《Another World With The Skyrim System!》Chapter 12
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“Why in the hell is there a hut in the middle of the woods?” I asked aloud.
“Well, m’lord… you wouldn’t expect to find the hut, so you wouldn’t go looking for it… making it a pretty good hiding spot” Farengar replied.
“Okay… let’s meet the neighbors” I said with a smile as I walked up to the door and knocked.
*BAM*
I-I was hit in the face by the door… and tackled!
“Grant! Y-you’re safe! Thank god!” It was Millie! And she’s on me! What! Why? How?.
“Millie… c-can you get off of me…” I said a little awkwardly as she moved off of me… her face beat red.
“Hahaha!” I heard the laughter of a man above me.
“Hello there, I’m Leon. I helped your little friend here… I’m glad to see you’re alright and so are your…” Leon looked at Alisha and pulled out a sword and shouted.
“Monster!” and he slashed at her!
But, Farengar got in the way and… punched the guy in the face, knocking him out.
“W-what was that!?” I asked.
“That’s Leon… he saved me… and he’s a bit of an idiot… with a spell that makes people tell the truth… Damn it! He didn’t take the spell off of me!” Millie shouted in anger.
“Spell? What spell? The truth spell?” I asked in a confused tone.
“Obviously! He said he took it off me… damn lying asshat!” she shouted as she walked over to his unconscious body and kicked him in the stomach.
“Uuf!” He woke up almost instantaneously.
“You lying asshat! Take the spell off of me!” Millie shouted at him in anger.
“O-okay! Don’t hit me again!” He said as he made several hand signs as he was slightly cowering in fear.
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“Good… let’s see if it worked. Grant, I absolutely hate your guts” Millie said.
“So… it didn’t work?” I asked.
“No, it worked. I don’t hate you… that much” Her face flushed in a shade of red.
“Okay then, who the fuck are you?” I asked Leon.
“Just your totally average guy with one hand… who can also control the spirits of the dead… and you’ve got quite a few angry spirits around you… they’re bad luck, you know” Leon said.
“So, basically… You control the dead, see spirits and… make people tell the truth? You’re practically useless in a fight, aren’t you?” I asked.
“...Yeah, but that’s not my fault! Richard here’s the one that took my hand!” Leon said as a spirit appeared out of nowhere and Leon punched it in the face.
“You asshole! I only did that because you fucking stole our k- Ow!” He got punched in the face again.
“Completely Richard’s fault, not at all mine! Now, piss off Richard!” Leon said as the spirit disappeared.
“So… he’s crazy, right?” I asked in a whisper to my companions.
“Yeah… he is, but… not the dangerous type of crazy… just the… weird one” Millie replied.
“Okay, good to know... “ I whispered back.
“So, can we come inside?” I asked Leon. As I gripped my sword tightly.
“Of course, but… there isn’t enough room for all of you to sleep, so one of you might have to sleep outside… maybe two” Leon said as he glared directly at Farengar and Alisha.
“Alisha, Farengar… stay outside to guard, I’ll help out with the tent later” I said to my companions as I took an incomplete tent out of my inventory.
“Of course, m’lord. We’ll make sure nothing harms you while you're in the hut… Whether the threat is from inside or outside the hut” Farengar glared at Leon.
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We walked inside to find… a surprisingly well-kept house.
“Yeah, the spirits help me out with the chores in this place, keeps it clean as a whistle… unless that whistle was dropped into a pile of shit, no saving it then! Haha!” Leon laughed at his own joke while we just watched in silence and horror… the joke was THAT bad.
“Fuck you! That was funny!” Leon said in anger.
“No… no, it wasn’t” I replied.
“Okay… maybe we have different senses of humor, yeah… that…” Leon said, trying to convince himself.
“So… about those trolls, do you know what caused them?” I asked.
“Well, it was obviously was Rekial the god of chaos! Duh!” Leon sighed.
“”Who?”” Millie and I asked at the same time.
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