Three days later

"God danm it why the fuck are they all spiders!!" Im currently running low on stamina, because of the hoard of medium spiders behind me.

"Shit!shit!shit!"

My heart was almost giving out on me, I hate running but I can't exactly take a break here. Sweat dripped down my face, my heart was feeling heavy, and repetitive heat flashes spread about my body.

But I saw Astrel in position, and force my self to shake it off. I got my bone knife from the item box and reached forward to where a rope was tied down. And slashed it. Causing many huge logs to fall directly on the hoard.

The squalling noise had died down, and I could see one of their legs twitch as blood spilled out.

The robotic voice was telling me the amount of exp we got. But one at a time, all are once that it felt like a windows pop up notification.

[Lee summers lv21>>>>>lv25]

[Astrel lv1>>>>9]

Thank god that counted to our experience points. I looked to Astrel and used status insight to see where he stood now.

Name: Astrel

Tiny spirit

Lv 9

9/15

-E rank

Hp: 43/43

Mp: 31/51

Stamina: 60/130

Strength: 34

Magic: 60

Defense:39

Agility: 51

Skill:

[Glow] lv 4

[Whisle] lv 3

[Flight] lv 1

[Grace of fea] lv--

[Earth magic (small)] Lv 2

[Minor heal] lv 1

[Word of the vine] lv 2

[Alert] lv 1

[Cheer] lv 1

Titles:

[Child of the geat tree] lv--

[Follower] lv 4

[[Contracter: Lee Summers]]

I collapsed to the ground clutching my chest heavily breathing. My legs had no feeling and my lungs felt like they were burning with each desperate breath I took.

Astrel floated to me while flapping his little pixie wings giving me a small amount of relief.

"Heh... Thanks, buddy..."

Astrel and I were walking down this path the other day and we noticed a lot of medium, and small spiders were blocking our path out of the forest.

Because of the sheer numbers of these monsters. I figured the safest thing was to create traps to thin out their numbers. However with being both the bait and the person to have to set it all up. You could imagine how little stamina I had left.

"Im going to lie down for a while, otherwise I can't get my stamina back. So I'll need you to stay on watch for a bit."

Pii

Astrel posed confidently and puffed up to seem intimidating.

"That's my boy," I smiled, still clutching my chest. Im going to be on my ass for a while so I'll take a look at my stats.

"Status"

Name: Lee Summers

Lv 25

Class: none

Hp: 404/410

Mp: 292/292

Stamina: 12/100

Strength: 1045

Magic: 279 (+24)> 303

Defense: 235 (+57)> 292

Agility: 445

Skill:

[Appraisal] lv 5

[Status insight] lv4

[Crafter] lv 4

[Carpenter] lv 3

[Synthesizer] lv 2

[Sloth curse] lv---

[Kick] lv 5

[Fear resistance] lv 2

[Hunger resistance] lv 2

[Nap] lv 2

[Poison resistance] lv 3

[ Grace of fea] lv--

[Neck breaker] lv1

Titles:

[Sin of sloth representative] lv--

[Brutalist] lv 4

[Vulgar] lv 5

[Survivor] lv 3

[Bare fist fighter] lv3

[Merciless] lv 3

[Novice traps maker] lv 2

Looking at my stats closer, it makes me feel like a tiny buffed child. Makes me wonder what my family would think, or that guy...

I hope they're doing okay... I hope I at least got a c for my classes. And I got a job, with my license so I can help mom and dad more... I wonder, if they knew what kind of situation I placed myself in, would they be sad?

No that's stupid. that doesn't even make sense, why would anyone be upset to get rid of a worthless shit stain like me. Im worthless, clumsy, lazy, and stupid and...

the lump in my throat grew as hot tears ran down my face. Fuck, stop crying, stop crying, stop crying!

I roughly wiping my face with my dirty ripped up jacket, as it left behind a light trail of mud.

I forced myself to stand, and scream. Even now im such a lazy shit, who does nothing but cry. I don't want that, because that's not going to help me. But I want to stop I want to give up so badly. Bit if I do that I can't...

Can't what? I have no real reason to keep going. I've already been discarded, and no one knows it. Besides I'm useless baggage that should just die here... No one will miss me...no one even knows im gone... Would it be better to-

'Thats stupid. '

Isn't that the truth? Im going to die here anyway so-

'You're not me.

You wanna know why.

Cause I'm a real stubborn bitch, whos to too much of a pussy to die!'

Wha-

'So shut up and move! Cause'-'

"IM GETTING OUT OF HERE!! AND IM GOING TO KICK EVERYONE'S ASS AND SURVIVE! SO DON'T FUCK WITH ME! YA HEAR ME FUCKERS!!" I screamed so loud that I felt some energy leave me, as my voice boomed. The wind whirled around me when I opened my eyes three figures were around me, till the wind got harsh. Pushed them back a good distance from me.

[Vulgar lv 5. Has evolved to Vulgaris Tounge lv 1]

[Skill: Cry of wind (Conditions met)]

[Cry of wind lv 1>>lv 2]

[Fear resistance lv 2>> lv3]

What the?

Three men were bashed against the large trees. One man was wrapped in a dark robe, with a silver lining.

"Status insight"

Name: Kole Reaver

Lv 22

Class: Mage

Hp: 320/412

Mp: 370/450

Stamina: 120/ 300

Status: cursed (medium)

Strength: 104

Magic: 340

Defense: 200 (-70)>130

Agility: 134 (-47)>87

Another was a short man with a similar colored scarf wrapped around his neck with an arrange of daggers hanging on his belt.

Vincent Thorne

Lv 36

Class: Rogue

Status: Cursed (medium)

Hp: 558/620

Mp: 298/320

Stamina: 250/ 300

Strength: 240

Magic: 300

Defense: 235 (-57)>178

Agility: 650 (-228)>422

And a real buff mother fucker. With leather looking armor with metal studs. And a cloth with a similar design to the other two wrapped around his waist.

Gordon Crestwood

Lv 39

Class: barbarian

Status: Cursed (medium)

Hp: 840/850

Mp: 320/348

Stamina: 250/ 300

Strength: 740 (+75)>815

Magic: 310

Defense: 760 (+75) (-266)>569

Agility: 340 (-119)> 221

Holy crap these guys are something. The first guy I could probably take down fairly easy. But the other two are higher level. Why didn't A-

Wait. Where's Astrel?!

Before I could search around, the rouge dashed up to me swinging his blade.

"Shit!" I screamed and a gush of wind blew him off, smashing him into the mage.

What was that?!

"Kole! Why is she not under your spell?!"

Spell?

"I don't know. She just broke out of it! She could be a mage with that wind spell she cast, and properly is resistant to mind spells too."

"W-who are you?" I spoke out. Im excited to see other people but, I can obviously see that their bad people. I kept glancing around for Astrel. "What did you do to Astrel!?"

"So she's not alone," the big one smirked. Looking down at my animal pelt, and he seemed amused.

"Piss off ass hat, I have to go find Astrel," I didn't even realize I called him an ass hat till his face scrunched up. Woah since when did I grow a pair?

"You little bitch," he jumped forward but stumbled a little as he tried to close the distance.

I got away pretty easy and focused on the magic-user. Strategy: get rid of support first, then focus on the bigger fish.

Since I skimmed his stats info, I didn't really look at his skills. But I would imagine he has some healing and buff magic, so he gotta go.

Most magic users in anime use their hands so~ Break his arms!

Zipping past the rouge and grabbing the mage's right forearm and broke it on my knee like a stick. And that crunching noise made me cringe and it worsened at this guys blood-curdling scream.

"GAAA! FUCKING BIT-" Before he could finish, I kicked him in the ribcage. Sending him flying back a bit.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to break your other arm," I said with a sad and disgusted face.

[Merciless lv3>> lv4]

That's not helping!!

"Like hell, I'll let you!" The rouge shouted at me as he ran at me.

"If you guys just stepped off!" I lowered my body and swept kicked him landing a strong kick at his left legs. Hearing an ungodly crunch and I felt my face twist at the sound. Shit, I didn't mean to shatter his leg!

He too fell to the ground shouting im agony. All manners of cursing as his leg bleed out.

Covering my mouth from throwing up "Crap I wished I didn't do that." My back tensed at the feeling of something behind me, as I felt something blunt hit my side forcing my body to fall over a good three feet from where I was standing. Clutching my side as I felt a good chunk of my energy leave me.

"Gordon what's taking so lon-! What the hell is this!" Another man who looked fancy held a leash in hand, it as a girl following after him. And a very Alfred looking butler guy but not as charming.

The big guy was now looking to the fancy guy. As McFancy looked to the two screaming men. I went too far, but they came at me first.

Something landed on my head, and a warm feeling spread on my body.

Pii

"Astrel! You're okay! What happened!?"

Pii piiii pii pi pii pi-

"Actually nevermind," I sighed remembering the language barrier.

"Gordon is that what a professional mercenary good for? Getting beaten by a little savage girl?"

"Hey, fuck you!" I spat. With that, the butler fainted, the girl collapsed still conscious, and McFancy was so pissed I saw his vain pop out.

"How dare you address me with such disrespect manner, you h-"

"Look McFancy, I don't give a shit. Wanna know why? Cause your radiating dousebag from here!" I shouted and the wind picked up. As both the barbarian and fancy guy looked like they were carrying lots of weight.

"Gordon kill her!"

"Understood!" He pulled out his club aiming at me, but his movement seemed slowed, even more so before. Did my new title: Vulgaris tongue, give me this ability?

"Don't waste your time with me when your men are dying." I pushed passed him to McFancy. Now that I got a closer look at the girl. She seemed battered, wearing rags, and her ears looking familiar.

She's an elf! No, she's a slave, an elf slave!? This asshole!! Before I noticed my kick connected with the fancy guy's manhood harder than I actually realized. I ripped the lease of his hand and looked to see my action.

Whoops...

At that moment I heard Astrel whistle a tune. Before anything could be said, a heard of medium spiders started to circle around the three guys. I looked at my tiny friend in shock to find out what whistle did now.

" well... Let's go!" I dashed off, dragging the elf with me.

" Hey is there a car or horse or something to get away from here?" I turned to the elf.

"U-um... There's... A horse wagon we took up ahead..b-b-"

"That'll work!" I nervously laughed. Feeling Astrel attaching himself tightly to my hair to not fall behind.

"R-right there," she pointed to a cart with a horse waiting patiently.

"You happen to know how to drive this?"

"N-no...I'm..I'm sorry."

Shit, I'm panicking. Im panicking! "Haha ah, just get in front with me and point the way you took so we can get the fuck out of here okay? Okay! Let's ride!" I pushed her up and then myself while laughing madly.

"Let's go!"