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I was a Nerfed Hero in Another World

Arthur Wyllt claims himself as a hero inside the popular game called “Magique”. It is a massively multiplayer online role-playing game that provides real money to skilled players. However, his popularity becomes a double-edged sword that makes people ridicule him wherever he goes. After going online in Magique, players from the adventurer’s guild hunt him down and plan on looting his valuables. But the event of a monster horde attacking the village stops those adventurers from killing Arthur. After killing the information broker from the guild, Arthur soughts for a quest. He needs to kill the villain inside the game. That enemy that Arthur must hunt for is an NPC (non-player character) who wields the Excalibur, or the legendary holy sword. He needs to find a way to complete the game and stop the villain before it is too late! Instead of saving the town like a hero, Arthur goes on a quest and leaves that village behind. However, that story doesn’t stop from there. Arthur reincarnates in that same world and becomes a puny knight without his overwhelming abilities! All he has is Clarent, the sword of peace, which is also level 1! Will he become the hero that the kingdom deserves, but not the one it needs? Book cover is mine. I'd love to thank my artist, but I still don't know his name. :(((

kuhaku_sora · Fantasy
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181 Chs

Kingdom of Caerleon (3)

The crowd gathered around us, watching every move we made. Every villager murmured to themselves and pointed their forefingers in our direction, judging the general and his ways. In a few seconds, those idle talks became fears carved on their eyes as they met the soldier's eyes.

It only told us that the general had the power to move the villagers. However, that was not all. Since the three of us were new adventurers inside the town, the general bid us his farewell and returned to his duties.

Since that man told us he was just inspecting the post, I expected we would meet again. Although the town had wide streets and various directions, that general knew every corner of this city. He could always track us down if he wanted to.

"Fenrir, shush. He's not worth our time. Once we finish collecting some meals, herbs, and other resources, the three of us will proceed to the demonic kingdom. How about that?" I asked, while attempting to pat Fenrir's hair.