2 World of swords and magic

Tough irregularly, I kept breathing.

It didn´t matter how much I looked in different directions, everything I could see was giant walls and pillars of marble surrounded by medieval-looking knights, women with tails and animal ears dressed as maids, men with weird clothes decorated with white pearls, crosiers, and shining gems on their body. They seemed like characters out of a video game.

-The fuck is going on?!

My head hurt, my instincts were yelling at me that something was wrong. I quickly started to inspect my body in search of any irregularities, if everything was in order, then I would still be 1.80m tall, bronze skin, and more or less good-looking, with my medium short brown hair.

Everything looks normal. I thought looking inside my clothes.

My body trained by the parkour and swimming kept its scars, I could still feel my glasses resting on my nose.

-Where are we?!

A blonde white-skinned girl placed on my right had yelled, she had a good trained slim figure, a beautiful face, and a side ponytail that helped the looks. Her shiny yellow eyes were hypnotic, though she was unusually tall, maybe even taller than me. She was wearing a blue jersey whit yellow sport shoes and a white hoodie.

-W-What´s going on?!

-Who are you?!

From the same direction, 2 boys shouted.

One of them had black hair and brown skin, his features looked western, and wasn´t ugly, he looked like a tranquil guy, his green eyes gave him an exotic touch to the mix. He was wearing a black kurta with white pants and black formal shoes.

How did I know the name of his clothes? That´s because I had an acquaintance in college who wore the same outfit.

The second was a very good-looking kid, a redhead of blue eyes that forced you to dive inside them, his body looked exercised and his skin yelled something like "I'm very healthy!". Without a doubt, he won the genetic lottery. A green shirt, brown pants, and black casual shoes covered his body.

-What is this place?

Finally, on my left, there was a girl with healthy sunbathed skin, black hair, she had curves where it was necessary, and a pair of voluptuous breasts that hooked the sight of any man, she had a fresh cute face, with bright hazel eyes. Her sleeveless shirt would make you think "They must be heavy", apart from the short pants and white flip flops.

-Heroes from another world!

Before the sudden voice, we all turned.

-I again, welcome you, dear heroes from another world. I am August Mosaic Lafonía, king, of the human kingdom of Lafonía.

Who self introduced as a king was a man between the 50s or 60s, a showy golden crown rested on his head. He was wearing the clothes of a king of the XV century, but more... Magical? Weird stones and gems were sparkling over his body, so it looked kind of strange from my point of view.

Okay, calm down cabrón, think thoroughly and act according to the situation, doesn´t matter how you get here, you´re already here, just survive and don't do pendejadas.

While the situation rolled, I pulled out another cigarette from my pocket and started to smoke to calm my nerves.

This caused people to look at me whit expressions of wonder and surprise, I guess they never expected one of the "heroes" to start smoking in front of them.

Ni modo, at least let me do this.

The king had long green hair that matched his eyes, his gaze was penetrating, and his voice was spherical and thick, if you looked at him with detail you´d notice that he was a man of physical work, he appeared pretty healthy for his age.

Beside him, there were 3 young ones, 1 man and 2 women.

The young man of well-built body wore a white armor with golden decorations, a roaring griffon was sculpted on the chest protector, watching his face I could tell he was handsome, white skin and long green hair that rested on his back, it was almost a match to the king's looks, he was kinda tall.

For a moment, our eyes crossed.

-Hmph, don´t be full of yourselves just for being called heroes, commoners.

-Brother, that is not the way you should refer to the heroes.

Who reprehend his brother was a gorgeous young lady of long hair and amethyst eyes, she looked close to my age but had an air of noblesse that made it difficult to start a conversation. Her lovely face was just comparable to her well-proportioned body, which was covered by a fine yellow dress. I couldn't see her toes, but I was sure she was wearing something fancy like platforms or something like that. Probably, she had my height, or a little shorter than me, when I threw my attention to her and our eyes met, she gave me a polite smile.

Okay, the brother is a total asshole and her sister doesn´t seem to be like that, however, this is not the time to trust according to appearance.

I returned the smile to the girl and made a slight reverence, this caused our spectators to present another expression of surprise, although, most of them had a small grin on their faces, it appeared that I did something right.

Good! Let´s keep the act of medieval man and get out of this.

-Ehem* Excuse me, dear heroes.

The beautiful girl cleared her throat before speaking.

-The person on my right is my big brother and heir to the throne, Michael Mosaic Lafonía, I am the first princess, Samanta Mosaic Lafonía, and the person to my left is my little sister and second princess, Ana Mosaic Lafonía.

-Nice to meet you, heroes, I hope we can count whit your assistance in the fight against the demons.

Following the signal of her sister, the second princess made a polite reverence piking up the sides of her green dress, the girl was pretty young, probably had 16, her hair, arranged in twin-tails, was of a bright yellow whose tips ended in the green, her body was like the tall blonde beauty, slim and cute, she was slightly shorter than her big sister.

Demons? Fight? Don´t tell me this is one of those situations where the heroes fight against super op demon lords and all those craps! Am I supposed to risk my life for these total strangers?! Hell no!!

-Umm, when you say heroes, you mean us? Asked the young man with black hair.

-That is right. Said the king.

-You were summoned by my daughter, the first princess, to help us defeat the demons. For now, we will give you a status card that will show your class and statistics, make sure to keep them safe, please.

Following the orders of the king, the men in what I thought were wizard clothes, approached us and offered a cristal card.

-Please, take it, heroes.

The mages said so at the same time, which creeped me out for a second, now it was obvious how much they prepared themselves for this day.

All the summoned ones looked at each other before taking the card.

This is the status card? Looks fragile, the size is the same as a poker card, also, I don´t know why, but I feel like if I grab this thing, something really bad is going to happen.

-Uhg.

Ignoring my bad mental omens, I took the card and looked at it for some seconds, suddenly, the card once blue turned black, and strange letters appeared out of nowhere from the black spaces.

The wizards left as soon as they delivered the cards.

Name: Roberto Diaz Medina

How is it possible that I can understand what's written?

The card had some personal information among other things.

-Now that everyone received their cards, please tell us your name, age, class, and titles, let's start whit you, the young one with red hair.

The king had a serious eye, like trying to see something deep within us, it was kind of creepy.

-Ah, right, I´m Brendan Walsh Byrne, 17 years old, according to the card, my class is "Hero" and my title is "Hero from another world blessed by the light".

OOOOHHHH!!*

-We have a hero!!

-He has the blessing that will defeat the demos!!

-It's the hope of the kingdom!!

-We can achieve victory with the hero!!

The entire room went crazy, Brendan, the new hero from another world, had been summoned successfully.

The knights and maids celebrated while the royal family showed smiles all over their faces, except the prince Michael, the expression of that man was like if he ate something bizarre.

Brendan tried to talk in a fluid and polite way while mentioning the contents of his card, his big and perfect smile provoked more than one sigh from the maids, plus his handsome face of course.

Brendam seemed used to drag the attention of the people.

I guess the pretty ones get used to that eh.

-Keep going. Ordered the king.

-H-Hey, don't you think the heroes are quite beautiful?

-Try to speak to one of them later and let the other one to me.

Lots of knights had that kind of conversation while looking at the heroes. They were certainly gorgeous. If we think like a person of the middle age, then lots of knights and wizards would be eager to find a partner to give birth to a strong legacy of superhumans to protect the kingdom, also, it was a free pass to ascend in the hierarchy, because, if they married a hero, the kingdom was basically obligated to support that family in every way possible to raise the next superweapon, or so I understood from the history classes.

-How about you, young lady? Said the king looking at the blonde girl.

-Yes, my name is Alexandra Kuznetzov Vasiliev, 18, my class is "Sacred knight" and my title is "Hero from another world beastmaster".

The girl whose name was Alexandra talked with a loud and consistent voice, it looked like a soldier talking to his superior.

-A sacred knight!!

-And a beastmaster!!

-The strongest knight class!!

-General, I am counting on you. Said the king looking at a giant man with red armor.

-I, Fardan Nebraska will take care of it, your highness. Responded the man.

-I leave it to you, now, it´s your turn, young one of brown skin.

-U-um, I-I am Akram Bakri Hasbún, 17 years o-old, m-my class is "High priest", m-my tittle i-is "Hero from another world f-friend of the e-earth"

The tan youngster stuttered so much whit his words that at the end of his introduction bit his tongue, little tears flowed down his cheeks while his hands covered his ashamed and embarrassed face.

Almost everyone looked at Akram with gentle eyes.

He knew how to bring out the protector instinct of the people with that personality.

-The high priest is the best healing class.

-He will be a great help against the demons.

-His blessing will allow him to create golems.

-The mountains will be like his own kingdom.

Lots of people dressed as a priest were looking and the kid with a red face, especially a woman that expelled air of "Big sister".

-Hehe...

-Hm? Something wrong Ana?. Asked Samanta.

-Ah, no, it´s nothing.

Meanwhile, Ana discreetly kept laughing.

Well, it looks like the princess likes you, congratulations morro, I hope the king doesn´t castrate you if you try something with her.

However, if I'm staying here for a while, perhaps it´s safer to "get along" whit one of the maids, though I doubt that their only work is cleaning, I could get myself killed by them.

Ah, speaking of maids.

While I was having my fantasies, I noticed that one of the maids was staring at me, she had the tail and ears of a cat, but the pattern of her hair and... Fur? Had the stripes of a tiger.

I made sure to throw away the embers of my cigarette inside a pocket of my backpack, I didn´t think that get dirty the place was a good idea.

Now that I looked at the other maids, some of them had normal human bodies and others had animal ears and tails, although whit those well-proportioned bodies and unusually attractive faces, I doubt that someone complained, they were surprisingly sensual in their weird way.

Their uniforms were highly variable, some were long and covered the entire body, others were short and easy to move, and others were VERY short if we were talking about the skirts or short pants, and why not? Everyone had an apron.

I guess they have a short under those huh... The long black tights are great tough.

I kept staring at the mini-skirt of one of the maids with the ears and tail of a panther.

When I finally looked up, the face of the maid was bright red from embarrassment.

Ow shit.

I quickly bowed before the maid in a perfect 90° Japanese style.

As result, the maid did the same and gave me a tiny smile.

Phew, it seems that I won't be socially dying yet.

I returned my attention to the cat maid, she was still staring daggers at me but her expression was notably more irritated.

We maintained awkward eye contact moments before the next hero introduced herself.

-I´m Jandiara Pereira Silva, but you can call me Silva, 17 years old, class "Supreme Magic caster", umm, my title is "Hero from another world master of mana"

OOOHHHH!!*

-The most powerful mage!

-The best of titles!

-She has infinite mana!

-Her spells will doom the demons!

Once again, the room regained its previous excitement, everyone was celebrating the good news.

Now, it was finally my turn.

-Now you, mister, tell us the content of your card.

-... Of course, your highness.

Until now, everyone had the title of "Hero from another world" and a class that sounded... Powerful? To be honest, I would never say that kind of thing if we were on earth, I´d die from embarrassment.

The king gave me a complex look, I guess smoking in front of him didn´t let him act like a complete adult.

That could be useful.

-I'm sure is something like farmer or peasant. Said, Michael laughing with disdain.

-Big brother! Yelled Samanta.

Before mentioning what was written on the card I quickly read it; My eyes wide opened when I finished, and cold sweat started pouring down my back.

-Okay, let´s see, Roberto Diaz Medina, 19 years old, class... "Essence recollection" title, "Visitant from another world", that's what it says.