The Amber Sword

Chapter 2 – Sophie’s world

Even though this house was old it was immaculate. The former owner had cleaned it very well.

Sophie raised his head to look at the half skeleton that he pushed away earlier. A pile of broken bones sat quietly there. Brendel’s counter attack before his death resulted in the only casualty amongst the undead scouts. He knew that these soldiers indeed lack intelligence, but the necromancer controlling them was not. This mistake could not be attributed to the youth’s fault, because he did not know about this at all.

During this peaceful era, there were not many who knew about this.

That sliced painting laid flatly on the floor. The skeleton’s soldier’s cold sword was not far away. Sophie’s pupils dilated slightly. The Madara troops most likely intended to attack straight after the scouts retreated as they did not even pack the place up.

But this certainly conformed to Sophie’s memory about the War of the Black Rose.

“Hmm?”

Sophie raised his eyebrow a little. His gaze laid about the sliced painting. He did not see wrongly, there was a hidden layer on the painting frame’s surface.

This future merchant girl’s biggest interest was to dig things from this pile of old stuff. Even though they had no money to speak off, she always managed to buy cheap and rare things that she loved.

He held Romain’s hand and shook his head: “Let’s go into the room and search, it’s too dangerous here.”

“I’m not afraid of these bones,” She glanced up at him as she finally found a first aid box: “Do you know how to tie it? I don’t know how to do it.”

Sophie opened the box and retrieved bandages and hemostatic cotton, and paused for a while in confusion. He originally planned to find these emergency supplies, but his consciousness still treated this world like a game. Once he applied the bandages in the game, it would automatically stopped the bleeding and replenish his blood, but he suddenly realized doing it in the real world was a professional skill. He could not possibly randomly go round his injury a few times right?

“Brendel, do you want me to try?” Miss Romain looked like she’s about to lunge at him.

“Nope.” Sophie quickly rejected her. Even if he had nine lives, he should not waste it like that.

He suddenly felt that this last resort was not a bad one, if this was how the game did it then just do it like the game. If he died he would just blame the gods. He bit one end of the bandages and took off his shirt, then wrapped the bandages from the side across the injury round after round. He was at least a veteran at doing this inside the game, and so he could be considered as well trained, and he carefully avoided to tie too tightly.

But he promptly stopped.

He saw a light green number, +1, slowly floating from his injury.

At that moment it was like a bomb had suddenly blasted in his mind and rang in his ears. He could not remember what he should do next. But he immediately reacted to it, and shouted in his mind like he was Professor Xavier: “Stats! Stats! Oh my gosh, just come out right now!”

He waited with a heart filled with expectations and dread, and after a second, a series of data appeared and floated on his arms, legs, joints, torso and his heart.

Strength 1.0, Agility 2.0 , Physique 0.9

Then another set of data appeared in his eyes like a ghost suddenly appearing:

Intelligence 1.1, Will 1.3, Perception 1.0

Overall power rating 1.0, Element (Sealed)

These set of data and lines of words, were like a waterfall gushing out, and poured forth into a translucent window panel:

Brendel, Human male, Level 1 (Strength type body: Physical, Close combat)

XP: 1 (Commoner level 1 —-, Civilian soldier level 1)

Health (Weakened): 60% (Bandaged status, 1 HP will be recovered every day)

Skills

Commoner [Basic knowledge (Level 1), Geography Knowledge (Level 0), Local knowledge (Level 1)]

Civilian Soldier [Military Swordsplay (Level 1), Grappling techniques (Level 1), Tactical Theory (Level 0), Military Organization (Level 0)]

Just as expected, just as expected!

Sophie wanted to say that the feelings of a normal person who just scored five million dollars would probably react the same way like he did.

Was this a dream?

No, he knew that a person within a dream would not be able to think so logically, and very few people would even think they were in such a dream.

Then was he still in the game?

No, the current year was the 2nd era of the 19th year.

The young man felt his mind was in a fine mess. All the strange thoughts sprang out in a rush and made him felt a little giddy. But Sophie shook his head and understood that it was reality.

Mother Marsha, do you really exist here?

Sophie could not help but prayed heavily in his heart to the the ultimate goddess. He stared blankly at the virtual data reflected on his retinas, and could not help but ask himself:

“Isn’t this your world, Sophie? What else did you want?”

Yes, as a veteran who had over 130 levels, what else could he ask for? Experience, he had them. Knowledge of the future, he also had them.

If these things did not allow them to control his own fate, then he really would have committed suicide by smashing his head against the wall. But truly, the feeling of a confident heart was so good, so very good.