Arc 1 – Ch.11: These aren’t mine officer
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Unnamed scarecrow  (Imbued with LESSER SOUL (4/10))
LVL: 4 (3 → 4)
EXP: 1/15
DUR: 1/10 (8 → 10)
MP: 0/1

I’m focusing on the bits of my status that changed yesterday.

(Somehow I feel like levelling up isn’t really all that beneficial to me…)
This world feels like it’s rigged against hardworking inanimate objects like me.

Whilst I’m busy griping about the difficulty setting, I begin to hear the sound of several horse-drawn carriages approaching in the distance.

(…)
I’m relieved whoever is approaching right now has chosen this time in particular to visit.

If they had arrived a couple of hours earlier they would’ve been greeted by the sight of a scarecrow spraying water in its own face.

I’ve been diligently training my water magic all night.

Unfortunately, it also began raining in the middle of the night.

Seeing rainfall for the first time in another world felt kind of calming.
Though it probably did make the sight of me watering myself sporadically throughout the night even more absurd.

(I really hope goddess Juliana listened when I screamed inside my heart for her to look away when I was using water magic…)

(Oh-)

The carriages have arrived. I wonder who’s visiting.

(Maybe Julia came back for me~)

I hear a stern commanding female voice belt out what sounds like instructions.

"Collect upp htuh quuviy ihoquj unx potions! i xen'h yuko iw htoch'ko defective!"

Mmm~ Something about collecting potions?
I think they’re here to loot the place?

(!)
Someone is strolling my way!

A grey-haired older lady with tanned skin appears in my field of view.
She’s wearing a green jacket vest with brown pants and looking at the garden with a stern face.

I can see inside her nose from this angle.
(What a novel experience.)

This is the first new thing I’ve seen in my field of view in a long time!

My focus naturally wanders down towards her chest~

H- her face- I mean! I’m looking at her face!

Information appears in my mind.

Olivia Prestos (♀)
AGE: 56
STATUS: GREEDY
LVL: 38
HP: 440/440
MP: 252/252
TITLES:
- MERCHANT
- SHOP OWNER
- NATURAL SWEET TALKER
- THE KEEN NEGOTIATOR
- MERCHANT GUILD LEADER

Oooh~ looks like she’s related to Alcazar! They have the same surname.
I wonder if she’s the legal owner now of what’s left here?

(Oh-)
I’m honestly surprised I haven’t learned my lesson yet, but…

When I dismissed the information in my head I suddenly realised Olivia has been looking down at me with a familiar expression of disgust on her face.

(How nostalgic~)
It’s similar to the expression a girl in my class had when I asked if she wanted to be my girlfriend!

“Elena!!”
Olivia shouted a name I think. This lady has some serious pipes on her.

A cute boyish-looking girl that somewhat looks like your typical bookworm character wearing a panicked expression on her face arrives.
She’s a brunette with twin braids in case you cared.

Elena and I gaze at each other.

I think Elena has an inquisitive expression, but I’m not looking at her face right now so I’m not sure.

Elena (♀)
AGE: 24
STATUS: EXCITED
LVL: 29
HP: 358/358
MP: 215/215
TITLES:
- THE OBSERVER
- MAGIC WRITER
- EX-DELVER
- APPRENTICE MERCHANT
- SHOP OWNER
- MAGIC ENGINEER

Hmmm. There’s nothing to look at. She’s as flat as it gets.

(O- Oh-)
Elena just picked me up. I’m startled by how tenderly she’s handling this old rickety scarecrow with no arms drenched in water.

Elena’s expression morphs from intrigue to horror and back, it’s quite a sight to behold. She’s shaking! This must be what it feels like for a baby when somebody is reluctantly forced to hold you and terrified of dropping you.

Are her eyes glowing? Why are her eyes glowing?

*slap*
“Wah!” (Elena)

(Ah.)

Olivia just gave Elena a firm slap to the back of the head. It looked like a well-trained comedy routine.

Olivia is trying to give Elena some sort of notepad and a pencil.

Elena very carefully places me back onto the ground and takes the notepad.

Her hand suddenly pauses. She seems to be looking at something behind Olivia on the ground?

I can see inside both Olivia and Elena’s nose now from this angle.
I’m not sure what I’m looking for.

(If Elena was wearing a skirt right now…)
Depraved thoughts enter my mind as I look up at Elena who’s wearing a frilly white blouse with brown pants similar to the ones Olivia is wearing.

(…)
An expression of pure shock appears on Elena’s face.
This girl is quite an amusing character. I hope she visits more often.

Olivia looks at Elena who runs off somewhere.

Elena swiftly returns with a dirt-covered potion in her hand.

(?)

Full potion
Recover all status ailments and 100% HP (Health Points).

(Ah.)

That’s mine, isn’t it? I somehow forgot about this thing.

“Ih'j u wapp potion Olivia!” (Elena)
Elena told Olivia what she found.
I feel like I’m really starting to get the hang of this language?

The stern expression that’s been on Olivia’s face this whole time finally breaks down in surprise.

I’m glad I got this potion. After staring at this blue sky for so long, this comedy routine is quite a welcome sight. Though I’d rather be looking at this standing up instead of lying down right now.
(Someone pick me up~ Elena~)

Elena seemingly somewhat reluctantly acknowledges my existence whilst she trades my full potion with Olivia for the notepad she was still holding.
Olivia is also shaking now and carefully holding the potion like a newborn baby.

Elena begins writing something on the notepad whilst occasionally looking at me.

(Uwaaah…)

They’re like 2 female police officers writing up a ticket for the criminal they’ve just caught for illegal potion possession.

I’m surrounded by dangerous herbs and plants that sound like they’re used for assassination, so this probably looks even worse.

(I’m sorry…)
I reflexively apologise.

(These aren’t mine… they’re old pervert Alcazar’s…)
I casually insulted Olivia’s relative.

(!)
I was so busy playing along with the silly routine that I almost didn’t notice.

Both the pencil Elena is writing with and her eyes are clearly glowing now!

Wood pencil
A wood tool used for writing.
Wood folder
2 small panes of wood held together by metal hinges.
It’s filled with blank paper.

Where is the glow coming from? Is Elena using mana to write? D- does everyone have to use mana to write in this world?

Elena hands over the notepad to Olivia, whilst they traded items again I managed to sneak a peek at the bottom portion of the paper that Elena wrote on.

(…)

"BLESSED BY JULIANA"

I'm in trouble, aren’t I?
She even got the colour right somehow with that dinky looking wooden pencil.

I’m going to assume this isn’t just how people in this word end their letters…

(Oh.)

Olivia’s face right now is quite a sight to behold as she reads the paper.

For some reason, Elena looks proud.

(Uwaaah…)
I’ve never seen this type of expression in real life before, but it looks like dollar signs are about to appear in Olivia’s eyes.

 

END OF ARC 1: PROLOGUE.

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Hey you! Thanks for reading!
Hopefully, it was somewhat coherent, this is my first time writing a web novel!

I originally started writing this novel on Google Docs exclusively for a friend and never meant to actually publish it on a website like this. That same friend mentioned I should put this online somewhere, so here it is!

Anyways, I'm about halfway done writing arc 2 at the moment, but I do have a full-time job, so, unfortunately, I won't be pooping chapters out every day or anything like that. On the brighter side though, I've got plans and story beats written down for content all the way up to a potential arc 5! So don't fret! There will be more of this in the future!

This was super fun to write, so I'll definitely be making some free time soon to finish arc 2! Hopefully, you'll stick around until then!

Cya and stay safe and healthy out there you wonderful folks! ?

 
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