Walking in Another World

o my body feels heavy and languid.

The mithril sword is also on the ground.
I can feel the heat coming from it when I get close.

I pick it up to see if it will burn me too, but while I do feel some heat, it doesn’t burn me.
Is it because it’s my magic?

But Leila can’t use it like this.
I make magic energy flow, while imagining the sword cooling off.

I use Appraisal to see if it’s all right, and see it’s become a level two mithril sword.

Hm… I’ll pretend I didn’t see that.

“Don’t overexert yourself.
I honestly thought you died at first.”

“I see.
And you looked after me?”

What’s wrong? Is her face getting red again?

“I’m all right.
Oh, and show me your hands.”

My stock of potions is almost depleted… I should save what I have left in case something happens.

Instead, I cast Heal on Leila’s hands.

The burned palms heal like time is being rewound.
It’s still strange to look at no matter how many times I see it.

“How do you feel?”

“G-great.
Thank you.”

I hand her the mithril sword.

She fearfully takes it, probably because she’s remembering when it burned her.

“What do we do with the orcs?”

“What do you mean?”

“Aren’t we going to take them back with us?”

“There is no item bag that can fit all of this.
The pouch I’m carrying gets full when I put my equipment and items into it.”

“I see.
Then I’ll take them.”

I approach them and start storing them in the Item Box.
Hikari will be happy about this, but I need to make sure to share the spoils with everyone.
Apparently orc meat goes for a good price.

I store twenty four of them, but there’s still room because the spent potions left a lot of empty space.

“W-w-what? Is this storage magic?”

“Ah… And it’s also kind of a secret.”

Usually I pretend I’m taking things out of a pouch or an item bag, but an item bag that could store so many orc corpses would have to be a very efficient, and very expensive one.

“We should go back.
Casey and the others must be concerned.”

“Wait.
Let’s check the back.”

I point to where Lloyd came from.

Map is showing me two people there.

“That’s right.
There should still be people there.”

Leila and I walk to the back.
I’m recovering, but it’s still hard to walk.
I’m not feeling tired, I feel languid, so I’m guessing the Walking skill doesn’t cover it.

We keep walking silently.
It’s awkward.

I’m not a good talker to begin with, and Leila seems kind of fidgety.
I see her about to start talking, but immediately stopping.
It’s kind of suspicious actually.

This indescribable mood continues until we reach the room at the end.

No, that mood is completely blown away the moment we get there.

It’s a bizarre sight, colored bloody red.