~ Chapter 6: The free and the drunk ~

I wasn't a nameless Dungeon Core anymore! Yay!

Unfortunately, it was a girl’s name, and my soul was that of a man… Sigh…

After Nanya left and made me promise not to say the Voice Command of that blasted spell again, I remained alone in my room and began to wonder about many things regarding my nature.

First of all, I came to realize that I was probably a unique Dungeon Core, but the status menu said Dungeon Lord. I forgot to ask Nanya if there was any difference between the two. Then again, never would I have imagined that my Godlike race had been extinct for thousands of years. Since I saw it there when I was asked to choose my race, I thought it was a standard thing, and everyone would jump in to grab it. I thought the world was filled with such dungeons, not the other way around.

Second of all, I had to ask myself why was the name of my species: Dungeon. At the very least, I wasn't called Bowling Alley or Restaurant. That would have been very awkward and weird. As such, I also wondered if I was supposed to act or behave in a similar manner as the dungeons in my games, meaning build complicated mazes, traps, bring in monsters and treasures only to ultimately fight against countless hordes of adventurers willing to destroy me.

While pondered about such things, I noticed several books laying around me, which have probably been stored on the shelves of the destroyed bookcase. Both curious and interested in them, I left my Crystal Body and approached them.

I wonder if they contain any useful information about this world... Hm? Should I? Well... Magic Energy isn't a problem if I look at my stats. I debated upon this for a few moments, and then decided to go for it.

In the silence of the destroyed room, I quietly absorbed all of those books. After I copied them with my magic and acquired the information written within them, I took them out that place inside of me and placed them in a pile next to the broken window. Taking a peek outside, I noticed a seemingly endless forest. It was beautiful and peaceful, but when I tried to go out, I couldn't.

I probably can't leave the room or a certain area around my Crystal Body? I pondered as I flew towards the door and attempted to push 'myself' through.

I failed.

“It's impossible, huh?” I said and then let out a sigh in defeat.

Going back to my research, I began to browse through the information I gained from those books.

Many of them contained various spells and information about this world, but unfortunately, none of them was a ‘Dummy's Guide to Another World's Common Sense’. At the very least, I learned how to read and write, a skill which I saw most useful since I was supposed to be a Magic Academy, which in itself sounded a bit weird.

What helped me become a literate person was the fact that I stumbled upon books with basic learning material aimed at children. While studying those, I also decided to give a name to that placed where I had the books stored.

I decided to call it: Inner Mind.

That name sounded best and most natural, although, I felt the urge to call it: The Great Beyond, Inner Palace, The Darkness, Dream Land, and stuff like that, but all of them seem to suit it.

Among all those books, there were a few on history lessons as well. That was how I came to learn that the world I was living in had three explored continents and a lot more unexplored ones. Surprisingly, all of them were island continents the size of Australia or larger. This planet was simply huge when compared to Earth, and nobody managed to make a trip around the world. The gravity force, however, seemed to be about the same. I tried it out by dropping random objects on the floor. If gravity was stronger here, I should have noticed a faster drop speed.

As for where exactly I was right now, I was on the second continent, Allasn. It was ruled by three powerful kingdoms: The Feyan Kingdom in the North, the Shoraya Kingdom in the South-East, and everything else belonged to The Great Paramanium Empire, which also spread to the first continent. My exact location was somewhere in the Shoraya Kingdom. The language was Shorayan as far as I could tell.

Surprisingly, I didn’t find a book regarding the creation of the world or one with the religions of this place. Maybe the one who gathered these books wasn't interested in such subjects. I could technically keep my former religion as an Orthodox Christian, but then again, I seemed to have been assigned to the God of Big Boobs for some reason.

Are these gods like Ares, Zeus, and the other ones which only exist in fiction? Or are they actual flesh and blood entities with incredible powers? I pondered, but it was more out of curiosity, since even back on Earth, I couldn't be seen as an overly devoted individual.

If I remembered the religious holidays and when they were was good enough for me.

There were a lot of books on traps and architecture. I dare say there were more of these than actual magic ones. The spells I learned didn’t inspire any need to actually waste my skill points on them, so for the moment, they decorated my skill window begging to be used. They were the sort of junk spells you often found in games. You got max stats in something, and you were left with extra points. As a result, you used them in skills you were 100% sure you wouldn’t ever use in an actual battle, but looked fun or flashy.

After I was done with the books, I got bored with them and began to test out my skills. I started by cleaning up the room. I simply absorbed everything and then using Construction skills, I rebuilt the broken window, walls, door, and furniture. Afterwards, I gathered all the debris and placed them in a free corner. For now, I didn’t know what to do with them or if they could be reused in something.

Does this world even has recycling? I asked myself while staring at the pile.

Not long after I finished cleaning up, someone entered my room, it was the bearded fellow from before. He blinked surprised when he saw the whole place restored to how it used to be, or at the very least, there wasn’t a carbonized desk behind me anymore.

“Oh, my!” Tuberculus was surprised

“I... Erm... cleaned up the place.” I said.

“I can see that. Thank you!” he rubbed his beard and looked around curiously.

I watched him as he walked past me and looked at the restored furniture and books I scanned already. He picked up the telekinezy book and blinked surprised.

“What is this book doing here?” he asked.

“It was on the ground... Was it not part of your collection?” I replied and looked at the other books in the room.

I didn’t find it that odd considering the other spells stored there.

“No, it isn’t. This is a useless book with a spell no one can use. Such a waste of Magic Energy and for what? To lift a cup?” he shrugged and let out a disappointed sigh.

“Why is it a waste of magic?” I asked curiously.

It didn’t seem like it was useless... and the cost was rather low? Or do they have only 100 points of Magic Energy or something? I pondered while looking at the book in his hands.

It was the very first spell I learned in this new world, but it didn’t seem like a useless one. Actually, I found it quite useful, and there were countless uses for it, excluding the perverted ones.

“Because it costs quite a lot to use, it’s hard to control, it has low defensive and attack capabilities, and no one ever bothered to master it.” he explained as he walked over to the desk and placed it on top.

“Oh? Is that so?” I replied.

I can use it with ease. There are tons of applications for a telekinesis ability. I do agree on the control part, but maybe I had help because of my species? Still, by no means do I see this as a useless skill. I told myself, but I decided to keep my opinion to myself.

“Anyway, the reason I dropped by here was to inform you that starting tomorrow, the Magic Academy Fellyore will be starting its first classes! Today, we had the opening ceremony and despite minor inconveniences, we pulled through! Therefore, I’m releasing you from the confinement of this room!” he declared and with that, he struck the floor two times with his staff, and I heard something shattering around me.

[Confinement Barrier Removed]

[Dungeon Territory Increased] <To add more territory, you can spend more magic points>

A new building has been added to current Dungeon: Dormitory]

[New lifeforms detected: 435 Students]

[New lifeforms detected: 12 Teachers]

I blinked surprised when I saw the new messages.

“Thanks?” I said a bit unsure of how to act.

“You’re welcome! Just don’t go around causing havoc, or we will destroy you.” he warned me with a stern look in his eyes.

In the silence of my Inner Mind, I felt a chill running down my spine. Tuberculus was serious. He was going to end my existence if I did something bad or didn’t accomplish my duty, although, I still had no idea what that 'duty' was supposed to be.

“Very well then, I would suggest you start doing some repairs on the main school building and the dormitory, especially the girl’s bathroom on the first floor. Some rascal decided to set off a Fireball spell in one of the stalls. It was a real mess, but luckily madam Nanya was there to take care of it before it got dangerous.” he told me, but I had the strange feeling that there wasn’t any rascal playing pranks in the girl’s bathroom unless he was a big green crystal who accidentally let off such a spell in the wrong location. Although, I wasn’t so sure how that happened, given the whole barrier restriction from earlier.

Speaking of which… I thought.

“Mister Tuberculus, may I ask what’s the difference between a Skill and a Spell?”

“Oh? That’s a rather odd question. Well, technically speaking every ability one has is fundamentally called a Skill, and it was like that for thousands of years, but recently, the term of Spell was adopted for any ability that requires Magic Energy but doesn’t require a Weapon. For example, Fireball. It is a Skill, but when talking with someone it’s better to say Fireball Spell to differentiate it from the Fireball Skill which is applied on a staff. In the category of Skill, you will also have the Sword Skills. Well, this is something we borrowed from the Third Continent. They differentiate Spells from Skills by the usage of the said ability.” the old man explained, and surprisingly, I understood.

I guess my abilities all have 'Skill' because that’s the basic naming for ALL abilities. Therefore, I must use Spell when talking about an ability that doesn’t use a weapon. Hm, I wonder if buffs are the same? This sounds complicated... I'm confused. I pondered as I stared out the window.

It was getting dark outside.

“I’ll be heading off now. I’m going to drop by tomorrow morning to instruct you on what to do while the classes are in session, but the basic idea would be to fix up whatever the students destroy.” Tuberculus said as he looked at me.

“Yes, sir.” I replied like Soldier in front of his Sargent.

“I’m not a sir, lad, but you can call me Principal Tuberculus starting tomorrow. Hm, it does have a pleasant ring to it, doesn’t it?” he laughed.

After picking up the Telekinezy Spell book, he walked out of the room and left me alone to my thoughts.

About 10 minutes later.

I guess I should start fixing things up. I do have an incredible amount of Magic Energy and… while I was thinking about this, the door to my room opened once more and out came a drunk half naked girl.

It was Nanya.

“Hic! You traitor!” she bluntly accused me.

“Pardon?” I asked confused.

“You... you... Hic! You let that geyser take my booksh!” she said with another hic and then walked up to me.

Geyser? No, maybe geezer? I pondered.

She sat down on the floor just a few steps away from me. Looking at her, starting from her neck down, I could see a bare shoulder, her cute collar bone, a bit of her chest, and the perky forms which shamelessly revealed the fact that her holy mountains weren’t protected by a bra. The white one piece nightdress she wore tried it’s best to hide her upper body, but her thighs revealed just enough to make a man stare intensely and let his imagination get to the better of him. I knew she was a 543 years-old woman in a young body, but still... that was one nice body.

Did I just gain a fetish for teenage girls? I asked myself.

I was bit scared if that was true. Worst-case scenario, I ended up as a loli lover or in a prison for Dungeon Cores. Was there even something like that?

“Heh? Why youz quiet?” she asked me as she pointed at the mirror image next to me.

“You’re drunk.” I squinted my eyes at her

“I’m not! I’m just a tiny little bitsy itsy dizzy... so stop moving!” she complained as she pointed at the real me this time, but the small finger felt unsure of which one was the real me.

“Really now? What’s 2+2?” I asked.

“I’m not drunk! It’s... er... 2 498 398.234*9! Hah! I’m right!” she said with a victorious grin as she puffed up her chest, letting those perky points show through the fabric.

“In what universe? It’s 4!” I retorted.

“Bah! No! I’m correctsy!”

“You are what?”

“Eh... you speak too much... erm, I’m gonna sleep now... I...” before she finished her words, she curled up in front of me in a tiny ball and fell asleep.

“You little...”

Letting out a long sigh, I decided to give up. The woman was not one you could speak with when drunk, besides, she was already asleep. Instead of waking her up, I decided to summon a small bed and using my telekinesis spell, I placed her carefully on top of it.

While I was lifting her up in the air, I saw something unexpected. A long, black tail with a red ribbon tied on the tip was waving through the air. I blinked surprised and changing my point of view, I noticed the tail coming out of Nanya’s back, or to be more exact, it was the continuation of her spine.

She has a tail? Well... she is quite old, but I never expected her to be... erm... non-human. I thought as I looked at it, but I was neither frightened nor disgusted by it. On the contrary, there was a weird thought that popped into my head Will I find cat girls and elves here?

I was getting excited.

After putting Nanya to bed, I covered her with a blanket and carefully tucked her in. The woman cuddled up with a satisfied smile on her lips. She looked rather cute like that. If I had lips, I would have kissed her.

Oh, no! Bad brain! Bad! I scorned myself.

When a woman is strong and may hold a karate belt, don’t attempt to jump on her while she’s asleep, you might end up with a punch to the face. Those words were spoken from true experience.

Hm, now that I look around. Where is this light coming from? I asked myself.

The room was illuminated, but there was no candle or lamp in sight.

What’s going on? Is it me? I asked myself and looked down.

Yup! It was me! My body was glowing with a pale, white light. It wasn’t green, which surprised me even more.

In order to hide the light, since I had no idea how it actually worked or where the turn-off switch was, I decided to summon a blanket large enough to cover me. I could let my sight out of my body, so there was no actual need for that light.

[Warning! 25 Assassins have entered your Dungeon Territory!]

That doesn’t sound too good... I thought as I looked at the message pop-up.