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THE DAILY LIFE OF A ROBOT MAGE

10th Circle Archmage Omega Mane Crown was killed in a war that spanned for ten thousand years against alien invaders. Now he is reborn and reincarnated but not into something you would expect...his soul got embedded in an android body. It is a new world that he/it will live in where magic and technology have flourished and his new vessel is the prototype of the fusion of both. Join Deth in his journey on his brand-new lease on life, will he become an outstanding machine, a "hero" or just a lazy bum? this is a spirity contest entry.

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49 Chs

THE HUNT BEGINS 6

"Aura Punch!"

"Aura Kick!!"

"Aura Chop!!!"

I was doing the Adventurer Guild quest to get a license to become an official Adventurer Guild hunter, I did play a lot of videogames before and fetch quests like these are the norm.

It would take me more ranks to elevate myself and get to hunt high leveled monsters, some Adventurers can hunt in open plains like these or visit those more treacherous places called....Dungeons.

Anyway, that is still far ahead in the future, my main goal is to reach Aura Level 5, martial artists are brutal with their bodies---that's why a lot of them die early, either from fighting one another, assassination or by monsters.

But the real killer is that they need to expend their Auras to the point of near death, through either fighting people or monsters....not just that but the regenerating part of Aura. The sudden rush of Aura their body produces uses up a lot of energy from their body...an untrained body will definitely die, but master of Aura will come prepared---hence those pills they pop when they "meditate", covered up as sometimes "enlightenment".

I broke down the science of their techniques to an easily understandable process...it was too bad that I was an Archmage and wasn't able to experiment such things, but the knowledge was there. I raised special disciples using my method...it didn't helped end the war on Gaion but....it proved that what I found was perfect.

The power at your fingertips...to someone born with a body without mana.

I gained loyal followers that day, I wonder...if any of them are still alive or are living, each day of their lives fighting against our common enemy.

*SIGH

The past is the past.

I have succeeded again in this life, a non-living body that can use Aura and Mana---well the mana part is just used to make my android body move and be able to do things ordinary humans couldn't do.

I wonder what those old fogies in the council would have thought about my excellence in researching about Aura use? The debate would definitely be....who will wield such power? How do we choose beneficiary of such skill?

Yadda yadda yadda....it could go on for hours and hours....and in the end nothing happens and no decisions will be made.

Politics is so ugly.

<Detected imminent threat at seven 'o clock>

"Haiyaaaaaa!!!!!! Waaaachaoooooo!!!!!!!!!!"

All that hard work of being invited in various Martial Artist Clans is finally paying off. As Omega Mane Crown, I was quite infamous among martial artists, they consider me as the one opponent they don't want to face.

Say all you want about all the cons about being a mage, but being able to attack from range is the best offense ever. Not only that because magic compensates the one weakness we wizards have....close combat.

We can erect barriers, counter-barriers that absorb and re-direct impact back to the enemy and summons....oh those bastards face was pretty priceless.

Although they hated the guts of mages, they need our help, as mages are the best alchemists that martial artists needed to produce their "Meditation Pills" or those "Aura Regen Pills".

Martial Artists are also stupid, in the sense that they can't produce decent magical weapons. Sure there are exceptions, but were talking about experts of "actual magic" here, you see martial artists are powerful but to get that power they have to shift their focus on other things---by taking up blacksmithing, it lessens their "cultivation time".

Its like a full cup, add more and there will be spillage.

Mages can multi-task like crazy and creating magical items or magic potions, strengthens our magic knowledge more...martial artists only gain bodily enlightenment, which they can already get from training, fighting or hunting.

"I've already collected the necessary items for the guild test...I guess I should..."

*SIGH

I can never get used to my current voice.

Its a mixture of different actor's voice that I can remember, it inflects depending on who I'm talking to now....after some adjustments. That previous fight with that idiot Stark, must've triggered annoyance, from the way I answered...even though I was right, the way I "delivered" the answer must've added fuel to the fire, ending in that rambunctious fight.

I must remember this in the future and learn from such a mistake, hence the quick fix of my voice delivery system, will adjust according to my whim.

"I already hunted enough, let's get out of here and evade anymore aggro as I don't need the attention, since I already got my objective items."

Just as I was about to start my motorcycle, after stashing the flesh, bones and teeth, I was interrupted by a couple of girls running from the opposite direction.

"H-help us!!"

"Please h-help! We need help!!"

Using my Predictive Algorithm with the data collected from their pupils, tone of voice and heart beats....these foolish girls are obviously....lying.

Well...let's hear out their bullshit and why they are targeting a newbie like me.

Was it the motorcycle?

The guild test items?

Nah....those things are a dime a dozen and they have pricey equips compared to me.

Was it the thrill of hunting new blood and the rush of taking someones' life?

It seems like all this time took 5-10 minutes but it actually just less than a minute, this android body thinks faster than a normal human being...so fast that I can do various complex equations and still be able to finish with a few seconds to spare before undergoing a minute.

Turning on my soothing, gentle almost dreamy voice...

"Yes, how can I help you?"

"Please our friends need help, they entered a cave and its been a while since we've been attacked!"

*CRYING

"Hu-hu-hu....two got injured and I don't know what happened to the other...please, please help us Sir!"

"Okay. Don't get your panties in a bunch and let's "hurry" to the site of the massacre!"

"Uh....they were only wounded, we didn't say there was a massacre!"

"Ah---right, right....I misheard...well? Are we gonna pander or are we gonna do sumthin' 'bout it???"

"Ye--yes! We will lead the way!"

*ME POINTING TO WHERE THE GIRLS CAME FROM

"Go!"

♫♪♪ If you ever fuck up, I'll crush you like a very disgusting fly...if you ever fuck up! ♫♪♪

♫♪♪ If you ever fuck up, I'll crush you like a very hard cold ice...if you ever fuck up!!! ♫♪♪

"..."

"..."

"It just a song, just a song I heard!"

We finally made it to our goal and its quite messy.

Butt...Wow....

They are really into role-playing this deep for me, the other "wounded" is a superficial wound that has not hit an artery but a muscle...it looks ghastly but it will heal in itself since the body of an Adventurer is above average than a normal human.

The other two are frolicking around with hobgoblins, sure they're dangerous but the way they "fight" with those things looks like a bad kung fu movie from the past.

"Yaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

*KLANG

*BATANGGG

"SWISH SWWOOOOSH

"Over here, I'm right here!!"

I wonder who wrote their scripts, the are seriously underpaid.

"Bro are you here to help!??? We need help!! Please help us!!! Ugh!!!"

Apparently I'm a bro now!

Were gonna sing kum ba yah now!!

*SIGH

I threw handmade shurikens and instakill eight hobgoblins in an instant, the temple is a sweet spot for murder---whether humans, monsters or beasts. Now that is taken care of...I wonder how they're gonna play this, now that I've shown my super-skills.

"WOW!!!"

"Holy motha---!!!"

"He killed those things in an instant!"

"Its a good thing we brought him, as soon as he was about to leave....oh Brad let me tend to your wound, let me cast heal!"

I looked at the hobgoblins' corpses....they have signs of being agitated by using pointy things, maybe to aggro....well they are here to fulfill their role-playing.

"Thank you for your help, what rank are you Bro?"

"I don't have a rank and was undergoing a guild test and...."

"What!? You are a newbie!?"

"We didn't know! He was riding a motorcycle and you're all surrounded what am I supposed to do??!?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt but...can I go now? I have to deliver my quest items to the Adventurer Guild and...."

"Uh wait. You see we are also here for a guild test to raise our rank."

*GIRL CLASPS MY HAND

"Pp-please!! We have tried all day and we can't get he final item!"

"What is the item you need?"

I think what they are looking for is the crown of the Hobgoblin King...dat guy wrecks yo! My android brain is spinning its wheels, thinking of all sorts of scenario when....

*SIGH

"Its the crown of the Hobgoblin King....he resides in a massive underground cave near here called "Hobgoblin Cistern", it was an underground water reservoir but is dried up now and is used as a home base for hobgoblins that escaped from a previous Dungeon Portal Break."

"Adventurer Ranks are ranked according to metals, from lowest to highest:

COPPER RANK

IRON RANK

STEEL RANK

SILVER RANK

GOLD RANK

PLATINUM RANK

DIAMOND RANK

MYTHRILIUM RANK

ADAMANTILIUM RANK

We are Iron Ranked Adventurers and we need that crown to advance into Steel Rank....we could use a break and another hand to help us end the mission."

"All I hear are advantages to you and your whole group....I'm not hearing what I want to hear----the advantages of me helping the likes of you all, who are higher ranked than me."

"..."

"..."

"Well....then....jolly good day to you all and I hope you all have the best of luck in retrieving that crown!"

"Wait. We not get any of the item drop loot and we will take only the Hobgoblin King's Crown and half of the gold drops."

"....hmmm...."

Agreeing immediately will bring suspicion, and might even invite the sprouting of doubt to my skills and power....we don't want that....yet.

I pretended to close my eyes, pretending to squirming mentally and weighing the positives and negatives....I pretended to let out a hard exhale and looked at them with "shining eyes".

"Okay! You have yourself a deal!! Let's shake on it and move quickly to the location before noon."

This "Brad" is obviously the leader of this group, hihihihi----I casted a Bugging Spell on his palm, now any conversation they have behind my back, will be relayed into my sweet, sweet ear.

What their plans, their way on how they can cajole me out of my items or gold or how they will dispose of me secretly....I hope it much more elaborate than the piece of shit theatrics that I saw a while back.

"Let's go guys!!!!"

Everything is going smoothly according to plan...