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An Otherworldly Scholar - 17

I tested the balance of the longsword. [Swordsmanship] told me the sword weighed a bit more than a kilogram and a half, and the balance was further from the hilt than I was used to. I wondered if it was a conscious design trait considering that, in this world, people had literal superpowers. Swords didn’t have to be nimble if the user had unnatural strength.

The fact that the hilt rattled was getting on my nerves, but again, modern machinery wasn’t a thing in this world. The protect...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 16

Excitement crept through my stomach. Never before have I been so thrilled to teach a class, but again, never before I had been into a world of swords and magic powers. Not many teachers back on Earth could boast about teaching a gnome and an elf. I was so caught in the excitement of the moment that I didn't realize when Elincia burst into the kitchen.

“I had to fight them so they would brush their teeth! And I quote, ‘I don’t want to stop tasting the soup’, so I blame you for th...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 15 [EXTENDED]

AN: Added an extra scene at the end :)

“You are in charge, Ilya.” I handed the wooden spoon to the gnome girl and followed Elincia out of the kitchen. She guided me through the long corridor with a view to the inner courtyard into the sleeping quarters. As I followed her, I was able to take a look at the orphanage’s small farm. The state of the plants was pitiful and I couldn’t see any yields.

Elincia guided me into her bedroom, leaving the door open. As I hesit...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 15

“You are in charge, Ilya.” I handed the wooden spoon to the gnome girl and followed Elincia out of the kitchen. She guided me through the long corridor with a view to the inner courtyard into the sleeping quarters. As I followed her, I was able to take a look at the orphanage’s small farm. The state of the plants was pitiful and I couldn’t see any yields.

Elincia guided me into her bedroom, leaving the door open. As I hesitated about leaving it open or not, she crosse...

Goal #1: Complete!

Hello everyone, Elra here. 

Okay, you already broke the $60/month mark and it was way way faster than I expected. So... congratulations! +1 chapters for everyone!

I already released the extra chapter for the Scribe and Scholar tiers. Sages will have to wait a couple hours (sorry about that) until I release Chapter 15 because it's pending my editor's approval. But don't worry, it will happen sometime today ;).

Lastly, I'm still devising the next goal for the Patreon. T...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 14

The manor’s kitchen was a large space that could easily accommodate a fifteen member team. From the walls hung all kinds of pans, pots, and other utensils I couldn’t quite recognize. There was a metal stove, a stone oven, a large counter, and a water barrel. In the corner of the room there was a firewood basket. Everything was worn down and somewhat battered, but the kitchen was well supplied all things considered.

“I’ll prepare the food, you distract the little ones.” Ilya to...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 13

Captain Kiln was right about her assessment of me, I was returning to the orphanage, to hell with consequences. I walked away from the Great Hall and into the market, cursing my pride. Captain Kiln was also right about my monetary situation; in terms of money, I was going to need a lot of money.

I nibbled my thumb’s nail, thinking about my next step. If Captain Kiln was telling the truth about the Marquis’ intentions to block aid for the kids, I needed to secure food before merchant...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 11

The Great Hall stood tall against the cloudy day, expelling white smoke from the multiple chimneys on its thatched roof. The outer walls made of a dark gray stone and the overall brutalistic style of the building, gave the Great Hall a certain ‘Big Bad Evil Guy’s lair’ vibe. Upon further inspection, I noticed traces of mana weaved in between the stone which made me wonder if the whole building had some sort of protecting enchantment in place. It made sense considering the whole town was...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 10

“I’d warn you, I'm not as much of a catch as you think I am. In practical terms, I have more kids than you can count on two hands.“ Elincia said with a mischievous smile.

It had been a mistake to ask Elincia if she had suitors lining at her door because she had been having a field day with me. I could tell she was enjoying it.

“A small army of kids and easily triggered, gotcha.” I replied.

The tight breeches and adjusted bodice combo was entrancing for a fantasy ne...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 9

On today’s episode of ‘Things I never thought would happen to me’, two human-snake hybrids with long snouts and colorful scales cried in my arms. Despite the unsettling texture of their scales, I instinctively hugged them in a vain attempt to comfort them. It took me half a minute to process what was happening.

Elincia worked at an orphanage.

[Awareness]: Of course she does.

I ignored the System prompt and focused on the kids crying against my chest. E...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 12

The audience hall was a long room with a high ceiling. From the ceiling hung metal chandeliers that held hundreds of small white shining stones that illuminated the room with a warm and gentle light. Sunlight cascaded from the tall, arched windows over a row of rose beds aligned through the side of the room. For a moment I forgot I was inside the Great Hall and I was transported to a summer garden.

The ornate wooden pillars guided my sight to the center of the room. An exquisite carpet ...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 8

The System was a scam, period.

I had leveled up five whole times after our fight against the Wendigo and I had not received any kind of reward. Sure, my mana pool had grown a little bit and my [Mana Exhaustion] had been slowly receding, but other than that I wasn’t getting stronger, faster or more agile. I didn’t even have a measly new skill to show for it.

“What a scam, I want a refund.” I muttered.

“I already told you, there was only a small chance for the Wendig...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 7

As the pack of Black Wolves swarmed the Wendigo, Elincia and I crawled behind the ferns trying to get away from the fight. Part of me knew I was being a burden to Elincia. With her night vision and elvish agility, she could probably break through the circle of Black Wolves.

The fight intensified, the chaotic barking of the wolves was deafening and the screeching cries of the Wendigo filled the valley as it clawed and crushed the lesser monsters in its wake.

Suddenly, a Black Wolf ...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 6

We settled our deal with a handshake and Elincia guided me across the valley just as the sun hid beneath the western mountains. Despite her early warnings, we cut through the forest instead of sticking to the mountain. Elincia shushed me and mentioned that the ravines were faster and safe enough given that she knew perfectly well where we were going. I didn’t push back because I thought she was in a hurry for her kid. We quickened our pace and reached deep into the path as the day died.

An Otherworldly Scholar - 5

“Ienus Rob, einus Elincia,” I said under the attentive glance of Elincia’s emerald eyes. I am Rob, you are Elincia.

Elincia nodded across the campfire and a smile of satisfaction tugged at her lips. Her features had a strange timeless look to them that made me doubt her age. Her skin was smooth and fair, yet, her smart eyes were wise beyond her apparent age. Ultimately, my lack of vocabulary and the memories of my mother’s chancla prevented me from asking.

An Otherworldly Scholar - 4

I followed the smoke trail into a humid ravine covered in moss. The steep stone walls were five or six paces apart, forming a narrow path that went down to the valley. Without a second thought, I slid down the slope, hoping to be fast enough to meet whomever was camping in the Farlands.

The canopy blocked the sun, darkening the ravine and casting shadows over the stone walls. I just hoped the shadows were enough to hide me because the ravine was the perfect ambush spot for any Black Wol...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 3

I was precariously perched on the Hermit’s Gold tree, trying to reach the upper fruits, when a high pitched screech echoed through the valley. My mind instantly flashed images of the bear-mutant creature that attacked me at the cabin and I jumped down, drawing my shotgun in a single movement.

The birds had stopped singing and the forest fell into a deadly silence. Something deep inside my brain, I didn’t know if it was my ancient instinct or a work of the System, told me I was in da...

An Otherworldly Scholar - 2

After deciding I wasn’t losing my mind, I sat on the floor between the mangled body of the bear-monster and the puddle of my vomit. A familiar character sheet floated in front of my eyes, it had my own name on it. Whatever was happening, I wasn’t sure I was ready to accept it.

Name: Robert Clarke, Human.

Class: Scholar Lv.1

Titles: Lonely Boy.

Passive: Lv.5 Swordsmanship, Mana Manipulation.

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An Otherworldly Scholar - 1

Hackberry Creek, Connecticut, was a remote town of less than a thousand inhabitants, lost among the Appalachians. If anything, it was a picturesque place and a sufficiently good enough hunting spot. Not the place I’d choose to visit in my free time, and yet, I was supposed to be there four hours ago. But again, I was the kind of fool who drove over 120 miles fantasizing about dragons and magic spells before realizing the navigation app on my smartphone was taking me in the wrong direction.<...