Chapter 6: First reward for completing a mission

Strax woke up that day determined to find a wife... or at least he thought so. In reality, he woke up with a terrible pain in his back that was killing him!

Well, he woke up with that pain every day, after all, he had a wooden bed! Yes, wood! He certainly felt like a slave! Well, at least that's what he thought, but it wasn't quite like that.

With the worst start of the day, he already had a scowl since early morning. After all, today he would have to go meet the Baroness and report about the cave he had found, as well as the mine.

I don't need to say that he definitely didn't want to, right? If that bastard he met named Eron didn't go receive the reward, there was a reason for that, right?

Of course! If there weren't some problem, he would have gone, right? How could someone who is almost treated like a slave not be able to go?

His scowl persisted throughout the walk to the mine. He again did everything they had asked and mined a little more. Despite this, he didn't waste any time. He already wanted to go meet the Baroness and disappear from this place as soon as possible. Well, that's what he wanted, after all... just because we want something doesn't mean we get it, right?

"I'm here to see the Baroness," said Strax to the two guards who were keeping an eye on the place. They looked at each other and then at the young man in front of them. Again, they looked at each other and then at him as if he were a "rare piece."

"Alright, we'll take you to Her Ladyship," the guards replied. Unlike how they treated the other employees, they treated him with a lot of courtesy. In fact, he was even scared at how polite they were.

These same guards previously yelled at the employees like kings ordering the commoners, but now... well, they were two very gentle soldiers, though.

That was the discomfort he was feeling as he walked with these soldiers. He hadn't received this treatment since he took over this body.

Strax followed them quietly, and before he knew it, he was arriving at a mansion. Well, it was very strange to see this, as it seemed like something from the Victorian era. Very strange.

Strax then saw the entrance to the Mansion, with a large wrought iron gate adorned with the coat of arms. He then just received a stare from the guards that clearly said "Now it's your turn," and he entered, receiving the first sight of a beautiful, well-kept garden.

'I understand, so you also suffered a lot, didn't you?' He began to see the causes of Strax's life and continued walking. Soon, another memory.

"You're not worthy." A tall man said while Strax was on the ground, weakened. He was around ten years old. The man was his father, who despised him for not having sword skills.

'You're like me, you have an unbearable father.' Strax thought as he continued walking and saw only bad memories.

Strax was a son of a family devoted to the sword, a family completely obsessed with the sword and was extremely strict about it. However, he was born without the most notable skill of his family.

With the death of his mother, he became powerless before his relatives, and so, his brothers and sisters began to torment him.

He suffered bullying within the Vorah Duchy. Duke Albert Vorah, Strax's father, excluded him, leaving his support completely aside and treating him as nothing in front of the family.

And so, Strax's life ended in this miserable way. He was expelled from the clan until he developed the Vorah grip, a unique technique that only clan members can obtain.

"Strax Vorah, your life was a mess. Do you have any wish?" Strax questioned to the black abyss in front of him, waiting for an answer, and soon it came.

"Prove to be the strongest of all." The child's voice came and he smiled. "I would have done that anyway."

[You are absorbing the memories and soul of Entity 913232494, Strax Vorah.]

[You have successfully absorbed all memories, returning to the original body.]

"Beatrice, it's good to see that you're well, miss," Strax said and bowed after observing the eyes of the woman in front of him.