Life In The Demonic Land – Chapter 1

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Chapter 1 – The Night Before the Demonic Land

“Gyoeeeeeeeeee!!!”

I heard the cry of a mysterious bird from far away.

In front of me is a jungle with lush vegetation. Through the dense trees, I can see carnivorous plants preying on small animals.

Looking up into the sky, a huge bat-like monster grabbed a baby monkey and flew away.

There was a rumble on the ground, the sound of trees falling. Nearby, a large monster ran by.

If I stayed stunned, I would die instantly.

I just kept running on the muddy ground.

How did this happen?

As the second son of a family of farmers, I had to learn a trade to survive. I think I began to think about the unreasonableness of the world while watching my eldest brother.

When I was a child, I tried learning magic from the old hag of the village, learning arithmetic from an eccentric old man, and doing things like becoming a merchant’s apprentice, but none of these things worked out. By the time I understood some of it, I was bored. I realized that no matter what I learned, I could never be more than the one who taught me. This is only natural since those in the village have earned their place in the world through the skills and knowledge they teach.

I am 15 years old. I was thrown out of my home without knowing what I wanted to do. At that point, my options were limited. I had neither the connections to become a soldier nor the brains to become a scholar. I was left with two choices: work as an apprentice to a merchant and become a peddler or become an adventurer.

I admired the adventurers who came to my village from time to time. Those who traveled freely in search of unknown lands, mythical creatures, and magical beasts were simply cool. I decided to become an adventurer without hesitation.

I became an adventurer in the town closest to my village and learned the reality of the situation. They were mostly day laborers with no fighting skills and were far from free. I admired the occasional high-ranking adventurer, but I didn’t know what I needed to do to become a strong adventurer. In the end, I worked in small jobs, picking medicinal herbs, helping clean the store, and looking for lost pets.

Whenever I saved some money, I spent it in the brothel, not on weapons. Since I was amiable, I steadily built up a clientele in the city. I got more and more requests for dates, and I had a good reputation in the adventuring guild. However, I am not talented enough to turn my work into a herb-picking and cleaning business. I’m mostly just a helper.

“How long will you stay in this town?” I was often at a loss for words when the prostitute asked me this.

When adventurers settle down and start working, they usually rent a room, quit the adventurers’ guild, and join the merchants’ or craftsmen’s guild.

However, neither merchants nor craftsmen are for me. The master would beat me to a pulp and kick me out of the guild.

Nevertheless, I am still a farmer’s son.

I saved the money to buy a plot of land, and after three years of not wasting money, I finally managed to accumulate five gold coins. With the money in my hand, I went to a real estate agent and tried to buy the land I had my eye on, but it was already sold.

I tried to find another land, but there was no good land for five gold coins.

I became more and more desperate, and at the real estate agency, I began to think that I wanted to go somewhere far away where no one knew me. Actually, I didn’t even need a house.

I felt I could at least make my own place to sleep, and when I told the real estate agent about it, he said, “There is a good place. It’s for exactly 5 gold coins. And the land area is much too large.” I was introduced to a forest far from the city, surrounded by mountains, cliffs, and the sea.

It was a struggle just to get there, mostly uncharted land, and there was not much information available.

“I’ll choose this place!”

I said, thinking that I had nothing to lose.

Even if I settled down in this city and started doing something that looked like work, I would probably quit soon because I was bored. Besides, I had no desire to save money again.

I thought I was lucky to have land to buy, so I decided to go there.

I packed my belongings and gathered enough tools to at least make a living, as well as a compass, rope, hoe, axe, etc., that I would need for pioneering, either by getting them or buying them. I really wanted to buy slaves and spend the time making out with them, but I didn’t have that kind of money.

I set out with a big backpack on my back, with the goal of cultivating the land, selling local products in town, and getting slaves.

I had hardly ever left the city, but I was used to living in the wild, and since I had learned how to deal with monsters in the adventurer’s guild training course by using hit-and-run tactics, I was able to defeat the weakest monster, a rat-like monster called Big Rat.

It was the third day of my journey.

On the way, I passed some soldiers from the kingdom.

One of the soldiers called out to me, perhaps because he thought it was unusual that I was walking in the opposite direction of him.

“Where are you going? There should be nothing but our training grounds up ahead.”

“I bought some land just up ahead.”

“Land? Is that land within our Kingdom of Estinia?”

The soldier crossed his arms, furrowed his brow, and asked.

“It’s here…”

I showed him the map and explained, and he widened his eyes in surprise.

“Wasn’t this a demonic land that few people have ever ventured into?”

“Probably, yes.”

“Are you an adventurer? I see. Buying an uncharted land is a typical adventurer’s way of life, isn’t it? May I see your adventurer’s card?”

The adventurer’s card is a card given to you when you join the adventurer’s guild. The materials and colors of the card are supposed to change as your rank increases, but mine has never changed. I have heard that there is also a service that will tell you your level and status if you pay for it, but I have never used it. I didn’t think that knowing my status would be useful for picking herbs or cleaning.

The soldier looked at my card and gave me a bland “Are you okay?” look, but he nodded a few times, patted me on the shoulder, and said, “It’s important to have a dream, right?”

“Before you go to your land, you should go to the woods near the training facility. You’ll learn some survival skills.”

“Ha, thank you.”

The soldier said, joining the soldiers in front of him, looking at me and laughing with the others. I’ll pay you back someday. What I will pay him back for is still unknown.

That day, I went to the vicinity of the training ground and stayed in the field. At night, I had a dream.

I dreamed that I was in a big building, in a steel vehicle, in a beautiful room, examining something in front of a board with a picture on it, something I had seen many times since I was a child. In the dream, I was living in a ridiculously high standard of living, with as much water as I could get out of an iron pipe.

The old hag of the village said to me, “You may still have the memories of your previous life intact. You should remember your dreams. They may come in handy one day.” As she told me, I remembered the details of my dreams, but so far, I don’t remember them being useful. I feel like it doesn’t make sense, but it’s the only thing that makes me different from others, so I cherish it.

The next day, I walked past the soldiers’ training facility and entered the forest.

I didn’t see many monsters, but I did see a big bear monster called Wild Bear fighting a giant bee monster called Vespa Hornet. As a low-ranked adventurer, there was no way I could fight them, so I hid in the bushes and watched.

Wild Bear swung a sharp claw at Vespa Hornet, severing its torso and head, and the battle was over. Leaving Vespa Hornet’s body behind, Wild Bear staggered away. It was a simple territorial dispute, it seemed.

I climbed out of the bushes and removed the wings and compound eye lenses from Vespa Hornet’s corpse, as well as the magic stone that remained in its body. Magic stones are found in all monsters, and they have their own unique properties.

Vespa Hornet’s magic stone should have a poisonous effect. They use the magic power kneaded by the magic stone to attack their prey or protect themselves. Incidentally, when humans use magic power, they collect and use magic elements from nature, so there are no magic stones in their bodies.

However, those who are called “demons” all have a unique magic stone in their bodies.

It is said that the human side won the war more than 100 years ago, and the demons fled somewhere far away.

The stinger is missing from the abdomen of Vespa Hornet’s corpse. If it had been stuck in the Wild Bear, it would be in agony by now. After burying the carcass in the ground, I looked around and found that Wild Bear had also collapsed nearby. A Vespa Hornet stinger was embedded in the side of the Wild Bear. The stinger is very hard and poisonous, so it can be a weapon for novice adventurers.

Perhaps because the poison from the stinger had spread throughout its body, the bear was about to die, so I smashed its head open with an axe. I recovered the stinger. I got a good one.

With a knife, I cut up the bear. I have fur and meat, so I’m off to a good start.

I have no problem butchering monsters because I have done it so many times during the three years I saved my money when I was asked to work in the butcher shop. I also know the parts of good meat.

I also took out the Wild Bear’s entrails and the magic stone. The entrails are used to make medicine, and the magic stone has the ability to strengthen the body.

I lightly tanned the fur, took as much meat as I could carry, and walked through the forest to my land.

After walking for three whole days, I finally arrived at my land.

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