I looked at the mirror and saw that I was dressed to look like some internet trap. I know there isn't internet in this world but it still makes me feel like those YouTubers crossdress as girls for their watchers enjoyment, and revenue. Nope. I hate it. I took off the wig, and took off the clothes. I then changed back to my normal clothes and locked myself up in my room. Sick of this constant joke around me being a girl. Goddamn I hate this world.
Then I heard her crying, and my mom started coming up to my room, and started knocking wanting to force me out to play with my 14 year old cousin who acts like some child. Nope. I ain't going to wear some girl clothes bitch. "But son. I'll give you money for dressing up! Plus let her. She's the daughter of the duchy of Cambridge! Please. It's you're aunt we are talking about." Said mom in a demanding tone.
I sighed. "So how much?" I asked. I'm considering it. I have plans to enter the local contractors community. I'm done being treated like some dress up princess by my own family. I'm sick and tired of the demeaning jokes about me being a girl. Goddamn I hate this world. I wanna kill myself already. I'm done of this shitty place. "About 10 silver pieces. Please?? Plus you're cousin wants to play with you. She really likes you cross dressing." Im essentially selling my dignity for aspirations?
"I don't know her. Could you please tell me what the hell is going on?" I asked my mom. "Sweetie you're grandfather is dying." She said in a solemn tone. Frankly I feel a little sad but I was still mad for being forced into cross dressing. But the old man treated me like a normal guy. I liked the old man. He wasn't teasing me for my looks. "But still. I don't trust her just a bit. I don't even know her." I said with a hesitant look. "Please?" She said in a cute tone. "Fine."
"Could you tell me why did I only meet her today?" I asked mom. "Well.. She studied in a prestigious all girls magic university. She just graduated a few months ago." I nodded. So the school she graduated is just like my old university but instead of science it's magic and a lot more shorter time of learning than my world's normal school system. Hmm.... I wonder if there is a version of carton de wiart here? After all it's this world's version of the 1920's. But the difference is that this world was more advanced in this version of the 1920's than in my world 1920's. This world has some 1930's tech, and some 1960's tech like helicopters but it is in its infancy. War, survival, and religion is one hell of a motivator for ingenious stuff huh?
But anyways. If there is a chance that he isn't dead I'm gonna try to be friends or even recruit him in a team because a fearless man like him would be great in a team. In my timeline he was an half Irish, and half Belgian in cork county Ireland. If I remember correctly the only reason why there is so small colonies in Africa is because of the dangerous fauna living there. The boer war didn't happen here because it was more expensive to have colonies than having vassals. Even with magic they couldn't colonize Africa, and some parts of south America. The Caucasians aka as the northern empire aka imperial Russia is only from Poland to the Caucasian mountain and the Caucasians to Finland because any one who expanded from there to siberia was either killed or forced to survive in rough conditions that's essentially suicide.
But the silk road was still a thing but was used in trade and defense against the hoard of flesh monsters, and monsters with unique traits like enhanced chitin, and so many more. There is a special subspecies of giant mantis creatures that are sentient. We call them the mantid but there is a giant mantis subspecies who aren't sentient. The mantids rule the western area from Saudi Arabia to Pakistan and Pakistan to Uzbekistan. The indians on the other hand was ruled by warlords they are the only people in locke in constant struggle between warlords to this day. There was even a subspecies of giant polar bears that eat humans because we tasted good to them, and wolves that has thick pelts, thick hides, and large bodies. The mantids are still a part of the coalition (This world's version of the league of nations or the UN).
The only thing similar that this world has with my old one was the thirty years war, the thirteen colonies revolution, and the hundred years war. Unlike the US declaration of independence revolution they were a monarchy ruled by the washington's family unlike the democracy we had in my timeline and the manifest destiny thing failed (It failed because of the natives making a powerful confederation of tribes with the head chief acting as king, and the whole we live in a world filled with monsters that's worse than my old studies most fearsome apex predators thing). And the thirty years war was caused by two differing religions, and greed called the way of the sword, and the other is called the magical order. Two ways to rule the world so similar at time.
Two ways to view the world to justify their crimes. Two ways to worship gods that's similar at times. War, and religion is one hell of a motivator. I had learned that from my professor that my parents hired.
There is also two other races if sentient beings living in this world the dwarves, and the ice elves. The elves live in Iceland while the dwarves live in Greenland. They are a part of the Denmark empire. They are overseas territories. So the danish basically make them their vassals to do craftsmanship making them one of the more heavily industrialized powers in this world.
I really wanna leave this place. Hmm... I wonder if I can recruit de wiart as a party member? Plus contractor parties are paid highly to eliminate monsters, or god forbid humans that pissed off some nobles.
After a little convincing my mom convinced me to cross dress. I goddamn hate it. "Wow. You're cute in this clothes cousin." Said the girl who I just learned about just a few minutes ago. "Err...." I then grunted and accepted. After this I'm gonna buy a shotgun, and buckshot slugs. I'm gonna sneak out of the house tonight and go register as a contractor. So I can finally buy myself my own ass home so I won't be bothered to cross dress.
Then she made me dress up as a Maid with a wig. I then looked myself in the face in the mirror and saw I looked like an anime trap. Goddamnit. I better get paid.
6 hours of cross dressing later.....
I sighed as I was forced to dress into a girl's uniform. Goddamnit. I can't take this humiliations. I then asked her "can we stop now? I'm tired?". "Fine." She harrumphed. She left the room and looked at me with a seductive smile and touched his lips. Nope! I'm not some dude that's down that bad to have incest with a cousin. Also is she a tomboy? Why does she want me to cross dress with a seductive smile like that with me her cousin that looks like girl? Fuck. All I'm thinking is intrusive thoughts.
I then ran to my room, and changed clothes. After that I asked mom if I can have my money now. She accepted, and I waited for night time, and after Dinner I went to my room, and left using my window as a doorway out of this god forsaken household. Finally I got money for contracting. I wore my trench coat, and wore a black mask. I looked like something from a game I used to play called tarkov remastered.
I miss music. I specially miss sabaton. Hmm... I wonder i could try, and enter musical contests using songs from sabaton....
I continued walking and saw the contractor's guild still open. I smiled, and entered the guild, and saw some people older, and younger than me. "Kid what do you want from here? We haven't seen you around these parts of the county." Asked the guild accountant. "I'm new here. My name is George Anderson." The accountant looked at me with shock. "Wait are you a son of the Anderson manor the baron family that owns 17 acres of land?" Asked the accounted with bewildered looks. I nodded. "Well, well, well. We got a pretentious noble with us!" The accountant laughed.
The people eating, and drinking laughed. Just because my family is nobles doesn't mean I can't fight. In my past life we used to learn about wilderness survival training because it was dangerous to be ambushed by the natural fauna, and flora of the world we were studying in. I even know how to grow stuff and finding what is and isn't edible. Heck I even know how to use a gun, and CQC because you can never be to cocky in battle.
The accountant smiled, and wanted to do an exam. "First we try marksmanship, second magic, and lastly the hand to hand fighting exam."
I smiled. "Can I use a shotgun? And do you have buck shot or even bird shot?" I asked. The accountant simply nodded, and went to the armory to give me my examination gun. He gave me 15 shells. I smiled. Then the examiner came and told me "You need to shoot the target the smaller if you hit the center you're exam score will increase by 4 points."
I then pumped the shotgun, and shot the first target hitting center mass. "How's that?" I then shot the other targets from different ranges, and sometimes either shooting near center or center. The more farther I shot the shittier my aim was but it wasn't half bad. I always hit near the center. But I hate the damn iron sight on this thing. I'd rather use a mosin iron sights than this stupid excuse of an iron sight.
The examiner was shocked at my marksmanship. Even with a shotgun I was a good shot. Imagine if this was a semi automatic gun with gun iron sights or even a kar 98. I scored 36 out of 40 in marksmanship. Then the magic test came. I sucked at magic. I can't even use magic.
I got a zero. Next the hand to hand. I smiled as I didn't pick up a sword. But used my hands. "Feeling cocky eh?" Said my examiner. As the fight began I grabbed for the hilt, pushed the blade away from my body, and tried to twist the examiners arm. I then elbowed it, and surprisingly he dropped the sword. I then aimed for the legs, and kicked it out balancing him. Then I grabbed his legs and started to bend it. He quit, and I won. I got perfect for hand to hand fighting. He probably got injuries from the stretching of muscle tissue that I caused. Yeah that's gonna be painful.
He limped away in agony calling for a healer, and gave his opinion to the accountant to make me what rank he thinks I should be in. Then I got my answer. "Son. You got to E rank. Welcome newbie to the world of contracting. Pick your quests on the board."
I then check the board. I picked the easiest hunting job, and went to hunt for 5 goblins at night for 20 silver coins. I then bought a trench gun, a grenade (Just in case), a large bag for the corpses, a few dozen shells, and a personal contractor ID. I got them all after thirty minutes paying 10 silver coins to pay for it.
I then left. The night was young, and it was a full moon. I left for the forest nearby reaching the entrance after an hour of walking. In the surroundings I saw figures moving in bushes. I shot at them, and killed something splattering blood all over the bush. I then put the corpse in the bag. I checked the other bushes and saw nothing. I continued walking along the trail, and noticed that more, and more bushes began moving. Then four goblins ambushed me. I didn't panicked, and either shot them or bludgeoned them to death by the butt of my gun.
Then I heard something in the nearby cave. Aww crap. It's just my luck isn't it? A goblin's nest. I sighed, and threw a grenade in there. I then ran away dragging the bag filled with 5 goblins corpses. I ain't dealing with a horde alone.
I hurried to the guild hall, and told them about the goblin nest nearby. I also told them I threw a grenade in. They should double check tomorrow is there is any left in the nest. I retrieved my pay, and gave the heavy bag filled with 5 goblins corpses.
I had enough, and went back home. I went through the window, and slept while wearing the trench coat with little smear of goblin blood.
To be continued.....