The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 303

The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~

Chapter 303   Witch of Misfortune: Escape to Karakas…

・The Witch of Misfortune, Adriana

I was now proceeding through a dimly lit alley.

Though I say “proceeding,” it’s not like I’m walking myself. I had a man I arbitrarily secured carrying a chair, and I was just sitting on it while making progress.

However, even though I say I’m making progress, I have no destination in mind. I had been in this city before, but that was before the city became the “city of criminals.” Now, it had changed so much that there was no way of knowing where anything was.

Even though this place is off the main street, if I walk a little, I’ll probably reach a bustling boulevard. Judging by the noise and lights that reach my ears, it’s likely an entertainment district with brothels lining the streets.

So, if I wanted to secure a hiding place, I think I could do so quickly, but looking this disheveled, I’d stand out too much. I should at least rest a bit before attempting that.

“Kuu… How did I end up in such a disgraceful state?”

Even the slightest recklessness to enter the city has led to significant exhaustion. The vibrations during transportation resonate through my body, causing pain all over.

I can’t help but wonder how I ended up like this.

Gathering all five members of the ‘Eight Heavens,’ it was a battle we should have unquestionably won.

—Yet, we lost.

“What was that…?”

What was that? What was that attack? Why are plants growing inside my body?

I didn’t take any attacks. I blocked every incoming attack, and I even understood that it was caused by seeds being scattered.

I didn’t touch those seeds, and to be sure it couldn’t do anything in case of an emergency, I dehydrated them, turning them into trash.

Yet, despite all that…

Nevertheless, the reality unfolding before me remained unchanged. The rampant plants within my body pierced through and emerged outside.

The intense pain and the nauseating scene will likely be unforgettable for a while.

However, possessing the body of the Tenth rank, I wasn’t going to die so easily.

Though the pain nearly drove me insane, I managed to survive.

However, if I allow further growth and inflict more damage, I’ll surely die this time.

Deciding to address the situation promptly, I treated it by dehydrating the plants growing from my abdomen, similar to the seeds that flew at me, to wither them away.

Although remnants of the plants remained inside my body… the sensation when pulling them out is something I won’t forget.

Due to rapidly withering the plants, holes appeared in my body, and blood started flowing. It’s natural, but if left untreated, I would die.

Feeling anxious about it and pondering what to do, I covered the wound with water and managed to sustain my life by directing the flow of blood.

However, surviving aside, the concentration required for blood manipulation was significant, making it impossible to move properly. I could manage to walk, but doing so would likely attract attention and lead to my demise.

Nevertheless, I didn’t die. Fortunately, someone came to me later. Their intention seemed to be to recover my corpse, but it was just what I needed.

With these men, I could enter the city without exerting much effort.

Using my secondary skills, I succeeded in having the men carry me into the city.

As for the hole in my abdomen, there was someone among the men capable of using healing magic, and they managed to treat it. It’s not a complete recovery, but for now, there’s no need to worry about dying.

“…Just in time.”

So, having successfully infiltrated Karakas, I was hiding in an alley. Truly befitting Karakas, several men gathered, like hyenas, ready to attack me.

Just defeating them wouldn’t be difficult. However, given the current situation, there’s a better way.

To be honest, I don’t want to use my power too much… but needs must when the devil drives.

Moreover, I already used it earlier, so it’s too late now. For now, I need to organize my strength and ensure safety.

“Hey~, mind if I join you for a moment~?”

While saying this, I casually reached out to the men with relaxed movements and a sweet voice, engaging them in conversation.

At the same time, I activated my skill.

My main occupation is ‘Water Mage,’ but my secondary occupation is ‘Courtesan.’ Courtesan jobs are considered rare, but I didn’t want something like this. Because I was given such a role, I ended up being sold as a courtesan.

The skills of a ‘Courtesan’ are mainly oriented towards activities of a sexual nature. If such skills were to emerge in a noble’s daughter, it would be the utmost dishonor. Yes, that’s why I wasn’t recognized as a noble, and the reason I was sold to a brothel was understandable.

However, that didn’t mean I would forgive or accept it.

Among the skills of a courtesan is the skill to manipulate others, called ‘Enchantment.’ ‘Enchantment’ is a skill of the Sixth Tier, but I raised not only my main occupation but also my secondary occupation to that level. In fact, if you were to go in order, my secondary occupation reached the Sixth Tier before my main occupation. Without that, I couldn’t escape the ‘cage’ I was forced to live in as a courtesan.

Using unwanted skills, training in an undesired occupation, I ingratiated myself with men and escaped from the ‘cage.’

And while ingratiating myself with men, I trained in my main occupation and became one of the ‘Eight Heavens’ of the Tenth rank.

This man is the same. No different from the men before.

By activating just one skill, the man began to walk unsteadily, seemingly oblivious to anyone but me, approaching me with faltering steps.

…Well, I may not want to acknowledge this occupation, but there’s one thing I do appreciate— the constantly active skill.

The constant skill of the ‘Courtesan’ is ‘Immunity Enhancement.’

As the name suggests, it strengthens immunity, providing resistance to poison, diseases, and abnormal conditions harmful to the human body. It doesn’t enhance the body as much as combat-oriented occupations, but it does improve overall physical robustness. This is why individuals with the ‘Courtesan’ occupation fetch high prices in trade. No matter how roughly handled, they don’t die easily.

Thanks to this skill, I’ve been able to live so far without falling ill to any diseases and even survived the recent serious injury in part due to this skill.

However, if I could choose, I might prefer the even rarer skill among the already rare ‘Courtesan’ skills, which is “Anti-Aging”.

As the name suggests, this skill suppresses aging. Though my current appearance reflects my younger days, it’s only because I’ve been continuously using the ‘Disguise’ skill, a courtesan’s skill.

But with the “Anti-Aging” skill, I wouldn’t need to go through such measures to maintain a youthful appearance.

Considering I had to come to a place like this because I was given the occupation of a ‘Courtesan,’ I’ve sometimes thought that having such a perk would be nice, especially since the other ‘Courtesan’ who lived together with me had that skill.

“So~ true. It’d be nice…”

…Speaking of which, what happened to ‘that person’ back then?

In the past, when I was a courtesan, the man who took me out was hesitating between taking me or the other ‘courtesan.’

Eventually, I was chosen by the man and went outside, but I wonder, did that woman really “properly” meet her end?

…No, I couldn’t confirm until the end, but she’s probably gone.

“Huh!?”

What a place Karakas is… especially coming to the pleasure district. It makes me recall things from the past that I’d rather not remember.

In my distracted state, the man who should have approached me suddenly started running and swung the weapon he had in his hand towards me.

The attack was blocked by the men who were initially enchanted and brought me into Karakas, but I could only be dumbfounded and astonished by the fact that the attack came from the person I had supposedly enchanted.

While I was still in shock, the man who had attacked was killed by the men I had with me. Nevertheless, I remained stunned, unable to move immediately.

Was the enchantment not effective? No, that couldn’t be. Certainly, that man had fallen under my enchantment.

But he attacked.

The only answer that came to mind when I pondered why such a situation had occurred was—

“Well, well, you still have enough strength to move that much. Being an old lady, you should just quietly die already, honestly.”

—When it was overwritten by a ‘Enchantment’ that was stronger than mine.

***NOTE***

Hello everyone, I wanted to provide a quick update on the Job of ‘courtesan’. Instead of using the term ‘prostitute,’ we will be using the term ‘courtesan.’ Thank you.