between the two opposite poles this conflict is involving.

He wouldn't curse … or maybe he would, but for other reasons.

In any case, he wouldn't for most of it.

This sight truly was differing from what's lying back behind the wall.

Poor orcs clearly were losing against strong humans.

And not only when it came to strength.

They're far behind at so many levels.

You can read the novel online free at LatestNovel.Net or SweetNovel.Net