At that time, just as the other two had suspected, Hiiro was on top of a nearby hill. From it, he could view the bridge without being discovered.
In truth, he had been forced to land on top of the bridge. Going at his slow pace, it cost way too much mana to get all the way to the other side.
There were a number of people on the bridge when he landed. Hiiro was forced to cover his entire body in his red robe to conceal his identity, and run for cover. However the Beast People on the bridge just thought that he was a flying demon swooping down hunting for food, so they paid him no mind.
(This bridge is way too long. Just how far does it run…)
Unlike in games, if you get too tired your HP will drop. So while running long distances, it will drop quite a bit. However is also recovers slowly if you rest.
The Beastman continent was covered in green.
The main difference between this one and the Human one was the amount of untamed wildlife. Of course, the human continent was also home to quite a bit of vegetation and mountainous environments as well.
However, here in the soil and the forests; in the lakes and rivers, the surrounding wildlife had much more energy.
(So each continent has its own merits)
The main selling point of the human continent was its human-made ecosystem. Manufacturing and trading; import and export. It was a land of business.
(I wonder what the Evila continent has… I guess I’ll have to see it with my own eyes sooner or later.)
(TL: Evila, written as magical being / demon, read as Evila)
As I think this, a carriage stops in front of me. From it comes a man who seems to be a peddler. Of course, he’s a beastman.
(This is bad… I can’t be found out here.)
Arnold said that unlike the human continent, this was a land where you could be randomly assaulted out of the blue. A war-ridden country. There’s a possibility of being attacked just because of one being from the Human race.
If that happens I don’t plan on losing, but I can’t cause a commotion here. I don’t want to get separated from Arnold when I can still get more information out of him.
(… I just thought of something.)
I write a character on my body, while thinking of something a certain person had.
“What are you doing here? Do you need a ride?”
In response to the man’s frank questions, Hiiro takes off his hood.
“Oh, you have some splendid ears there!”
The man smiles happily.
“I apologize. My companions should be here soon. Thanks for the concern, but don’t mind me.”
“Oh? I see. I wish you safe travels.”
And the man returns to his carriage.
(I somehow got through it. But that beastman was quite amiable)
I touch the ears that had sprung up on my head. They’re quite soft to the touch. But the ears weren’t the only thing that changed. Hiiro’s hair had changed to a silver color. It was the same color as Muir’s.
Using his 《Word Magic》 and holding an image of Muir’s race in mind, Hiiro had written 『Copy』 on his body. However if he had been thinking of Muir herself then his facial structure would have been greatly altered and it would be hard to balance, so he tried to imagine something else. However he had only ever met 2 Beastmen in his life.
Hiiro’s psych would not be able to handle turning into an Old man like Arnold, so he stuck with thinking of Muir’s race.
And here marked the birth of a silver haired, bespectacled boy. The words only changed the basic qualities of its target, so the effects remained over time. Hiiro would have to write 『Return』 to turn back.
(It’s weird to have a tail. My body feels oddly light, and my canines have gotten strangely strong.)
After waiting for a while, the other two finally got here. They were able to locate me by my red robe. But then…
“What’s with that haaaaaaiiiir!”
I had expected this to happen. Even Muir lets out a sound.
“Now then, let’s depart.”
“Oy, wait, wait, wait! Why the hell are you acting like nothing’s off!? There’s many thing’s I’d like to retort at right now! ”
“As always, you’re being quite fussy. Just be quiet for a bit, like that shorty over there.”
“Muir is in too much shock to speak! Just explain yourself! Why is your hair the same color as my beloved Muir’s!?”
And so I began explaining against my will. Muir stares at me in excitement. She touches her own hair and stares at my ears.
“For you to be able to do something like that…. How broken are you?”
“Koku Koku”