Considering that she doesn’t have all her tools in this medieval world, it turned out pretty well. “So? How was it, Tatsuya Nagata-kun?” The person responsible for my meal asked me for my opinion. Respecting my mealtime, she kept to herself while I was eating, but now, her glittering eyes are demanding me to answer, pressuring me as the one who fed me. “Well, to be honest, it was pretty good. But I still need to ask something, Tsuji-san.” I was currently eating in a private dining hall, reserved for us heroes only. It was currently empty, as it was a bit past lunchtime, except for the people I was sitting at a table with. To my side, my ever-faithful best friend, Kyouya Ishigami. Sitting on the opposite side to me, was Aiko Hasebe, and next to her sat the girl that made me this meal, Tamae Tsuji. Also known as “Miss Rep.”, as she was our former female class representative. “The food from the church’s chefs was already pretty good, so why are you doing it?" I continued after Tsuji-san

Cold, desolated, and dark, are some of the few words that I would use to describe the place that I was currently going through. It has been quite some time now since I walked through the musty smelling passageways of a cave. An eerie silence followed me and Saori as we trekked through the trolls’ home. None of us talked as we continued walking on the stone-cold floor, feeling the chilly earth under us. While the cave’s corridors were large enough to accommodate our monster forms, we instead chose our human forms for this stealth mission. Our smaller frames were ideal to avoid attracting unneeded attention. No light nor fire guided us on this path as we couldn’t risk revealing our location in enemy territory. Anyways, thankfully, our [Night Vision] are both at a decent level, making walking through this pitch-black darkness, not a problem. What was problematic is the fact that this place is too fucking large! Taking caution is important in a foreign place, especially when ambushes and

The world we live in is called Peolynca. The meaning behind this name comes from the lingua franca of this world, the common tongue. It means "Our home". A long time ago, before the sentient beings of today were born, the world was filled and covered with a special energy that we call mana now. This power can be used by the many creatures of this world to perform magical phenomenon, that only the powerful and gifted were able to do. As civilizations started to be established, four races have emerged from the struggle of power: The Humans, the Elves, the Dwarves and the Beastmen confederation. All of them had different cultures and strengths but it was undeniable to them that only those that could use magic were blessed to become the strongest. However, life wasn’t fair for two races of this quartet. The Dwarves with their hardy body strengthened by all the mana in the air could only store and discharge mana through brute force. While they could easily contest with the fighters of the

[“So, I just need to put this on and then let my mana do all the work, right?”] I said. [“Yes, Princess Hestia. Simply say ‘Interface on’ and it will activate,”] said Tasianna. Saying “Alright.”, I then proceeded to put on this bracelet onto my left wrist like a watch, pouring mana after it was strapped on properly. This accessory is a simple, gray-colored metal bracelet with a beautiful, marine blue colored stone, or gemstone, lodged into the middle. A strap was also attached so the wearer may adjust it to their wrist’s size. Once my mana ceased leaving my body, meaning that the bracelet was fully recharged, I spoke the command “Interface on” to activate the gadget. A blue screen projected out of the bluestone. It looked very similar to a video game’s pause menu, showing multiple little icons that were interactable by touch. Pressing my finger on the screen, it felt like touching a liquid, but somehow it felt very familiar as if this screen was an extension of my body. This is a mana

As I, Saori Segawa, was taking a few ingredients from my storage, I heard a girlish scream from the direction of the lake. As if she was a rocket, Hestia bolted right pass me all while shrieking from the top of her lungs. In the fading sunlight, it didn’t take long for her silhouette to slowly melt into the depths of the forest, only her crimson hair was visible as it fluttered around in a panic. My arm was stretched out in the direction she ran and my voiced tried to utter, “Hey, where are you going?”, but I quickly closed my mouth, my attention shifted to my [Prediction]’s warning. From the shadow of the water geyser that Hestia caused, a long, slippery tongue shot out like a bullet. “Tch!” clicking my tongue, my eyes began tracking its every movement. Everything felt slower, as my senses went on overdrive to understand what is currently happening. My awareness of the surrounding was slowly being processed, quickly identifying the target of the attack and how long the tongue will ne