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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

On The Road, Far From Home.

Arthur's Perspective

Short recap. After defeating the tyrant king and replacing him with the benevolent Green Knight, Arthur and his team resumed their journey towards the demon kingdom. However, before they could even travel towards that road, Fenrir sensed something. She claimed that there was a demon nearby, around a few miles away from the kingdom.

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"We are….. lost, Arthur," Fenrir exclaimed, while covering her mouth. "I cannot believe that we got lost…. even after…. I told you…. the directions…."

"Hey! I followed all of your instructions, Fenrir! Shut it!" I answered, while whipping the ropes.

As soon as the strings touched the horse, the animals blared out a neigh and increased their speed. Fenrir could not handle the pace as she vomited at the side, spewing green mucus from her mouth.

Making her puke was part of my plan, since Fenrir kept complaining about my sense of direction.