Reincarnated as a chicken

First Evolution

Dirthaven city, once the very famous capital of the Keimen Kingdom, used to be a city where most people wanted to be. The city was welcome to almost an endless amount of traders, which earned it a lot of tourists and trade from roaming merchants and people looking to enjoy themselves.

All this was in the past though. Six years ago to be exact. Now it was simply a husk of its former glory. On the once bustling streets, all one would find were homeless beggars and drunkards. At night, the entire city turned into the biggest red light district in the kingdom, harlots of different sentient races would roam, looking for their targets. There were even rumours of succubi having suck the life forces of some men.

Children were being raised to become thieves and only the rich thrived in the upper echelons. The royal family had shut themselves away from the people, leaving them to rot. The adventurer's guild lost most of the mercenaries in one hit and the kingdom lost all its good relations with the Dhijan Hero Nation, causing it to crumble in the faces of other power nations such as the New Kyoto Empire and the Sundane Kingdom. It was truly in a pitiful state as compared to before.

And if you asked anybody why any of this happened, they would say only one thing.

It was all because they angered the Mad Witch of the West.

What that meant, most people who didn't live in the kingdom wouldn't understand.

Seiko looked around the city for a bit, then took a gulp from his water can. The trip had been a long one, and he hadn't managed to get any transport because he forgot all his money back in the place he termed home.

It wasn't as much as him forgetting, as it was a matter of the fact that he couldn't remember exactly what happened. He was certain he packed it, but was scared that some bandits may have robbed him while he slept. He didn't have his 1 Ban and 4 Ban with him, which meant they had most likely been taken away from him. His pride wouldn't allow for that to be the case, so he would assume that he left it.

The young man lifted the scroll in his hands and took a look at it. He had already memorized the contents of the scroll, but just to make sure he wouldn't miss anything he had to check again. That was just how meticulous he was. He hated to fail a task.

The scroll contained a drawing of a person. She was a beauty with large ghastly eyes that would surely kill any with a weak will. Her hair was short and wavy, with a tiny hair band of curious design on it. Her nose was tiny, same for her mouth and she possessed puffy cheeks and cute lips that fit her face.

In all honesty, he didn't see why they called her beautiful. If anything she was frightening in his eyes and he didn't want to have to deal with someone like that, but she was his target. She was also in search of him, so she should have possessed a drawing of him as well.

He put his hand to his chin as he drowned himself in his thoughts.

'Hmm, how do we meet though? They didn't tell us anything except that we should come to Dirthaven. And when I tried to inquire for more, the Clan Head said I should just go and that he wouldn't tell me more. This person too, I've never met with her before so I wouldn't know where she would most likely go. Whenever I asked about her, all they told me was that she was a skilled fighter who used weird magic and techniques and something else about her character... she was jumpy...? I can't remember.'

BOOM!

There was an explosion up ahead which shook the ground lightly. He looked towards where he could feel it from and put his hand to his back to take out his rifle out. He then checked it to see if it was loaded.

The people around who were startled just looked in the direction of the source of the sound, confused. They were nothing more than drunkards or mere beggars without homes to go to. The children were all startled and ran the other way, shouting.