I Fell into the Game with Instant Kill

Chapter 10.1: Super Regeneration (1)

Taking Asher as an escort was not as difficult as expected.

When I told Caren about it, as always, she just said that she knew and didn’t ask for any more details.

I didn’t know if this could be called personnel transfer, but anyway. Caren would take care of it with no problems.

After that, without delay, we prepared to leave for Enrock—the Seventh Lord’s territory.

There was a hidden piece I could get on the way there.

It was a rough terrain with many monsters, so I was worried about whether I should skip it, but now that Asher was my escort, I now had a solution.

Why did so many people gather?

I looked at the colorful four-wheeled carriage parked at the entrance of the castle.

It’s the one I would ride to Enrock.

Many people around it, including knights, were already on horseback and waiting. It was the manpower of the Overlord.

They asked me how should they prepare, so I told them to prepare however they wanted, and this was a procession that went beyond what I had imagined.

“Then, take care, Seventh Lord.”

Chief of staff Dayphon said goodbye.

The Overlord was away at the moment, so he came out to see me off instead.

Good timing.

I glanced at Asher, who was standing next to me.

I thought it was rather fortunate that Asher had been secretly concerned about being noticed by the Overlord.

If it was her, there would be nothing strange if she recognized Asher’s level at once.

In any case, it did not differ from stealing the castle’s talent.

Considering the Overlord’s personality, she probably wouldn’t care much, but still…

Anyway, even if she heard about it later, it’s best to just take Asher from here now.

“As for the coronation ceremony, if your change your mind, please let me know. If nothing special happens, then I’ll see you at the next Lords’ meeting.”

Coronation.

I had already expressed my intention not to hold an official coronation ceremony.

It was needlessly cumbersome, and I didn’t want to be caught in the middle of the Lords again.

I probably wouldn’t see the Overlord or the other Lords again until the next council meeting. I was even thinking of avoiding it. Although that would probably be impossible.

Until then, I have to raise my specs enough.

At the next meeting, there was a high probability that they would assign me a task that would be difficult to avoid.

The time was one year.

At least until then, I had to do my best to raise my specs as much as possible.

“We will set off.”

After getting on the carriage, the procession moved noisily.

It was the beginning of a serious struggle.

***

From the capital of Dragore to the capital of Enrock—it’s like moving from the center of one country to another.

Of course, it was a very long distance, so it would take a considerable amount of time to arrive while passing by many cities in the middle.

It would be convenient and nice to just teleport there just like what Dayphon did in the convoy ship, but teleport in this world was not a convenient magic that one could use anytime, anywhere.

Riding the wagon felt unfamiliar at first. But since humans were creatures of adaptation, I could adapt enough to the situation.

Since the roads were not paved, the ride was uncomfortable. But not to the extent that it was unbearable.

Other than that, the servants were prepared for meals and sleeping, so it was not too inconvenient.

I quickly got used to it and killed boredom in my limited space—reading books I brought with me or organizing and checking information on my notebook while idly looking at the scenery outside.

It would have been much less boring if I had someone to talk to, but unfortunately, there wasn’t one.

Although there were many people around me, they were almost the same as being non-existent.

Tup.

I closed the book I was reading and looked at the seat opposite.

Asher sat in an undisturbed posture with one hand close to the hilt of her sword.

Unlike me, who was doing this and that, Asher spent the whole day in the carriage doing nothing, in that same state.

I asked her, “Aren’t you bored?”

As if it was surprising that I asked such a question, Asher replied with a strange expression.

“It’s not boring.”

“I’ll lend you a book to read.”

“No need, milord.”

A resolute refusal as if saying she would be faithful to her escort mission.

And the conversation was over.

I sighed inwardly and looked outside the carriage again.

I’d rather look at the wall and talk.

I had the idea of having a conversation with Asher as we rode in the carriage together. As one could see, the result was something like this.

No matter what I asked, what came back was a simple response, so it was difficult to continue the conversation.

I was grateful that she was doing her duty diligently as an escort. But this was almost the same as having a stone statue riding with me.

I knew she had this personality, but as expected, building closeness and trust with her in the future would be difficult.

“…”

The flow of my thoughts suddenly led to one place.

About the hidden piece I needed to take care of before arriving at our destination.