Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death

Ch 11.1 - I had Outdoor Summer Training (Last Part)

translator: mii

editor: sleepchaser

Hi! I’m taking over the translation of NHAD from sleepchaser, who is very kind and helped me edit this story out! I will separate this chapter into 3 parts, and it will be updated every Saturday! Please enjoy! (≧▽≦)

As I’m tumbling down the cliff, my head’s full of curses, mostly of the “damn it” variety. The feelings of relief from saving the girl and the confusion and upset from my predicament makes it hard to think.

Ahh.

What should I do?

Even though this is an important event. Even though I ran the simulation in my brain over and over already. I still made a mistake…

“Oww!”

My shoulder makes impact with the ground first. As expected, my head and back don’t escape harm as well. For a moment I feel as though my consciousness is fleeing, and my breathing pauses for a second. The farther I fall from the top, the darker my surroundings become, until my whole figure disappears in the shadows.

It’s silent, pitch-black as far as the eye can see. Even the sound of insects are absent.

Because today’s cloudy, I can’t see the shining stars or the moonlight.

My whole body aches, wracked with pain, and I struggle to rise. The back of my head feels disgusting. Wet. I wonder what is it. Maybe there is something wet on the ground.

I glance to the side.

In the middle of the darkness, I see a bunch of little glowing orbs. Glowing even when there’s no light around. Ten, twelve, maybe even more than that. Several small round lights.

Then I hear a growl.

T-those lights aren’t lights at all. Those are eyes. The eyes of countless beasts glowing in the darkness.

And what’s lurking in the middle of the darkness is a pack of demon dogs.

Ahh.

So here’s my “BAD END,” huh?

I think I’ve worked hard enough. I really think I’ve done well to reach this point. These past three years too. I worked my butt off and didn’t have any objections. In desperation, I strived my best to stay alive. Not only for myself, though. I also wanted Alfred, Granny Marie, the kids at the church, Loendal, Lian’s parents and brother, the friends I made in this world, and the leisurely villagers to survive. I don’t want to see anyone die. However, even though I worked so hard to avoid that day…

…Will I die here? In the end, I will die. Sooner or later.

But do I really have to die here alone?

The distance between the glowing eyes and me gradually shortens.

To be feasted upon alive must surely hurt… I’m afraid. Even though I want to run, as expected I can’t move my body. I can’t stop trembling.

If I die in this world, what will happen to me?

Will I really die? No hopes of returning to my original world? Unlike in the game, if I, Alfred, and everyone here lose our lives, then that’s it. There’s no redo button.

Just a big, fat “game over.”

“Lian!”

I turn my head in the direction of the sound. I faintly make out Alfred’s figure on the cliff side. He’s descending while searching for footholds among the rocks and sturdy tree branches that happen to be along the way down.