A Reincarnated Person With a Sub-Dimension

Episode 15

‘one two three four.’

I remembered the faces of those who looked down on me one by one and returned to the window.

I don’t know how good you are in evaluating me, but I decided to pay back the disdain I suffered now.

When I went to the window, the female employee had her head down and was concentrating on something.

Looking closely, he was carving letters on the copper plate with a pointed awl while alternately looking at the pass and the copper plate half the size of his palm.

The copper plate was probably a mercenary plaque.

After a while, a female employee who finished the work handed over the mercenary plaque and pass certificate.

“You were confirmed as safe during the introductory round, so we issued a bronze plaque. One silver coin is required for the reissuance, so be careful not to lose it.”

“All right.”

While answering, he put the mercenary plaque and pass certificate into his chest pocket.

“Are you done?”

“Yes. It’s over.”

“Thank you. By the way, I have a question. Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure. Feel free to ask.”

I knew roughly what mercenaries did and the rules, but I didn’t know the details.

Is there anyone better than the window clerk in solving my questions?

The staff readily agreed, so I will try to get as much information as possible.

“Ah. Then I’ll just check a few things first.”

It was time to ask the questions I had prepared.

“Oh oh.”

“Wow.”

I heard a muffled sound behind my back, followed by exclamations of exclamation.

Curiously, I looked behind me and saw two people standing in front of a stone pillar.

One of the two, dressed in armor, presumed to be a warrior, had his hand on the magic stone, but the crystal on top of the stone pillar was emitting a gray light, perhaps a skilled warrior.

Soon after, the warrior removed his hand from the magic stone and turned to the window.

At that moment, I could see why people were buzzing.

‘It was a woman.’

Fluffy hair on clear skin.

From a beautiful appearance to a haughty expression.

He seemed to be a noble with a high probability.

There is no law saying that a woman cannot become a samurai.

Every time a person crosses the Great Boundary, the gap between their bodies rapidly decreases, so from the advanced level, gender-based disadvantages almost disappear.

‘But he seems younger than me.’

At most, Musa seemed to be about the same age as me.

Perhaps the reason why people admired Musa was not because she was a woman, but because of her outstanding talent.

I looked at Musa without thinking.

It felt like our eyes met, but we didn’t bother looking away.

It wasn’t strange because there were so many people besides me watching her.

However, I didn’t think that the one eye contact would end because it was going to be a short time.

Moreover, Musa suddenly smiled and started walking towards me.

‘Come on? Aren’t you coming to me?’

While thinking about whether I should turn my head right now.

Musa came right up to my nose.

The face of the warrior who saw it up close was curious.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Roberta Derez Salazar.”

Roberta lightly bowed her head and said hello.

Nobles are bestowed with surnames along with titles.

Roberta’s name indicated that she was a titled aristocrat belonging to the Deres family.

If he had a manor, he would have added one more surname after Salazar.

‘He’s from a great family.’

Among the descendants of the demigod Deres, only nobles can use the surname Deres.

I bowed and greeted according to the manners commoners treat nobles.

“Hello, lady. I’m Ian Frost.”

Receiving my greeting, Roberta made a surprised expression.

She frowned for a moment, looked at my face carefully, and then nodded as if she knew something.

“Ah. You don’t want to expose your family? I didn’t come for a specific reason, I just came to say hello because I was glad to meet a noble at the Mercenary Office. So you don’t have to worry about your identity being revealed.”

Perhaps Roberta misunderstood me as an aristocrat, she added an additional comment.

I decided to clarify my identity before the misunderstanding grew further.

The moment I was about to open my mouth like that.

There was a louder murmur than when Roberta was judging.

I naturally looked behind Roberta.

“oh.”

When I found out why people were buzzing, I let out a small exclamation.

In front of the stone pillar, a man wearing a robe who was with Roberta was holding a magic stone.

This person was also skilled, but after seeing Roberta, he was not very impressed with the realm.

The reason I was surprised was because the identity of the person wearing the robe was a wizard.

As proof of this, a blazing fireball was burning in the wizard’s left hand.

The magician imprints the simbeop on the water sea located on the head.

If the Simbeop is imprinted in two places, Gihae and Suhae, the seniority efficiency drops sharply due to the collision of the Simbeop in the strong palace.

He shouldn’t have even dreamed of walking the path of a warrior and a wizard at the same time, unless he could raise the seniority efficiency to the limit with insane talent and enormous wealth.

‘There’s no way I’ll freeze to death anywhere.’

I couldn’t take my eyes off the fireball as I thought about it.

This was also the first time I had witnessed the manifestation of magic.

When I found out about the wizard’s existence.

I wanted to be a wizard rather than a warrior.

However, realizing that becoming a wizard was impossible with my talents, I quickly gave up.

Since warriors use mana confined to the body or objects in contact with the body, a small amount of mental power is consumed to manage mana.

On the other hand, magicians operate by releasing, granting, and storing mana to the outside, but as much as mana moved outside the body, enormous mental power was consumed.

However, as the mana sensitivity was high, the mental power required to manage mana was reduced, so geniuses with talent in mana did not find much difficulty in using magic.

However, the percentage of those who had the minimum talent to become wizards was less than 10% of mana users, so wizards were treated very preciously.

Most wizards belong to a magic tower linked to the kingdom, enjoy a safe life, and produce and produce potions and magic weapons.

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Working at the Mage Tower was recognized as an alternative service because it was for the sake of the country on the one hand.

In addition, it was extremely rare for a wizard to become a mercenary because the income was better than that of a mercenary who risked his life to earn money.

After the examination, the wizard extinguished the fireball and walked towards the window.

The wizard was a tall, handsome man.

If there is one flaw, it looks sharp because of the sharp chin.

‘Some people have a hard time eating and living, but they live an easy life.’

Just by looking at his arrogant facial expression and gait, he could tell that the wizard was a nobleman.

It was a blessed life with everything from looks to talent and background.

“Hey? Where are you looking during a conversation?”

I took my eyes off the wizard at Roberta’s cold voice.

The moment I saw Roberta’s expression, I felt sorry for her.

With a beautiful appearance, outstanding qualities, and a good family, Roberta must have been treated well wherever she went.

I had only looked at the wizard for a few seconds, but Roberta’s face hardened as if she thought she had ignored her even for that brief moment.

‘It was a good opportunity, but I made a mistake. But who would be exhausted without looking at that?’

If possible, I would like to form a good relationship with Roberta.

I want to become a demigod like Deres.

Not only me, but anyone who handles mana must have imagined this at least once.

In any case, Deres also became a half-god with a human body, so there was no law telling me not to do that.

To become a demigod, you must first become a seeker.

Seekers are those who train to become gods and are said to deal with ether, the higher energy of mana.

Other than that, all I knew about the seeker was the level of information passed down in folktales.

It is said that since the seeker does not directly appear in the world of ordinary people, there is no way to meet them unless they are connected.

However, if it was the Deres family that produced the god Deres, they would have information about the seeker and possibly a means of contacting the seeker.

I bowed down and apologized to Roberta for not missing the opportunity.

“Excuse me, lady. I was so surprised by the skills of the companions that I couldn’t take my eyes off them for a moment.”

Roberta’s expression gradually loosened as she put on a full-on performance as if she was really sorry.

“Okay. I accept your apology. Instead, can you tell me where your family is, since you made a mistake with me?”

“As I introduced myself, I am a commoner, so I have nothing to call my family.”

“Hmm. Not really aristocrats. Then you must be a wealthy city dweller living in a big city, right?”

“The place where I lived is an unnamed small village in the southernmost part of the Stoke estate.”

Our town is just a small town called a hill town.

If you had to give it a name, it would be Robinson Village, since Uncle Herbert came as the lord.

“You’re not really lying to me? I can’t be wrong. Then how can a commoner living in the countryside use such classy words and behave in such a formal way? That skin you can never have without taking care of it. How are you?”

Roberta said a little angrily, as if she thought I was lying.

‘Isn’t this a problem for no reason?’

The common people are the foundation that supports the kingdom.

No matter how noble you are, harming an innocent commoner is prohibited by law.

Of course, that was the case on the surface, but using numbers in an invisible place was a separate issue.

Nobles could do anything if they were wrong.

“I’m sorry to misunderstand you. When I was young, I learned the ancient language while being educated by the village priest. And my father’s close friend is Sir Herbert Robinson, who served as a marshal of the Black Panther Knights, and through him I learned basic etiquette.”

According to Richard’s older brother, Uncle Herbert made a name for himself in Erita by performing great feats on the battlefield.

I mentioned Uncle Herbert’s name to let you know that I have a bit of a background, though I don’t know how relevant it is.

“It’s really like that. Okay. I’m going to say that, so I’ll trust you. So, did you study martial arts from Sir Herbert?”

Roberta immediately dismissed me as if she had finally recognized me as a commoner.

Seeing Roberta mentioning Uncle Herbert, luckily the uncle’s name seemed to work.

“Yes, it is.”

Actually, I learned very little due to my lack of talent, but I was proud of myself because what I learned was what I learned.

“hmm…”

Roberta, who had initially approached me with a smile, seemed to lose interest the moment she realized I was a commoner.

Her expression was now cold to the point of being cold, but she gave off an atmosphere that she didn’t want to talk anymore.

The plan to make a relationship seemed completely over the water.

When there was an awkward silence.

“Robby, here’s your band of mercenaries. But who is this?”

The wizard came with a silver mercenary plaque and handed it to Roberta.

He stared at my face for a moment, then lifted the tip of his chin and glared at me arrogantly, as if something was wrong.

“Nothing to worry about. I thought I was an aristocrat and thought I was going to say hello, but I’m a commoner. I wasted my time for no reason. I feel dirty.”

At Roberta’s words, the wizard opened his mouth, unable to hold back his laughter.