My Right Hand Is Too Strong - Chapter 22

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My Right Hand Is Too Strong Episode 22

Episode 22. To Say “Why Me” Would Be

I agonized earnestly.

As a result, no matter how much I thought about it, making excuses here was the right course of action.

“Elpinire was a really kind and good elf.”

So I said, but.

“Hmm? That child wouldn’t be like that.”

“…?”

“Lies don’t work on me, so you don’t need to speak like that.”

Why on earth did I worry about this?

Finally relieved by the Clan Leader’s words, I let out a long sigh.

The Clan Leader chuckled with amusement at my appearance and lightly jumped down from the root, leaping in front of me.

“So… I heard you caught a mutant.”

“By coincidence.”

“You don’t look like you have that level of outstanding martial prowess. You’re stronger than you appear, I suppose?”

The Clan Leader looked at me while stroking his chin with his hand.

“Then next, you disappeared for a week from the day Elpinire reported. Where did you go?”

The Clan Leader asked while still stroking his chin.

Just, simply ordinary.

It was a voice that seemed nonchalant.

But.

“….”

At least to my ears, it felt anything but nonchalant.

I looked at the Clan Leader’s face right in front of me.

The corners of his mouth turned up as if amused.

But his eyes alone were hidden behind dark sunglasses and couldn’t be seen.

“I went… home.”

Since I had already told Elpinire that, there was no way to take it back.

Would he really believe it?

The Clan Leader stared at me intently at my answer, then nodded his head.

“I see. So you went home.”

“…?”

“That was truly an answer I couldn’t have imagined.”

I blinked and watched the Clan Leader turn his body.

“You believe me?”

“I have to believe you. To my ears that lies don’t work on, your words don’t sound false.”

“…!”

“And didn’t I say earlier? Lies don’t work on me.”

So that wasn’t just a roundabout way of speaking.

The Clan Leader gently lifted his sunglasses and said.

“What’s your name?”

“Han Mi-reo.”

“I see. I’m Elsesto, serving as the Clan Leader of this Elsid. Let’s get along well while you stay in the village.”

I nodded at Clan Leader Elsesto’s words.

“Now. So let’s have a drink.”

“…Pardon?”

Grab.

Elsesto suddenly grabbed my arm and pointed toward the World Tree’s roots with his thumb.

The root that Elsesto had burst out of after smashing it had regenerated as if it had never been destroyed.

“There’s elven traditional liquor inside there, you know? How about we down a refreshing drink while having a chat?”

“…Really?”

I looked at Elsesto, whose ears were perking up expectantly.

Alcohol.

I’d drunk it many times in my life, but I’d never gotten drunk even once.

Rather, I didn’t like it much because it was only bitter.

I smacked my lips lightly and nodded.

“Elumia! Could you prepare some snacks?”

“Yes, Clan Leader. I’ll prepare them, so please go ahead and start drinking.”

“Thank you.”

Elsesto smiled brightly and clenched his fist.

Then he suddenly turned his body and threw his fist with all his might toward the World Tree’s root in the distance.

And.

“–!”

Whiiing-!

Tinnitus ringing in my ears.

Amidst the clothes fluttering from the wind pressure, I stared blankly ahead.

“Crazy….”

Just once.

With a single ordinary punch without even wrapping it in mana, Elsesto had now.

Created a hole in the World Tree’s root at a distance of nearly a hundred meters or more.

“Come on, let’s go. Mi-reo.”

Grab.

Elsesto, who had made a hole in the root, very lightly tucked me under his arm and kicked off the ground.

Wind hitting my face head-on.

After wind pressure so strong I could barely open my eyes briefly passed by.

I found myself placed in a space with a cozy atmosphere somewhere.

“This place is….”

“It’s a house I made inside Mother. It has a completely different atmosphere from the previous generation’s house.”

Unlike his appearance that didn’t match the position of ‘Clan Leader’, his dwelling matched the position of Clan Leader very well.

A cozy wooden house atmosphere and furniture made of wood….

“Wood?”

I blinked and looked at the table placed beside me.

What’s this?

It’s really wood.

All the elven houses I’d seen on the way here were made of stone without exception.

So seeing wooden furniture was quite fascinating.

“That’s all made from Mother.”

“….”

Making furniture from Mother….

What a dynamic way to put it.

Elsesto threw off his outer garment and opened a shelf door, then took out an old-looking storage container from inside.

“It’s been 10 years since I opened this.”

Pop!

Having uncorked it, he shook the sloshing liquor bottle and approached me.

* * *

About 30 minutes later.

Setting down my empty glass, I stared intently at Elsesto, who had his head on the table and was snoring.

We definitely drank at the same pace, but he’d already collapsed.

“He seems to be weaker with alcohol than expected.”

Muttering quietly, I picked up the bottle and filled my glass with liquor.

Clear, transparent liquid trickling into the glass.

Bringing the glass to my lips, I glanced sideways.

[Compatibility Rate 2.0%]

It had reached a 2% compatibility rate at some point.

It wasn’t much, but the compatibility rate had suddenly jumped up as soon as I drank this alcohol.

Of course, it wasn’t rising anymore even if I drank more now, but it seemed to be a much more precious drink than I had thought.

‘Even at 2%, the Black Dragon’s power isn’t unlocked.’

Having hoped that something might be unlocked like ‘Smoke Mist’, I muttered while taking a sip of the drink.

“But this doesn’t taste like alcohol.”

With the drink in my mouth, I swirled it around.

I couldn’t feel any of alcohol’s characteristic harsh scent at all.

Instead, only the sweetness from fruits like peaches or apples filled my mouth.

Seeing how sweet it was, the alcohol content didn’t seem very high, but his liver must be in pretty bad shape.

“By now he should have passed out… Oh my.”

Boom!

Fragments scattering along with the exploding wall.

Startled, I stared frozen at the destroyed wall.

Beyond it, Elumia was looking with her eyes wide open in surprise.

“You’re not drunk?”

“Was I supposed to be drunk?”

“…Yes. Every time I bring snacks, I’m always late and he’s already drunk. So I just came without even bringing fire this time…”

As if her words about not bringing fire were true, Elumia wasn’t holding anything in her hands.

Scratching the back of my head, I shrugged my shoulders.

“I’m fine. I don’t particularly like alcohol anyway, so I can just stop drinking.”

“That’s a relief then.”

Elumia let out a sigh of relief and looked at the passed-out Elsesto with pitying eyes.

“To think the so-called Clan Leader of the elves would pass out before his guest.”

“Haha…”

“I’ll take care of the Clan Leader, so how about you continue touring the village? What we saw together was only a very small part.”

I had wanted to do that anyway.

On the way to the World Tree, I had spotted several places that looked interesting.

Nodding my head, I quickly walked toward the regenerating roots.

“…”

Come to think of it, they were smashing through them quite easily.

I lightly punched the regenerating root with my fist.

And.

“Ugh…”

I clutched my hand in pain as if my bones had broken.

This is seriously hard.

I thought it would be weak since they were smashing through so easily.

And they said these were dead roots too.

But why is this so hard?

It felt like I had punched a rock with full force for no reason.

I can’t put strength in my hand, this really feels like it’s broken…

[Despite nearly dying hundreds of times, you have endured with indomitable will.]

“…Huh?”

[Common Skill ‘Natural Healing’ is created.]

[Natural Healing.]

[Accelerates the healing speed according to the flow of time. Given enough time, even lethal amounts of poison can be purified.]

Is it mocking me right now?

I stared stupidly at the system message that appeared, blinking my eyes.

‘So…’

My hand really broke from punching the regenerating wall just now.

And the system accepted that as a moment of death?

So that’s how my first common skill was created.

“Ha.”

A hollow laugh automatically flowed from my mouth.

This damn system.

If it was going to do that, why didn’t it create one when I was fighting the Bloody Mantis variant?

Why create it only now, damn it.

I stared down at my reddened right hand.

Just moments ago it hurt enough to tingle.

Before I knew it, the pain had evaporated and all that remained was the reddened trace.

‘The skill effect is definitely reliable.’

I clenched and opened my right hand, which had even returned to its original color.

Having it is better than not having it.

It’s definitely a good thing, but my feelings are complicated.

Is it right to obtain it for such a trivial reason?

Clicking my tongue softly, I glanced back.

There, Elumia was looking at me with a bright smile.

“If you don’t have a suitable place to stay after finishing all your sightseeing, please return here. I’ll prepare a place for you to stay.”

“Yes. Then I’ll be going and coming back.”

“Have a pleasant time.”

With Elumia’s farewell, I jumped down from the roots.

What I realized in the process was.

“Kugh…”

These roots are quite high.

Without ‘Natural Healing’, my ankle would have given out and I wouldn’t have been able to take a single step.

Really.

* * *

“To pass out already. I suppose age cannot be ignored.”

“…I was pretending to pass out. I’m fine.”

Elsesto staggered as he got up.

Elumia looked at his flushed face with an expression that said ‘who would believe that?’

At Elumia’s expression, Elsesto cleared his throat and spoke.

“Elumia. Just now… did you see?”

“Yes. I saw.”

Elumia and Elsesto simultaneously looked at the bottle of alcohol on the table.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a human who didn’t get drunk after drinking that.”

The World Tree’s Fruit.

A very precious alcohol made by brewing it.

An alcohol that makes beings of insufficient caliber drunk with just one sip.

And therefore, an alcohol so strong that even among elves, only High Elves could manage to drink a few glasses.

“But the human endured it. That’s probably why he carries such an ominous aura.”

“…”

At Elsesto’s words, Elumia closed her mouth.

She too had been aware of it from their first meeting.

Hidden, yet not hidden.

The ominous aura that made her instincts cry out.

The other elves didn’t seem to notice, but she, who had lived long even among High Elves, had noticed it long ago.

She had been wary of humans from their first encounter, feeling as if her very existence might be annihilated if she made a wrong move.

“I suggested we drink to test him, but I ended up being tested instead.”

Chuckle chuckle chuckle.

Elsesto, who laughed while clearing his throat, sank deep into his chair and gestured lightly to Elumia, who was making a serious expression.

“Still, you don’t need to worry about the human. In my judgment, that human isn’t such a bad person.”

“…If those are the Clan Leader’s words, then I must follow them.”

“But I’m worried. If the other children face that aura head-on, something terrible might happen.”

“Would such a thing happen?”

“That’s true.”

Hahahaha!

Elsesto and Elumia burst into laughter simultaneously, without either taking the lead.

* * *

After my ankle had healed somewhat.

I began wandering around inside Elsid.

In the process, I realized that the places I had passed through were really just a small fraction.

That made sense, since inside the village there were colorful flower gardens and even a lively market.

Though it was just a village, who would have thought a market would exist here too.

Watching the elves buying and selling goods with money, I realized that they weren’t so different from humans after all.

Of course.

“Human. Eat this too!”

“But, I don’t have hands?”

“Then bite it with your mouth!”

When they share food like this just for walking through the market, I wonder why money is even necessary.

I declined the meat offered by an elf struggling to run a street stall and glanced around.

To the right and to the left.

Everything was full of brown-colored meat.

At first I accepted what they offered me, but since it was all meat, I was slowly reaching my limit.

‘If I stay here any longer, I’ll burst and die.’

This was beyond what even ‘Natural Healing’ could handle.

I quickly hid myself in a nearby alley.

Finally escaping from the food torture, I caught my breath and slumped down.

“My bag is full too.”

My bag was also packed full of things they had given me at the market.

It would take quite a while to eat all of this.

As I was pondering what to do, I turned my head toward a faint sound reaching my ears.

‘What’s that?’

It was different from the lively commotion coming from the market.

It was a desperate kind of commotion, as if someone was driven to desperation.

What could be at the end of the alley to make such sounds?

Driven by curiosity, I moved my steps toward the end of the alley.

And I discovered it.

“Huff… Huff…”

Sweat flowing down a sharp jawline.

Light green hair tied up above.

Elpinire standing in the middle of a wide open field, her entire body soaked as if she had been caught in rain.

“Elpinire. You’re still far from ready.”

“…I know that!”

And in front of such Elpinire stood a light green-haired man holding a wooden sword.

Elpinire gritted her teeth and wrapped a deep green aura around her fist as she charged toward the man.

The man swung down his wooden sword wrapped in light green aura toward the charging Elpinire.

The wooden sword met her fist.

At that moment, sharp thorns rapidly sprouted from the wooden sword.

“Kugh!”

Elpinire, hit by a thorn right in the center of her forehead, fell backward like that.

The man looked at such Elpinire and let out a long sigh.

“Elpinire. I understand you want to quickly realize your mother’s blessing, but you know that you can’t find it by doing this.”

“Shut up, El Spier. I need to awaken mother’s blessing as soon as possible to become a true Guardian…!”

At the voice of the man called El Spier, Elpinire gritted her teeth and got up.

And.

“Gasp! You, you are!”

Our eyes met.

As soon as our eyes met, she gritted her teeth and disappeared.

I quietly watched Elpinire’s retreating figure as she became a green dot in the distance.

“Ah. She left.”

Scratch scratch.

El Spier scratched the back of his head while holding his wooden sword.

He looked at me, grinned, and raised his sword.

“Then as a substitute, human. Could you be my opponent?”

“…Why should I?”

“Hmm… Then how about this?”

Swoosh.

The thorns that had sprouted disappeared from the wooden sword.

At the same time, the dull blade of the wooden sword became as sharp as a real blade.

Deep green aura coming straight toward me.

Within it, I focused my gaze not on El Spier, but elsewhere.

I had no choice.

[6th Floor]

[Gain recognition from El Spier, Guardian of the Mother]

The condition for the 6th Floor that had been marked as ‘????’ until now.

The moment I encountered that man, it was unlocked.

[Black Dragon]

Now I can’t refuse.

Letting out a long sigh, I immediately threw down my bag and transformed my right hand.

The moment I raised my head after finishing preparations for battle.

“…!”

El Spier, with greatly constricted pupils and bloodlust wrapped around his body.

Was glaring at me with fierce intensity.

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