Hanging junk

The Sahagin screeched and ran straight for me, pointing its spear.

I was gonna be skewered!

'NO,'

Yeah, dying a third time wasn't part of the plan.

"Curse! Curse! Curse! I curse you!"

Ball after ball formed and rammed straight into the incoming blue Sahagin.

It screamed and threw the spear-

Swish!

'Damn-'

Straight for the head- but- my head moved to my left so hard- I might have even torn something.

The spear missed though- barely scratching my cheeks.

'You're so dead!' "CURSE!!!"

My aim was all over the place, but as I focused heavily on attacking the Sahagin's head, the balls beamed onto it.

And with every ball, the poor thing coughed, struggled, and finally on the fifth shot, fell down on the ground.

Black miasma started pouring out of its eyes and nose, and mouth… the curse had perhaps poisoned it?

Coughing, barely breathing, it stared at me with those big black luscious eyes, to perhaps let it go?

After all, everything wanted to live.

And it was probably just doing this to eat me to and live… maybe it even had children or something.

"I'm so sorry," I said, gently moving my sword through its neck. "On second thought I'm not. Your kind literally kills half of my sheep every frigging year!" And a Sahagin chief was also said to be one of the worst enemies of women- abducting nearly a thousand women every year to breed their kind with ours, making more monsters!

And this thing literally tried to kill me!

Now that I thought about it though, I didn't have a kingdom let alone sheep.

Oh well-

[Exp gained: +450]

[Level up!]

[Level up!]

I felt vastly stronger and for a moment my muscles twitched- relaxing a second later as I too relaxed, falling to the ground on my behind.

There wasn't anything else near me.

No monsters, no wildlife.

The water gradually started drying up.

It was probably the magic of this damn thing that kept all that water there.

Good thing I hadn't drunk any- or I'd have fallen asleep, giving it the perfect chance to eat me.

[Confirmed! Quest complete!]

[Exp gained: 1000!]

[level up!]

[Level up!]

Lv-5

HP- 32/115

MP- 00/17

EXP- 130/750

The stuff in the left corner of my view had changed as well.

[Bonus rewards- two potions!]

Two blue bottles somehow dropped from the sky, straight to my hands.

They looked good and really precious- kind of like the royal elixirs…

[Form a magic pouch of the Sahagin's hide? Y/N]

'Yes?'

The skin disappeared from the monster and formed a small pouch.

"What am I going to do with this?"

It was a small pouch, maybe able to hold the two bottles?

I already had a bigger pouch than this-

I did put them in and the bottles disappeared.

"Woah!"

I put my hands in and well, the bottles were still there and no matter which way I tried to touch, the space just didn't end! 'This has a lot of space in it…'

My eyes lit up, or probably something like that since I couldn't see my face but I was definitely excited.

I pulled out my skinning knife and skinned the already skinned Sahagin for its carapace, fangs, and scales below the waist. This was a Sahagin chief, a rare monster.

Also, the meat was said to be delicious so-

And everything about it was rare. Given the fact that I'd lost almost everything on this damn war, and even my kingdom, all the money and stuff I had on myself, were kind of useless right now.

The armors on the battlefield were busted and selling them would basically be like advertising I was a survivor and getting needless attention.

So, I needed stuff like this to sell in another country, to first gain the money.

Hire mercenaries- gather allies- start a revolution!

Yeah, I needed a lot of shit to do.

And I needed a lot of money for that!

'But now that I confirmed the skills…'

I had to think about my plans for revenge as well.

The royal family was betrayed, betrayed by the royal family itself.

My father, the king gave me an army to intercept the Northern forces and protect our country.

My brothers couldn't accept that and ended up conspiring against the whole nation in collaboration with the northern forces along with some other neighboring countries. But that wasn't all, they had outside help from the demons as well as a man named Xerphantalous.

That bastard killed my father, and in yesterday's battle- killed me.

Half of my revenge included pummeling the shit out of him and my brothers. The other half included reclaiming the throne and actually- why not the whole world?

I was going to only live for a hundred days anyway.

I looked great, felt great, and had powers!

So why not!

'Actually,'

Might as make myself a harem as well.

I never got laid- and I had no plans on dying as the eternal virgin.

A paradise- I was going to make the world a paradise for myself- and a hell, for my enemies- until I myself descended into the gates of hell.

So- with a grin, I picked up the Sahagain chief's spear and started walking toward the border.

'Now, where do I find some proper pants?'

Because these bad boys just got torn and I didn't want to see my own junk hanging around on a battlefield filled with dead corpses and monsters…