
Is this real? I was shocked to see my own two hands. My hands were suddenly wearing protective and black gloves that protected both my hands up to the elbows. What was even more astonishing was the aura that was being released from my hands. The aura coming out made me think as if these two hands were not my own.
"How come? Is this really my hand?" I asked to see both my palms. My hands shook with my fear.
"Maybe it's the power of the holy grail." Kenji. He was always busy making tools and weapons if not, he must have read the files he collected.
"Where do you know that?" I ask for less trust.
"An ordinary woman cannot throw a 77 kg man like a pebble. If not from where else?" Kenji.
He's correct. I can even throw Kenji easily with this hand. But what does this have to do with the holy grail? Where can I get the power of the holy grail?
Silent for more than 20 minutes. For his speed and weapon-making skills, Kenji may be the fastest. He can even finish his revolver modifications and 2 of my FN Five Seven pistols in just 20 minutes.
"You know a lot about guns as it turns out." I said. I finally got a topic of conversation.
"I used to play FPS games before coming to this world. Since I have the Avenger job class and can't manage magic and use weapons properly, then I'm in control of it." Kenji. From his tone he seemed enthusiastic. Although I don't know what an FPS game is or something, it seems like it's some kind of entertainment in Kenji's home world.
"What do you mean to control it?" My toot. His last words intrigued me.
"If I can't use weapons made by others. So I made weapons that only I could use. One of them is this revolver." Kenji said he showed his rifle.
"I've modified it. I made the penetrating power sharper than the previous one without making the accuracy rate decrease. It's a little hard to adjust." Kenji said put my 2 guns in front of me.
Kenji turned to my trident, which I didn't realize my trident was getting fragile. Many sides of his eye blades had already eroded. Maybe due to the decay of blood exposed to the devil nation. Kenji dipped the eyes of my trident blade into a bucket of monster blood. I don't want to get my stomach out anymore. All your bread and my other food is already very thin. I turned my body too.
"Oh yes. How can you put up with that pungent smell like a mixture of trash and carcasses? And if it's not wrong you eat it?" I kept looking for topics so our conversation wouldn't stop.
"Until now I have not eaten normal food. Be it in the forest, the ruins of the city, and other places. There are no resources left to feed. I have no choice but to eat the flesh of the devil. My body was destroyed and torn apart just because of that one bite of demonic flesh." Kenji.
"Until you finally evolve, you become big, white-haired, red-eyed. But even though your body is destroyed you get paid well." Said the mouth.
"A fair pay?" Askaqua.
"Every demon nation that we eat, all their skills will become. Like Double Accel. That ability belonged to a Devil named the Curse Beast. It's rare to have a hero who has a job class: An Avenger like you." Obviously the mouth.
"Maybe. But I'm not interested in being a hero in this world. I just want to go home. Go home to my home world." Kenji.
Oh yes, Kenji is among the 30 legendary heroes who are summoned to this world.
"Then the woman...? Andyourfriends? Are you gonna leave him?" Ask the mouth.
"I never thought they were friends and I didn't care." Kenji. Eventually Trisulaku became nicer and easier to wear.
"Then what about Emiya?" Ask the mouth.
"Because I'm the rightful owner of the holy grail, I've obviously taken it everywhere. That's all." Answer Kenji. I can only think positively of Kenji. At least he still has a reason to take me.
We also spent the night near the carcass of a giant scorpion. I was forced to use my jacket to cover my nose because I couldn't stand the smell of the rotten carcass. Kenji was still busy reading his papers in front of the campfire. I'm so cold, even when the desert day is very hot but when the night is very cold. Kenji then came to me. I immediately pretended to be asleep.
"If you're cold, why don't you come near me." Kenji said embracing me with his fur robe. Immediately feel the warmth. Warm from his fur coat and from Kenji's body temperature. Kenji began to reread his papers. That's when I started to fall asleep.
The next day we started our journey. Soon we found a hill area. We approached the area. Kenji walked while carrying the map. Because he had time to read the map, area 69 should be around the hills there.
After driving around for about 2km, we finally found the entrance. Made of thick steel. But something's weird. There was a fresh corpse that seemed to have just died around the door. Kenji is getting worried. Kenji began to investigate the bodies one by one. From their clothes like his is not a soldier sent from Tandum.
" Their weapons include traditional weapons and are still classified as primitive." I said.
"It's not just that." Kenji slightly sniffed the smell of the knife that was held near the corpse. Kenji was surprised.
"It's made of the bones of the demon nation." Kenji.
"So...." Looks like Kenji and I thought the same thing. These corpses were humans living outside the walls of Wheat. Suddenly I felt the air of existence.
"O stranger man I don't know. What was your purpose in coming here?" Someone said.
As far as I know, only category 8 and above demons have the intelligence to speak. And we met in a place like this?! It's really unlucky.
The guy was behind us. About 10 meters away from us. Kenji pulled out his revolver.
Without further ado Kenji shot his revolver 3 times. All of his shots were avoided easily by the person. The man with pale blonde hair, yellow eyes, pale skin like a corpse, wore a light purple armor, and carried a spear. Somehow her existence reminded me of the girl I found in the river a few days ago.
"Yes slave? Are you among the 13 call slaves of the Faction 13 heroes?" Ask Kenji.
"true." Said the Man.
"Darken." Kenji.
The man and Kenji immediately attacked each other at full speed and launched an attack. The person's neck immediately spurted blood very rapidly then sprawled down to the ground.
"I was just surprised. Why can't a single person kill a weakling like him?" Kenji. Even if Kenji knew. This person had an extremely terrifying existence.
"It was the first time I was attacked so easily." The man rose from his place.
Suddenly the corpses around us rose on their own.Their skin turned pale white, their eyes reddened, and their fangs extended like a single.....
"Vampire, huh? devil category 3. As far as I know, there's only one person who has the nickname vampire king." Kenji.
"Vlad III, King of Romania. Who has the nickname Vlad the Elder or called Dracula. Enemy of Sultan Muhammad II the Conqueror of Constantinople who has the nickname Al-Fatih." Kenji.