I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 47

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 047

 

The troll was a monster with an intense presence.

 

Even when I saw it in the game, it was so disgusting that I frowned. But the real thing was hideous beyond comparison to the illustration.

 

When I met its bloodshot yellow eyes, chills ran down my spine.

 

Thud. Thud.

 

With each step the troll took toward me, the ground shook slightly.

 

‘I need to run.’

 

There’s no way I have the power to face such a monster.

 

I needed to run. But my body froze under the troll’s intimidating presence, unable to move at all. I was lucky I didn’t collapse on the spot.

 

The troll raised its club high. With a sound of cutting through the air, the club approached me in slow motion.

 

“Graaaah.”

 

‘Am I going to die like this?’

 

My mind went blank.

 

Just as I was helplessly watching death approach before my eyes.

 

Something quickly passed between the troll’s legs. At the same time, red blood spurted from behind its heel.

 

“Graaaaargh!”

 

The troll let out a roar and staggered. When the monster dropped to one knee, something flew up behind its back.

 

It was Calliton.

 

‘He was alive.’

 

Relief washed over me.

 

He stepped on the troll’s back and flew up, driving his sword into the monster’s crown.

 

The troll’s unfocused eyes rolled back. When its massive body collapsed to the ground, the earth shook and dust spread.

 

Calliton, who had defeated the monster in an instant, pulled his sword from the troll’s head.

 

He wiped the blood from his blade and approached me.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

With no strength left in my legs, I collapsed to the ground.

 

Then I slowly looked around.

 

Beyond the troll’s corpse, I could see the broken carriage and wagon. And things I hadn’t noticed before came into view.

 

Something like red chunks of meat were tangled with the carriage fragments.

 

‘That’s where the horse and coachman were…’

 

The moment I realized what those chunks of meat were, nausea overwhelmed me.

 

“Urgh…!”

 

I began retching and vomiting up everything inside me.

 

By the time I had emptied my stomach completely, tears came along with a feeling of sorrow.

 

“Sniff…”

 

What am I doing here?

 

“I want to go home…”

 

Why do I have to go through this?

 

What wealth and glory am I supposed to enjoy here? I just want to go back home.

 

Trying to please the male protagonists, almost getting eaten by disgusting monsters several times, receiving death threats, getting locked up in prison.

 

What did I do so wrong that I have to suffer like this!

 

“Hueng…”

 

The sorrow I had been holding back came flooding out, and tears poured like a broken faucet.

 

“What is this? I want to go home… I want to go home!”

 

“…?”

 

Calliton blinked his eyes wide.

 

He looked clearly flustered, but I don’t care about my social dignity.

 

I’m sad, angry, and frustrated right now.

 

I want to find the damn game developer who made me like this and grab them by the collar right now.

 

But there was no way to relieve my frustration other than bursting into tears.

 

“Hueeeng… Send me home! Please send me home!”

 

As I cried while stomping my feet, Calliton tapped my shoulder.

 

“Don’t cry.”

 

Doesn’t he know that telling someone not to cry makes them cry more?

 

Hearing those words brought up even more sorrow, and I burst into even louder tears.

 

“Huaaang! I want to go home!”

 

“…”

 

Calliton, who had been quietly watching me, clicked his tongue.

 

But he didn’t say anything more. He just stood quietly beside me as I cried like a child.

 

How long did I cry?

 

After pouring out all the tears and sorrow I could, when I sniffled, Calliton, who had been standing silently, spoke.

 

“Are you done crying?”

 

Crying did seem to make me feel a little better.

 

I wiped my runny nose with my sleeve and nodded.

 

“…Yes.”

 

“Then get up. We have work to do.”

 

“…”

 

That, that bastard!

 

He can’t even offer comfort!

 

He must have sold his emotions and empathy to a secondhand store.

 

But it was also true that I couldn’t just sit there forever.

 

I pressed my hands against the ground and tried to stand up.

 

No, I tried to stand up.

 

My legs had no strength, so I staggered and sat back down. I tried to get up several times, but the result was the same.

 

As I kept trying to stand up and sitting back down, Calliton frowned.

 

“What are you doing? I told you to get up.”

 

“…I can’t get up.”

 

Calliton stared at me quietly, then let out a small sigh.

 

“You’re really something.”

 

“…”

 

I was already feeling sorry for myself, and hearing that made me angry.

 

Does he think I want to be like this?

 

What am I supposed to do when my legs won’t work!

 

My body started trembling with anger. The tears that had stopped also welled up again due to my frustration.

 

I’m not usually someone who cries a lot. But I’m so angry that tears are coming out regardless of my will.

 

Just wait and see. When Calliton needs comfort, I won’t empathize with him.

 

I won’t comfort him either. Absolutely not.

 

Just as I was shedding tears of anger while vowing revenge.

 

[Calliton Grailhart’s favorability has increased by 5.]

 

[Calliton Grailhart’s favorability: 15]

 

‘Huh?’

 

The unexpected favorability increase made my tears stop.

 

‘At what point did his favorability go up? I didn’t do anything except cry.’

 

Come to think of it, last time when I used my skill to survive, tears suddenly came out too.

 

Don’t tell me this guy’s type is crying women?

 

As I blinked and stared at the favorability window, Calliton extended his hand.

 

“Take it.”

 

What is this.

 

‘Don’t tell me he’s trying to help me up?’

 

Was Calliton the type of person who could do such caring things?

 

As I looked back and forth between Calliton and his hand, he continued speaking as if frustrated.

 

“What are you doing? Should I leave you behind?”

 

“Ah, no!”

 

Not wanting to be left alone with the troll’s corpse, I hurriedly grabbed Calliton’s hand.

 

I could feel warmth from our clasped hands.

 

‘His hands are warmer than I thought.’

 

Just as I thought this was unexpected, Calliton pulled on the hand he was holding. My body was easily lifted up.

 

“Can you walk?”

 

I took a step while leaning on Calliton with one arm.

 

With each step I took, my legs trembled like a newborn fawn.

 

Seeing this, Calliton clicked his tongue. Then he brushed the dirt off a nearby rock and sat me down on it.

 

“Lift up your skirt.”

 

When I obediently pulled up the hem of my robe as instructed, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

 

The man who always held his head high and arrogantly looked down on the world knelt on one knee before my eyes.

 

Calliton carefully examined my bare legs that were revealed beneath the robe’s hem.

 

“Other than some scraped skin, there don’t seem to be any internal injuries. Must be psychological effects.”

 

The gaze that had coldly pierced through opponents’ weaknesses was now carefully examining my wounds.

 

There was a strangely gentle current flowing in that gaze.

 

‘I feel strange.’

 

To think Calliton would feel caring. It was a sentiment I had never experienced since coming to this place.

 

I fidgeted with my hands and waited quietly.

 

After finishing his examination, Calliton carefully lowered my legs and covered them with the skirt hem.

 

Then he stood up and took out a small firework. When he shot the firework toward the sky, blue smoke rose up.

 

“The Imperial Knights will come this way in half a day.”

 

Calliton shifted his gaze toward the broken carriage.

 

“There won’t be anything worth salvaging. Monsters might come drawn by the smell of blood, so it would be best to take cover until the Imperial Knights arrive.”

 

He continued speaking while frowning with displeasure.

 

“The schedule will be delayed.”

 

At that moment, my gaze moved beyond Calliton’s shoulder. The fallen troll was motionless—

 

‘Huh?’

 

I think the troll just twitched.

 

‘Did I see wrong?’

 

Calliton had cut off its breathing, so there was no way it could move. Given his swordsmanship skills, there was no possibility he would accidentally leave an enemy alive.

 

But I felt uneasy about just letting it go.

 

I carefully spoke to Calliton.

 

“Um, I think the troll just moved.”

 

“What?”

 

When Calliton turned around.

 

“Grrrrr…”

 

I hadn’t seen wrong.

 

The troll began writhing and moving.

 

But it looked different from before.

 

The troll’s skin, which had been gray, had changed to a pale light purple with bluish veins protruding over it.

 

Calliton frowned.

 

“Strange. I definitely cut off its breathing.”

 

He gripped his sword again.

 

“Is it a variant?”

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