《Villainess and Grimoire》Chapter 8 – Prologue Arc
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The following morning after a long sleep.
'My body is sore everywhere.'
'Was so tired yesterday that I didn't even check the status, let's have a look at it.'
Notice: 10 mana has been deducted.
Status:
Level: 1 | Experience 0/100
Fame: 0 | Disgrace: 120
Class: None
Race: Human | Name: Iris | 7 Years old
Health: 150/150 | Mana: 350/360
Status Points:1
Strength: 4 | Stamina: 16 | Agility: 1 | Dexterity: 2 | Intelligence: 3 | Wisdom: 36
Soul: 130
Titles: Reincarnated(F), Mana(E), Mana Exhaust(S), Health(F), Beginner Reader(S), Purchase(E), Wisdom(F), Reader Series(F), Body Training(F), Animal Slayer(E), Fish Caught(F), Conserved Fish(F), Plowing Fields(C), Fish Type(E), Seed Type(C), Watering Field(C).
Skill Points: 2
Skills: Status level 23(E), System Library 4(F).
'Disgrace went up a lot, if I were to guess it must've been from the worms and fishes.'
'A necessary sacrifice, after mother's constant support I've grown a bit more used to handling their deaths.'
'Honestly speaking I don't feel bad about it, in the end, without food we'd starve.'
'Like this, I'll be able to return the money they spent and if everything goes well, maybe make more?'
'My health has increased a lot, it's still barely half from my mana though, it seems farming and fishing didn't help to increase it.'
'I've gathered enough different status to compensate the 10 points I spent in wisdom, so it ended up being worthwhile as I received an extra status point from doing so.'
'My soul seems to have increased very slightly, not like it matters as it only influences something after I die.'
'The titles have been ranking up, some faster than others, it seems like I'll have to plow some more fields to max the title.'
'It doesn't snow during winter, and I've only heard about it from my parents, so having to plow more, possibly either to make more fields or after harvesting.'
'The river is big enough to never have to worry about water, the weather is pretty good during the year, so I should be able to have a decent crop all year long.'
'I feel like I'm starting to think like a farmer,' I smile.
'Well, it is a good thing, doing the things I want to do, and even having a lot of support for them.'
'I couldn't ask for better parents.'
'Just hope they didn't think my requests were too much or that I made them think I'm selfish.'
'Mother said I could learn skills from doing things, but I didn't learn any fisherman or farming skills.'
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'Swordsmanship skill which she referred sounds like something would be able to learn.'
'In that sense, skills unique to classes are not learnable without it...'
'Which is too bad as I'd love to have some free skills to make my two hobbies more fun.'
'I'm still too tired to move, think I'll let my body rest some more, system library.'
Notice: 10 mana has been deducted.
System Library:
World of Artana I, II
Fishing I, II
Baking I, II
Cooking I, II
Farming I, II
Lumberjack I, II
'A new thing? I think I'll save baking and cooking for later since I guess they're probably recipes.'
'Let's check lumberjack I.'
Notice: 50 mana has been deducted.
Lumberjack I
Author: Eric the Strong.
This is the year 170 after the system was established.
There are no book records before the system was created.
I'm a commoner who earned the title strong after reaching 200 strength.
Thanks to the fame I got even among nobles, I used part of the money I received from a sponsor to write a piece of my story.
I started as most peasants start; we spend our status and skill points.
I invested everything in strength and became a lumberjack one who cuts trees and turns them into logs.
I helped my wife with her fields in farming especially plowing which granted me more strength, I killed roaming monsters who approached our fields.
I learned ax art and ax mastery passive skills and used them almost every day of my life.
At some point, I was cutting small trees with one chop, and well, monsters in half.
Every time I'd level up I'd get 5 points which I'd spend 4 in strength and 1 in stamina.
By level 12 I reached 200 strength earning the title strong.
One day when I was out woodcutting my wife and son were assaulted by bandits and they died.
When I found out, I was overwhelmed by madness and rage.
I followed the footprints and blood trails I found towards the woods while carrying an ax in each hand.
After I found them I went crazy in rage and bloodlust.
When I was done I was surrounded by a bloodbath.
I discovered later I received a title called Rampage, and I was also able to change jobs to a class named berserker.
I had gathered enough disgrace from killing humans to do so.
Ever since that day, my fame skyrocketed among the peasants, and I dedicated the rest of my life killing bandits.
I was the first one to reach the berserker rank 4 class, but it seemed like there was another evolution to it.
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By the time I almost mastered the class I was too old to continue.
It seems that titles are conditions to learn hidden classes, and another condition is to have a lot of fame and disgrace.
I believe it might be possible to even become a hero other than being summoned by the almighty goddess Aria.
Or not, who knows, however, if the old man sage John said the system is fair and works on conditions then I believe the chance exists.
I've also done my share on the beast and monster-slaying the more variety that is killed the more titles one will get.
I hope the future generations will have a lot of strong classes and turn the tides in wars to come, it is a violent world.
System: The title intermediate reader has been received.
'Seems like this man knew the author of the world of Artana.'
'Like him, he also suggests getting strong due to the world being dangerous...'
'I'm very sorry for him and his family, if it happened to me, I'd most likely do what he did if not worse.'
'Even though compared to him I'm super weak.'
'Seems like it's wise to try to get this fame and disgrace as high as possible for good classes.'
'Perhaps classes that need conditions are not stronger or weaker than the normal ones, it sounds more like he needed a class that fitted him?'
'I'm not really sure, but I am curious about the next volume, so let's read more of this strongman guy, lumberjack II.'
Notice: 50 mana has been deducted.
Lumberjack II
Author: Eric the Strong.
This is the year 175 after the system was established.
Before I die, I've decided to write about a very scary encounter that I experienced.
The old man John has already passed away.
One of the most amazing human beings ever existing.
If it wasn't for the wise people like him that planned amazing strategies to outdo other races in wars...
We'd have perished by now even with the help of the heroes.
In a request to the deceased John, I went to explore the land between our kingdom in the north and the demon kingdom.
I found a lot of monsters... I killed a lot of monsters... I ran from a lot of monsters...
I did my best to survive and eventually, after traveling for a long time, I reached a place with red sand, instead of the typical ground made of earth with bits of grass here and there.
From my traveling, I figured it was a zone that covered the south path of the demon kingdom.
It was then that I discovered the reason why humans and demons don't fight much.
From all the opposing forces from the different races that we humans know exist, beast race, monster race, and demon race.
None of them matter compared to what I found.
In the middle of our kingdoms, a certain creature owns territory as large as the whole human territory.
Everything it owns is marked by this red sand.
A monster above all monsters, a red dragon.
To our current knowledge there's a chance that more creatures like this one exist through the world, and more races too.
Towards the center, I saw a gigantic turtle fighting the red dragon.
It was a fight between two colossal monsters.
Ultimately the dragon won I think?
After the dragon left an army of sandworms started digging below the gigantic turtle and it drowned under the red sand.
I don't know if it died devoured by the worms.
After my return to the kingdom I was diagnosed with mana disease it seems like those lands were very rich with mana.
My mana pool was too small and couldn't handle it.
There's no cure for it so sooner or later I'll meet my friend John.
'It certainly wasn't much about learning more things about his lumberjack class, especially since he changed it.'
'There are places that we humans can't walk into without suffering consequences?'
'Mana disease... I wonder if there's a cure for it now.'
'A red dragon is there a race of dragons or it belongs to the monster race?'
'What was that giant turtle he mentioned...'
'Are those things even possible to exist?'
'In my past life, I've read stories about what was written in them as fantasy creatures.'
'To think they're not fantasy but real instead.'
'Just how strong is a red dragon?'
'Is it even a unique monster or simply one of many?'
'Is the world truly so vast that we're just little fluffy worms living in it?'
'What if one of those big monsters would drop by in our Lumen kingdom?'
'Even with every human together are we strong enough to stop them?'
'It makes me wonder if the red sand comes from it being owned by a red dragon.'
'If the dragon leaves that territory or maybe dies of age, in case they die of age.'
'Will the territory around him change back allowing the demons to freely invade us?'
'I wonder if the king even thought about any of this.'
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