"Ah, why do I have such chills?"
Thanks to Andromalius, I arrived at Rusalem, the capital of the empire, without much effort. I thought he might be a surprisingly good guy, except that he only thinks of humans as proteins.
'… Well, if he had known that I wasn't an apostle of Asmodeus, my head would have been torn off a long time ago.'
Thinking about that made me feel bitter. Still, I thought it was a good thing because I got a lot of benefit in the end.
Thanks to him listening to all my requests, I took a lot of money and items from the church. The most useful one among them was this seal. The seal of the fallen count family Sieghardt that will guarantee my new identity.
[Sieghardt]
I thought it was a somewhat familiar name, and it was one of the families I created myself.
To be honest, it wasn't a setting that took a lot of effort.
It just felt like it was made in a hurry for future development.
In the past, it was roughly based on the idea that a noble family on the border fell and became involved with a cult that worshiped demon gods... .
It is said that the Sieghardt family was managed by the 72nd Order.
The first head of the family was a fanatic who worshiped Andromalius to the extreme.
I don't even remember the details of the first head of the family, but thanks to this, I was able to proudly act as a disguised successor to a fallen family.
Just when I was already at a loss as to what status I should enter the academy with, I ended up with a background that was rather inconspicuous.
'The heir to a fallen family in the countryside. Just looking at the setting, it seems like I'm the main character.'
In addition, I became an apostle of Andromalius.
This was also a huge harvest.
Although it was a temporary position, an 'apostle' had power equivalent to that of the leader of a religious denomination.
According to information I found while searching the warehouse, there are church members who disguised their identities within the academy.
If I use them well, it will not be very difficult to secretly increase my power.
"-there! Get out of the way!"
I was lost in thought in the middle of the road and fell into a deep state.
This happened because I did not use any auxiliary magic and had the same durability as a doll at an event.
'If I don't maintain physical strength on a regular basis, I will likely to die suddenly.'
Thanks to him, I realized one thing. The boy who hit me quickly got up from his seat and stretched out his hand.
"S-sorry! Are you okay?"
"Ah yes. It's okay."
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
"… Yes. Well, I'm okay."
The boy took something out of his pocket, put it in my hand, and quickly left.
"If you have any pain anywhere, please treat it with this! I'm really sorry! I have some urgent work to do, so I'll go first!"
When I checked my hands, I found a gold coin lying there.
He must have been quite wealthy if he could give a gold coin to cover the medical expenses of a passerby who bumped into him on the street.
Now that I think about it, I somehow felt familiar.
For a man, he has a slim body and a thin voice... .
Wait for a sec.
'No way… .'
I quickly looked back, but the boy was already long gone.
'Is it an illusion…?'
If my prediction was correct, it was clear that we would meet again in the not-too-distant future.
'Let's get some rest first.'
The academy entrance exam was tomorrow anyway.
Looking back, I haven't had a single moment of peace since being possessed by this world. I felt like I would collapse at any moment from the accumulated fatigue.
I dragged my battered body and headed to a nearby inn.
After finishing the payment, I headed to my room and threw myself on the bed.
Even though the blanket had a pleasant mildew smell and the bed was worn out, it was the best place to sleep at this moment.
'Certainly… .'
Without rejecting the sleepiness that came like a wave,
'Survive.'
I fell into a sweet sleep.
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-bang!
Oh my, mother! … I was surprised.
"Why don't you read it to mine? Why… . What is the problem? Title? Deployment? Material? Or everything?"
What, why is that bastard acting like that?
"… Read it mine. Please. I want to knit too. I can do it too... ."
A man who goes beyond furious and cries out in despair. When I looked closely, it was me. The moment I realized that, I recognized that I was dreaming.
'Ugh, let's at least shave off the beard... . There is no such thing as a beggar.'
When I realized that this was me from the past, I felt sad. It was a time when I was pessimistic about myself and looked at the world negatively due to my poor work performance.
"That's fun."
… What?
A woman's voice came from 'I' who was sitting at the desk. To my surprise, the beggar-looking man who had been there just now was nowhere to be found, and an intelligent-looking woman wearing glasses was sitting at the desk.
"It's a web novel… ."
A black skirt that clings to a white shirt. It was an outfit that clearly exposed the curves of her body. It was as if she had exactly recreated the ideal office girl I had imagined only in my imagination.
'After all, a dream is a dream…? Still, if it's a dream like this, it might not be that bad... .'
The woman's eyes turned to me. Even though it was a dream, the lust that gently bloomed in an intellectual atmosphere felt vivid.
"Is that what happened…? ."
The woman smiled.
"You're not Abel Croy, are you?"