Today for the second time, Arv—no, in this form I am Merlin, not Arv. So, Merlin was again strolling through the capital of this otherworldly land for the second time in a single day.
It was still quite mind-boggling to Merlin, just a few hours ago he was in his room wasting his time and then got summoned into this world so anti-climatically and then was killed and then turned out to being supported by an unknown entity and then was on a mission again.
Just a single abbreviation for this: WTF!
And now he has to save someone named Emilia from God knows what! This is unfair! Although he will not deny that this is pretty exhilarating, still...a question rose up in his mind... Do I really need to save this person? And what about Satella...will she die too if I don't do anything? What should I do? Or...do I really need to save anyone?
Upon the emergence of such thoughts, Merlin quickly shook his head to rid his mind of such thoughts. After all, a hero's duty is to save everyone, isn't it? And he is the summoned hero of this world, so he should definitely save them!
Yup! My mind is set, I'll save both Emilia and Satella! Sure...the price to save them would be quite extreme. But it ain't nothin' that I can't handle!
"Hey man, look, I appreciate you buyin' appas from me but you gotta get your weird ass outta my stall. You're scaring my customers away!" Screamed the macho fruitseller.
"Eh?" Merlin finally snapped out of his and became aware of the crowd now staring at him for smiling weirdly at nothing, embarrassing him to no end. "A-a-a-I'M SORRRRYYY!!!" And the introvert ran off.
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In a silent alley, Merlin sat on the small concrete stairs lost in thought. This was a different alley from where he had met Emilia. This was because he had still yet to decide how he would get through this mission. He had an inkling that this 'Emilia' person is 'Satella' but he can't just go by his intuition in such a serious matter, can he?
And even if they were the same people, then again, how is he able to get past the murderer at that Loot House? From what he heard, the murderer was either a woman or a femboy. And by the wounds he received, she was definitely British...okay, bad joke. But she was a slasher, so she must be carrying a knife or two.
And Satella was a magician, wasn't she? To even take her out so swiftly, I doubt that I'll be able to get by this safely... I need help.
"Look at what we got here boys~"
An annoying voice entered the alley.
Merlin looked up to see the person who had entered the alley, and to his surprise—"No way... It's you thieves again? You were trailing me all this time?! Creepy!"
"Huh? The hell is he talking about?" Said the big black man.
"He probably went nuts out of fear kekeke~" Said the overgrown mushroom.
"Empty your pockets quickly or else your pretty face won't be so pretty anymore" Said the emo looking guy as he pulled out two knives.
I can definitely deal with these punks easily but...aint this just the perfect opportunity?
A sly smile formed on Melin's face as he inhaled a huge amount of air before—"HELLLLPPPP THESE GUYS ARE TRYING TO KILL MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"
"Wha-?!"
"This piece of shit!"
"Look out for guards!"
The alley fell into a heavy silence which stretched out for a few seconds. Seeing that there was no sign of anyone coming, the silence was finally broken by the relieved huffs of the thieves.
"W-well it seems like no one's coming to save ya asshole!" The mushroom tried to taunt Merlin.
"Y-yeah!" The emo guy soon supported the mushroom.
Well no luck it seems. A frown tugged at Merlin's charming face as he began accumulating mana at his palm. Guess it's time for their second beat-
Merlin's thoughts were soon interrupted by a stomp of the heels of a shoe hitting the cold floor of the alley.
"Well, would you look over here~? My ears had just been disturbed by an annoying cry of a dog. So tell me, which one of you commoners just screamed for help?"
All eyes in the alley now gave all their attention to the sole figure who had entered the scene.
The figure was that of a woman with fiery blonde hair and sharp eyes radiating pride in the finest sense. Her blood-red royal gown, decorated with jewelry, just made her stand out even more. I could add two more big and round reasons but let's not.
"It was me! It was me! I need help!" It's a fantasy world and by her looks she's definitely the overpowered confident female character! Reassuring himself Merlin shouted waving his hand to catch her attention.
"Hey look! It's just a chick and a hot one!!!" The emo guy's face lit up.
"Heh! Whaddaya say lady? Wanna spend a night together~?" Said by the mushroom.
"Tch! Disgusting mutts. Maybe it would be better to rid you lots of this world." The lady was greatly displeased by the comments of the thugs. As if to express her anger, she lifted her hand and pulled out a majestic red sword out of a flaming cut in the air.
"Now tell me, which one of you three wants to die first? Or would you rather die together as fellow numbskulls?"
Upon not being able to bear the amount of pressure and animosity that the lady was inducing upon them, the thieves together ran out of the alley shrieking in terror.
Seeing them retreating, the lady lowered her sword and then turned towards Merlin with an annoyed look.
"Now, let's hear what you have to say commoner."
"Me? Ah it's about that. Thank you very much for saving me, although I have nothing to offer to in return but one day I'll surely be able to-"
"Cease your meaningless ramblings. Should I grace your feeble minds with every single detail? How simple-minded. What mineself was referring to was, why would you call for help?"
"Huh? Well...because I was in danger? That much is obvious right?"
"Stop with your innocent act. Does mineself look stupid to you? With what I can see, you were more than enough to easily take care of those hooligans, yet you screamed for help. That intrigues me quite a bit~" She narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing me.
"A-ah well you see..." The woman's pinpoint accurate deduction left me searching for the correct words to say to her. "I...support non-violence." And I lied right to her face.
"... Pft! Feel honoured commoner. Your stupidity amuses me, so i shall grant you the honor of knowing my name. Priscilla Barielle, be sure to keep that name in your mind."
"Hm, and i am Merlin. It's a pleasure to meet you Priscilla." With a quick nod, Merlin extended his hand towards Priscilla for a handshake which she of course ignored, and instead chose to pull out a metallic fan from her chest cleavage, open it wide and put it in front of her mouth.
"Now let's get onto the main reason for your cry, shall we?"
"Yes, well. It is kinda hard to explain but I'll try to do it the best i can."
Well I guess I still have some hope left don't I?