Ugh….”
I didn’t know it as I ran away in a hurry, but now that I saw my feet covered with wounds.
I’d give you shoes if I’m sure.
I don’t know where it is that put me in this situation, but the people are pretty mean.
As I approached the village, a big middle-aged man with a beard like a bandit approached and asked.
“How did you end up like that?”
“I don’t know it either.”
In response, he stroked his beard with a ‘hmm’ sound.
“I’m sorry, but can I see your ID? I think we need to identify ourselves so we can help.”
He scoured me up and down, frowning.
It seems suspicious to me, but from his point of view, it was only natural to ask for an ID card.
[Quest completed successfully]
[Your ID will be activated as a reward]
[Wisdom and intelligence increased by 1]
Quest completion message came to mind at the right time.
I nodded and looked around because there was an ID card in this quest reward.
But there was no such thing as a reward card.
Is this the same way as a map?
The message also said “identification function” instead of “identification card”.
I raised my hand thinking of my ID card inside, and several texts came to mind like holograms with the golden lion flag, which appeared to be a flag on the back of my hand.
[Kaelon Kingdom ID]
Name: Jihoon
Gender: Man
Class: Human
Date of birth: 25 May 1076.
Place of birth: Royal Decree of Cardia.
Criminal history: None
[+]
A middle-aged man, who had been squinting at the mysterious view until just now, gave a small exclamation.
“I’ve never seen a magic ID before. I’m sorry I doubted this. It was an inevitable demand for the safety of the village, so I hope you understand.”
The ID card that I can only see in Korean.
I don’t know if it’s automatically translated or if their texts are Korean, but I wasn’t surprised and laughed awkwardly.
Since the conversation I already had with them was Korean for me, I decided to dismiss it as just a setting.
‘As loong as he is not suspicious of me anymore.’
“Thank you for saying that. Nice to meet you Jihoon, I’m Torres, the village chief.”
This was the chief.
“I’ve been saved thanks to your help. Good to see you, Chief Torres.”
I tried to get rid of the unnecessarily fancy ID cards that caught people’s eye, but I tilted my head when I found a “[+]” sign near the bottom of the ID card.
And I pressed it without thinking much.
[-]
Power: 5
Strength: 3
Agility: 3
Intelligence: 23
Mana: 1
Luck: 1
Like a game, a status window appeared.
There was no separate level, but looking at the numerical ability, I thought this place was really in the game.
“You’re very intelligent, where did you work at? An administrator?”
“What?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have looked at it recklessly, but it was inevitable because you showed your ability so openly. By the way, this a good magic ID to show your ability. We only check with the local administration once every three years.”
I removed my ID card from the air when he said I shouldn’t show my abilities.
“I’m afraid you’ve been involved in some sort of incident. I’ll take you to the inn, go get some rest there.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have the money right now.”
He replied in a very favorable manner.
“Don’t worry, my village of Karas is not that mean. Just relax.”
“Thank you.”
I accepted his offer without refusing.
It didn’t take as long as yesterday, but now that I’ve completed the quest, won’t I wake up?
Following him, I sneaked a look at the condition of the village of Karas.
Most of the roofs and framing of the buildings are wooden, but the walls are ocher walls.
A village with a medieval atmosphere, a basic element of fantasy.
And unlike what I saw on the outside, the inside of the village was quite big.
There are shops in a small market, and the inn guided by the chief was quite large, indicating that it was a village frequented by outsiders.
“Our village of Karas is one of the most visited monster hunting grounds for mercenaries. You’re lucky to have made it out of the woods safely, because Goblin and Orcs and Norle appear around here.”
“I’ve been in the woods for quite some time, but I’ve never felt a sign of life.”
“That’s the way it should be. There are no mercenaries in the woods. You came in at the front gate of the village, and mercenaries usually hunt in the canyon to the east. It’s safer there and it’s more efficient to hunt.”
When I turned my eyes and looked at the map, a place called Kent Canyon was located to the east of the village of Karas.
The inn owner wiped my bloodstained feet with water and applied medicine made by crushing herbs to the wound.
They’re so nice to me when I have nothing to do with this town.
Is this a situation where something experimenting with me in a current situation like a game is trying to get the story going?
“Keep this on for now.”
What he handed over was a slipper, commonly called a flip-flop, made of straws woven into a wooden board.
In addition, he handed me back my T-shirt that had been converted into a blunt instrument, but fortunately, it was only wrinkled and the shape remained the same, so there was no problem wearing it.
By the way, when do I wake up from this?
Sitting in the room that they guided me to rest, I stayed still and tilted my head looking at the chief of the village even though the owner left.
“Do you know how to calculate?”