A Reincarnated Person With a Sub-Dimension - A Reincarnated Person With a Sub-Dimension chapter 28
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Episode 28
The moment I transferred to the sub-dimension.
The excruciating pain and all abnormal symptoms disappeared at once.
I even felt bewildered by the change in my senses that took place in an instant.
After a while, I realized that I had lived, and a sense of relief came over me.
‘Performance is certain.’
My body is strong enough to question whether I am human.
The poisonous sting of the wasp contained enough poison to destroy such a strong body at once.
Healing such a deadly poison in an instant was a truly amazing ability.
My heart swelled when I realized that with the snap of a finger, I could survive any injury or illness.
“This is not the time.”
I cleared my mind and walked to the spring water.
After drinking cool spring water, I sat down and closed my eyes.
Soon, I abandoned my thoughts and used the mana method.
In the sub-dimension, every second is a waste of time.
I checked the healing ability, so that was enough.
While I was concentrating on training like that, my stay time passed and I returned to reality.
“Ian, are you okay? Your face just suddenly turned pale.”
“Yes. I’m not sure if the healing potion is working. Thank you.”
Even after going to the Sub-Dimension, Talia didn’t notice anything strange.
The pocket watch can be revealed or hidden according to my will.
When I moved to the sub-dimension a while ago, of course I hid my pocket watch.
The problem was the swarm of light emitted by the injured body as it recovered, but there was no worry that it would be exposed to the outside as the area stung by the poison needle was inside the armor.
During my conversation with Thalia, the party came up to me and asked about my safety.
Others did not question my recovery from drinking the healing potion.
But Nick’s reaction was a little different.
“Your body is really strong. Looking at it, it looks like a minor healing potion. The more you know, the more amazing your body is.”
Nick’s words gave off a nuance that seemed to have been healed because my body was special, not a minor healing potion.
Then he looked at me with strange eyes.
I have given reasonable reasons to avoid unnecessary suspicion.
“What’s a little strange is, are monsters really that weak? They say it’s difficult to injure unless you’re a skilled warrior. Seeing that the dagger pierced his head, it seems like he’s in trouble. That’s why the poisonous needle seems to have weakened.”
The others nodded their heads in agreement with my words.
“I think Ian is right. Seeing that he died without being able to resist properly, it’s clear that he wasn’t normal.”
Thalia agreed with me.
“Everyone, look at this for a moment.”
Then Wilmot drew attention to the party.
In his hand was a white jewel.
“A magic stone came out of him. I can’t believe it, but it looks like the guy who just died is a high-level monster.”
At Wilmot’s words, the party threw out one word at a time with surprised or puzzled expressions.
“It’s ridiculous. If it’s a high-level monster, it’s a higher rank than an ogre, but it died so easily? Isn’t it just a unique magic stone with a similar color?”
“It’s said that high-end magic stones are worth at least five hundred gold coins. It’s been a while since the monsters flooded, so the price would have gone up. If you put them up for auction, you’ll get six hundred or seven hundred gold coins instead of five hundred.”
“It’s strange that a magic stone came out of a guy who caught one, but he was a high-level monster?”
“If it’s a really high-level monster, it’s understandable that magic stones came out.”
When a monster dies, its body turns to dust and disappears.
Instead, when dying, it leaves a magic stone with a probability. In the case of low-level monsters, one in 100, middle-level monsters in 10, and high-level monsters definitely left a magic stone.
“Without worrying, everyone try to inject mana.”
We took turns putting our hands on the magic stone.
After infusing mana into the magic stone, I acknowledged Wilmot’s words.
In the magic stone, I felt the dense mana of the advanced magic stone that I had encountered while undergoing the mercenary examination.
“Ha. At least 500 gold coins. I think I’ll be scared just holding it.”
Roy said as he removed his hand from the magic stone.
“Ian-san’s magic stone is for now. If Ian-san hadn’t put a knife through the monster’s head, he wouldn’t have been able to catch it. Besides, I almost got killed by the monster.”
At Talia’s suggestion, I decided to keep the manastone, which was the biggest achievement.
After that, we quickly collected troll by-products and headed to Erita.
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Maybe it’s because I got too big of a harvest?
Rather than being excited, the party acted calmly without speaking.
In terms of previous lives, it was similar to carrying a first-place lottery ticket, so I fully understood the attitude of the party.
After moving so ceaselessly, we prepared camp in the middle of the orc habitat.
“We’re going to stay here today. We need to hurry up and go hunting before the sun goes down. Nick, let’s go right away.”
“Yes. Brother.”
Wilmot went hunting with Nick.
‘Strange.’
Ever since he met the monster, Wilmot has changed somewhere.
Of course, it was a subtle change that the average person would not be able to detect.
But what would happen if the human senses were 10 times more sensitive?
The breathing of the other person, the change in facial expression, and sometimes even the sound of the heart.
I was able to detect subtle changes that normal people can’t feel.
‘Did everything go out by today?’
Wilmot went hunting with the others in turn, except for Talia and I.
It was because I was able to make a lot of money thanks to me, so I meant to stop doing chores and rest in peace.
Besides, I also had a magic stone.
Everyone who had gone hunting with Wilmot showed some awkwardness.
And Nick was the last one.
During the last trip, we built up a good relationship.
I hoped that the worst situation would not come.
***
About an hour had passed since we went hunting.
‘It’s a high-level magic stone.’
The moment I thought of the magic stone.
Disquieting thoughts raced through Wilmot’s mind.
A senior mercenary of the same rank earns about four or five gold coins a year.
In addition, if equipment repair costs and basic living expenses are subtracted, what is practically left is two or three gold coins.
‘Two spines of a troll in a high-level magic stone. If you add useful equipment, at least a hundred gold coins will go back.’
Wilmot conservatively calculated the by-products from the original trip and the cost of Talia’s kit.
“Nick.”
“Why, brother?”
“Magic stone. Don’t you think it’s too much of a waste to share it with Talia’s party?”
Nick frowned slightly at Wilmot’s question.
“Brother. What does that mean?”
“All the other kids have decided to join. I plan to deal with it today before we get any closer to Erita.”
“Are you trying to make fun of Ian and everyone else?”
Wilmot clenched his molars with mixed emotions.
“Yes. Because if you close your eyes once, you can earn a lot of money. With that money, you can put away your mercenary life and live comfortably in a big city.”
“Why are you like that, brother? You’re not that kind of person.”
said Wilmot, frowning.
“Am I saying that I want to live well by myself? It’s like a hundred gold coins! That’s a lot of money that will change your life!”
With the exception of a few, all human relationships are based on interests.
Until now, Wilmot had tried to live fairly and justly.
However, when a huge and unexpected profit was right in front of his eyes, such a mindset was scattered like grains of sand washed away by the waves.
“But brother. Even if you don’t go that far, you can still take fifty gold coins. If we had lived by eating others, we would have made more money a long time ago. But that wasn’t the case.”
“Nick, I understand how you feel. I never thought I would be like this either. But as I’m getting older, I feel like I won’t be able to live this life for long. So I’m going to finish this job and retire.”
“Brother. Then I’ll give you half of my share. Don’t do that.”
At Nick’s words, Wilmot let out a long breath.
“I know you don’t care too much about money. That’s why I believe in you more. But half of your share is money you can earn with ten years of work. Maybe you’ll die before you get all that money.
I hope not only me but also you can retire together and live safely and comfortably. And I’ve already told the other kids, so I can’t bite them now.”
Nick looked at Wilmot without saying anything.
There was deep regret in his eyes.
“Okay. Brother, do whatever you want. Instead, I’ll leave.”
“Nick! It’s been 10 years since we’ve been together. I still remember vividly how you risked your life to save me. In fact, as long as I’m thinking of you, I can repeat myself as much as I like. going to be?”
“Yes, big brother. I’m sorry, but I can’t. Instead, I won’t bother you even if I can’t help you.”
Nick’s firm reply made Wilmot speechless.
After a long silence, Wilmot’s mouth opened.
“…Yes. If it were you, I thought it would be. If it is you, then there is nothing we can do. Then just stay quiet. Instead, I will take care of your share as much as possible.”
Anyway, what happens outside the borders has nothing to do with the laws of the kingdom.
It means that it is useless for Nick to go and report to anyone.
After the work was done, if I gave Nick a reasonable amount of money, Nick would not be able to joke around with his mouth, so there would be no personal grudge.
Wilmot and Nick hunted in silence.
Wilmot squeezed the juice from the mushrooms he picked on the hunt and mixed it into a bag of salt.
He then dumped some of the water in the leather canteen and filled it with a healing potion.
They caught some small wild animals and returned to the camp.
***
Dinner was cooked by Taric.
Taric skinned rabbits and wild mice, gutted them, and roasted them whole.
When the meat was cooked, he carefully sprinkled the salt he had received from Wilmot over the meat.
I was lost in thought as I watched as the dish was being prepared.
Wilmot and the others looked happy today.
“I want to go to Erita quickly. What are we going to do?
“I see. With the harvest I got this time, I think I can just play around for a few years.”
Roy and Peter spoke in a voice full of anticipation.
At first glance, he seemed happy, but I felt it was an exaggerated action to hide his inner feelings.
After a while, the cooking was completed and the party sat around the food.
“I’m sorry. I accidentally sprinkled a little too much salt on it.”
On top of the deliciously grilled meat, I could see grains of salt that did not dissolve even in the hot oil.
“Anyway, I have to admit that I can’t cook. If you want something salty, you can drink water. Let’s eat.”
At Wilmot’s words, the party started eating.
Again, the food was a bit overcooked.
Because of that, everyone in the party held the canteen in their hands and did not put it down throughout the meal.
After dinner, we all split up and took a break.
‘Was it like this? I’m a little sleepy.’
My body felt languid as if I had been to a sub-dimensional world.
I, who is always full of energy thanks to the spring water, feel drowsy.
I don’t know what they used, but they probably put some kind of sleeping pills in their food.
I raised my mana and activated my body to its best state.
As the detoxification capacity of two extremely healthy adult men was added, the drowsiness gradually went away.
‘If I find out how it was done, it would be nice to use it later when I want to get a good night’s sleep.’
I came up with a light idea that doesn’t fit the current situation.
Behind the scenes, there was an intention to erase the heavy events that would happen in the future from their heads.
It was frustrating and sad.
I shook my head slightly and looked around with a sleepy expression.
Talia’s party was already asleep.
On the other hand, Wilmot and the others were quietly staring at me as I was still awake.
A light of tension, excitement, and greed seemed to flicker across their faces along the swaying yellow bonfire.
“I’m so sleepy. I’m sorry, but I’m going to get some sleep. Please wake me up before I set my night shift.”
I slowly lay down on the floor.
After some time with your back to the ground.
“Let it go without pain.”
Wilmot’s voice echoed softly.