Is this really just an RPG? !

"Master Brave! Thank you very much for your help! These wolves have plagued the village for many years. Every winter there will be villagers and livestock because..."

The elder in front of me is Todd, the head of the village named "Mark", a man in his sixties. Judging from his tough body, I can't associate him with the title "old man" anyway.

After all, not long ago I witnessed the terrifying scene where he split a wolf into two with an epee.

"...It would be great if I could meet Mr. Brave sooner."

Well, probably talking about it, can you be regarded as an old man?

Although there are too many worthless content, this does not affect my decision to listen to the old village head who is loved by the villagers. I was a little tired from taking care of those troublesome wolves outside, and the tea made by Grandpa Todd was delicious, so I just sat here and listened to him without saying a word.

"...Um, sorry, I haven't asked Mr. Brave for your name until now, can you be a little... um..."

Grandpa Todd showed a little embarrassment.

I put my teacup down, put my hands on my knees and smile.

"Ah! I'm Neil, Neil Franks Noyce, Grandpa Todd, you can call me Neil! Mr. Brave or something... Forget it!"

"Oh! Neil, what a good name! If only my grandson could have Neil like you..."

Ah, nagging again.

I helplessly turned my head and glanced at the elf sitting on my shoulder. She seemed to be aware of my gaze, and immediately turned her head and let out a "hum", probably because she was dissatisfied with my actions when fighting the wolves before? But that can't be helped, even if I'm a hero, I'm just an ordinary person who can use some strange abilities, and it's hard to win without resorting to some tricks.

By the way, this mini elf is called "Qiuqiu".

Pretty subtle name.

Every time I call her, I can't help but think of a certain penguin wearing a red scarf...

However, regardless of her name, I have to accept a reality.

She is my partner.

Although he has no ability in combat, he can contact the "endless library" in the void to obtain various materials. The magical elf with an immortal body also has the most powerful hiding ability, except for me. No one else could detect her... except the smell. If it is painted with something very smelly, it can still be "smelled".

"... Neil?"

"Um, huh? What happened to Grandpa Todd?"

I froze for a moment, and immediately turned my gaze back to Todd, pretending that I hadn't been distracted just now.

It seems he didn't notice either.

"I heard that you plan to go to the Alexander Empire?"

"Yes, because of this."

I took an envelope from my pocket and handed it to Todd.

"This is the king's summons letter. Grandpa, I can't read such things."

"Eh?"

Is there such a setting?

I was a little overwhelmed to answer the letter and put it away.

"As expected of a brave man."

I don't know what he wants to express, so I can only smile a few times symbolically.

The people here have a strange admiration for the "brave". As long as the request is not too embarrassing, they will happily agree...Of course I am more curious, why they know that I am a brave, and it is the first time When they saw me, they shouted, "Here comes the hero, everyone, come and welcome him."

Of course, I asked Qiuqiu, and the answer I got was "Neil is a brave man because he is a brave man".

Nothing works.

Anyway, I can't understand it.

Maybe it's because I wasn't from this world?

Yes, this is not some unfounded speculation. Before becoming "Neil the Brave", I was just an ordinary middle school student in a certain world—because there seems to be something wrong with my memory, I can only remember so much—then I came to this world for some reason and met Qiuqiu, she considers her master.

What a mess!

I don't want to worry about these things anymore, anyway, it doesn't matter where I go.

"Is Neil planning to leave today?"

"Yes, I think it is better to go to the king earlier."

In fact, I refused at first. After all, if a letter came and told me to go, I would go. Wouldn’t I be exhausted? But there is a very cruel reality before me, that is, I must go to the king no matter what—if I want to find out why I came to this world.

Just to my left, at eye level, is what looks like a virtual screen.

——Wouldn’t it be great to say that the Wendos interface is amazing?

And the screen with a very advanced appearance prompts such a message:

"Main task [summoning from the king]

Mission information: Just after you came to this world, you received a summoning letter from the king. As a qualified brave man, you should go to the palace to understand the king's troubles and help him solve the troubles he encountered.

Mission requirements: 1. Enter the capital of the Alexander Empire, Renard (not yet completed)

2. Enter the palace to meet King Mark Berkeley (unfinished)”

So, since it is the main task, it should be done well?

…………

This terrible world full of "RPG game" style!

"Boom!"

Todd tapped the floor a few times with his cane in both hands.

"If you want to meet the king, you need to go to the capital, Leonard. There are two roads from the south of the village, a wide and seemingly safe road and a trail through the forest," said Todd's expression He suddenly became serious, bent slightly and leaned forward, "Actually, there are certain risks on both sides. There may be robbers on the avenue, and dangerous beasts on the trail, so be careful on the road... oh yes, Nenny When you leave, go find Taylor in the blacksmith shop, because you helped the village get rid of the hazards, and as a thank you, he is going to give you something."

After Todd finished speaking, he stood up, cleaned up the table, and prepared to go to the kitchen with his teacup. Halfway through, he turned to face me.

"The next time you pass by Mark Village, please come in and take a rest here. Everyone in the village welcomes you, Neil."

"Thank you Grandpa Todd."

I adjusted my wizard hat, put on the robe that was lying next to me, said goodbye to Todd, and left the room.

"Go directly to Leonard?"

The mound on my shoulder seemed to have finally calmed down. It flew up and turned around in the air before landing on my hat.

"No, first go to the smithy and see Mr. Taylor."

"I thought you wouldn't mind those useless irons."

"I really don't mind, but Mr. Taylor will be very concerned. After all, his child died because of the magic wolf. After I wiped out the wolves, he couldn't repay the favor in the way he could. With his character, he probably will Be guilty forever."

Although I don't know what's going on in those developed cities, judging from the villages I've walked through, most of the people in this land are very simple, so I can't just leave like this.

"Is that so..." Qiuqiu suddenly realized, but immediately asked me in a sarcastic tone, "But in fact, it's just that you have consumed too much potion this time, master, if you don't want to find a way to get back to your book, you will die of heartache."

This is the elf who turned my back on me!

Companion love dead?

To be fair, I threw out most of the explosive potions!

Apart from a few simple space magics, I have no combat power, and those potions used as bombs are my only means of life-saving. Although I should be able to make a supplement when accepting the commission from the king, I also have to consider whether there are enough props to protect myself on the way to the capital!

I turned to look at another virtual screen to the right.

——The one on the right is the Wendos system, and it is still version 8.1. I don’t know if it can be upgraded to 10.

It's different from the screen on the left.

The screen on the left displays content related to the surrounding intelligence such as mission information, map information, and character information, while the screen on the right displays content related to myself such as my current status, props I carry, and so on.

There are also a lot of dim buttons, which should be unlocked because they didn't arrive at the right time or didn't meet certain requirements.

Click on the "Backpack" option, and seeing the "Burning Potion x8" displayed on it, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Originally, there were more than 30 bottles!

"Master, is your heart bleeding?"

"It's not just the heart that is bleeding! It's the heart that is bleeding!"

"...What a strange statement."

Qiuqiu complained in a low voice.

It seemed that she couldn't comprehend the mood expressed in this sentence.

——Although I don't understand it, because it's just to express my heart and blurt out words.

I believe she will understand it sooner or later!

I reached out to rub my sore eyes, lowered my wizard hat, and walked towards the blacksmith shop.

Just standing far away can hear the sound of "Dang Dang Dang". It seems that although Mr. Taylor lost his beloved son, he did not give up his life just because of this.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of the hammer sounded powerful, and the person holding the hammer also had a serious face, focusing on the iron block in front of him.

Looks like it should be a sword?

"Chila!"

When he was distracted, Taylor had already thrown the iron block into the bucket next to him.

"Master Brave?"

He hadn't noticed me until now.

"Mr. Taylor, good afternoon."

I pulled off my wizard hat and greeted him with a slight bow.

In fact, I don't know what this Mr. Blacksmith will give me.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Brave. Well, you should sit down first!"

The blacksmith didn't seem to be very good at communicating with people. He wiped his hands in a panic, wiped a wooden chair several times, and brought it out to signal me to sit down. Then he ran into the house in a hurry, as if he was rummaging for something, and the sound of "crashing, clattering" kept coming from the house.

"Master Brave, thank you very much for killing those wolf cubs... Ah bah, I mean those demon wolves."

The tone of voice was very awkward, and after he finished speaking, he stood there awkwardly and stared at me blankly.

A perfect example of honesty.

"Since I have accepted the commission, of course I will complete it!"

When I first arrived in this village, I happened to witness Todd hacking a wolf to death. For this reason, a reminder about side missions immediately popped up on the left screen. I have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder and I can't stand the reminder hanging there. I had no choice but to come to the village to do some research and accept this commission.

"No, no matter what, I must thank you for your contribution to the village! So, please accept this!"

Probably because he really didn't know what to say, Taylor bowed directly at ninety degrees and handed a box in front of me.

Some old boxes look like they have a certain history.

I took the box, opened it, and there was a dagger lying in it, about half the length of my arm. The blade, hilt, and even the scabbard didn't look very gorgeous. The only thing worth caring about was the sword of this sword. The blade is very sharp—just a slight touch left a wound on my index finger, and my HP was also reduced by a small bar.

Obviously, the total HP is only 27 points, and this wound alone has reduced my HP by 1... So if I touch it 26 times, I will go to heaven?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder.

But there is one thing worth noting, the box is full of dust, and it should not have been touched for a long time, so Taylor probably hasn't polished the dagger.

It's an amazing weapon that keeps its sharpness without sharpening.

I'm sure I didn't feel any magical breath on it, and the information obtained through "identification" on the right screen also shows that this is just an ordinary weapon, not a magical weapon that applies magic such as "permanent sharpness".

"This is the work of my grandfather, and it has been kept as a family heirloom. It is also the only equipment I can afford here."

Looking at the dagger, Taylor's eyes showed a little nostalgia, but this nostalgia only lasted for a moment, and was replaced by seriousness in an instant.

"I decided to give this to you, I hope you won't dislike it."

"No, I won't dislike it," I took out the sword and put it on my waist, quietly opened a gap behind my back and put the box in, "Thank you very much, Mr. Taylor, I happen to lack a sharp dagger for self-defense .”

"I can help you best! Mr. Brave is going to Leonard in the future! I wish, I wish you a prosperous martial arts!"

It seems that you have heard this kind of farewell before?

Forget it, don't care about this aspect.

It may be because I accepted it too decisively, Qiuqiu kept saying that I "do not look like a qualified brave man at all". I just shrugged my shoulders and didn't give any further explanations—if I didn't intend to accept it, I wouldn't have gone to see Taylor. Since I went, I made a plan to "accept whatever the other party gives me".

Anyway, I believe this uncle must have made a decision after careful consideration.

Accepting it directly can show respect for him.

——Brave Neil I am worthy of being a heart-warming male god-level figure.

After bidding farewell to Taylor from the blacksmith shop, I left from the south exit of the village and started heading towards Leonard, the capital of the Alexander Empire.

but!

Before that, I need to express some emotions.

"Master? You look a little strange. Is that dagger useless?"

"..."

An inexplicable impulse sprouted in my heart - spread honey on this idiot elf and tie it to a tree, maybe it could attract a few rare northern plain bears.

I'm not a swordsman, okay?

To be reasonable, I am obviously a legal professional!

Let me hold a sword, do you want me to play a guest role as a white-robed mage?

And the white-robed mage also uses a staff, okay?

"That's right! The master is not a swordsman, and his strength is only 5."

"..."

I squatted down, covering my stomach with embarrassment.

As Qiuqiu said, my strength is only a pitiful 5 points, which is the level of "the strength of an ordinary teenager who has not exercised". Not to mention weapons, I can't even lift a heavy magic book.

It's a human tragedy.

This tragedy did not give me a chance to clean up, because Qiuqiu said that my strength value is basically fixed, and it is unlikely to change in my life.

Unless there is an adventure.

"That's right, master."

"Um?"

"Since you can't use it, why don't you consider selling this sword?"

"Ah... of course it's because this sword is quite important."

As I said before, my strength value is not enough to hold any weapon, unless it is a magical weapon that has been given a spell such as "weight reduction". But the dagger that Taylor gave me can be easily hung on my waist without affecting my actions at all. In addition, there is no magic breath on this sword.

This can only illustrate one problem.

I raised my hand and clicked on the introduction of this sword, and a series of information appeared in front of my eyes:

"Props [inherited dagger?]

Item information: The short sword presented by Taylor, the blacksmith in Mark Village, is said to be a weapon from his grandfather. There is nothing too fancy about it, but I always feel that it should be kept well, maybe it will be useful in the future.

Props attribute: indestructible. "

Just the question mark after the name is very problematic!

The introduction full of Flag atmosphere and the indestructible attribute, no matter how you look at it, they are important props.

How does this make me sell...

"Owner?"

"No, nothing, let's move on."

I don't really want to pursue it any further.

Even if you continue to stand still and tangle with this dagger, you won't get any answers, so you might as well hurry on your way.

Think about how to solve dinner tonight.

"Master! Leave the cooking for tonight to Qiuqiu!"

Looking blankly at Qiuqiu who suddenly changed into a cook's outfit, I twitched the corners of my mouth a few times and spit out a word.

"reject."

I don't want food poisoning.