His Mental State Seemed a Little Too Healthy (5K)

Compared to those demonic Holy Sword, and some blessings with unstable effects, this ability is indeed very cost-effective for Iori.

It may not be the best, but it definitely didn't waste this bonus!

[I chose a rather troublesome ability; I feel it would be difficult to use if I'm not very bright.]

"I will study it diligently."

That's good! The process is finally complete!

The acting goddess felt like she had been granted a pardon, and spoke much more easily.

Then we'll see each other again—no, never again!

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

Sigh... There's something else... I hope I haven't done anything wrong again?

"Hehe, it's not that serious. I just have a few questions I'd like you to answer."

Iori gathered her thoughts and asked, "I think I heard a system notification in Chinese earlier... Does this system also select transferees from China?"

This has nothing to do with profit; it's purely Iori's curiosity.

"Oh, that's just a version issue. The system occasionally selected the wrong language. We did select people from China before, but..."

"But?"

Each China migrant rebelled an average of 1.3 times... Goddess of Fate said, "One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand."

There's an 80% chance it will provoke border conflicts, attack nobles, attack the church, and consolidate power; the death toll from the turmoil will be higher than that caused by monsters...

The Heavenly Realm didn't care much about their suppression of religion, but they couldn't tolerate their disruption of order, so they gradually stopped recruiting from there.

"..."

It's strangely convincing!

Iori shook her head and asked another question, which surprised the acting goddess greatly.

Why are you asking this? Even though the coordinates are easy to find.

"After all, we are all migrants. Seeing his miserable situation, I feel a bit sorry for him... Anyway, I have nothing else to do, so I'm just killing time."

[You're actually quite kind~]

"By the way, my name is Iori Aizen. I probably won't have many chances to speak anymore, so I don't know the goddess's name?"

"Oh, your name... Generally, mortals aren't qualified to know this, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make an exception for you."

The acting goddess cleared her throat and said in a clear yet serious voice:

My name is Aqua, and I am the goddess who governs water and purification!

Although I am still a novice now, I will eventually become an Arch-Goddess. Moreover, I am determined to be proactive and use my wisdom and hard work to save the world from all suffering. I will never become the kind of irresponsible, trashy goddess who casually dumps work on her juniors!

... Hey, why are you making that face?

Iori: "..."

——

Putting the unpleasant matter aside, Iori hurriedly bid farewell to the goddess and immediately took to the sky, flying in the direction she had given him. After flying about three or four hundred kilometers as the goddess had predicted, he found the solitary mountain that served as a landmark. He then turned and flew several thousand meters, finally discovering his target:

A circus with dozens of tents set up in an open space.

This is the very place where the previous transmigrator was imprisoned—yes, Iori asked the goddess for his location.

The other party's situation was too perilous. Since they were practically from the same hometown, Iori didn't mind lending a hand.

However, he arrived at the wrong time. There seemed to be some kind of commotion at the circus. Monsters that were trapped in iron cages had somehow broken free, and the trainers and operators had scattered and fled, leaving the scene in a mess.

"The monsters have gone out of control? Oh no, I hope that person is alright..."

Just as Iori was thinking this, he heard a voice that was almost etched into his genes:

"Wryyyyyyyy!"

"Quenching thirst, refreshing... monster blood is just perfect!"

"I'm absolutely ecstatic right now!"

Chapter 255: His mental state seems a little too healthy (5K)

"Hahahaha... wryyyyy!"

With tattered clothes, covered in filth, and bleeding from his head, this former convict, now free, looked like a wounded soldier who had just escaped from the battlefield.

The difference was that he wasn't dejected; on the contrary, he was extremely excited, wielding a sword of light made of magic while letting out strange roars and laughing wildly as he killed one magical beast after another.

Perhaps due to prolonged thirst, he would lick the blood off his hands during the battle, making him look exceptionally ferocious.

... Even so, Iori keenly realized that this person had not lost his mind.

He appeared to be acting mad and terrifying, but he didn't vent his anger by aimlessly swinging his lightsaber during the fight; every strike was aimed directly at the monster—even though his movements clearly showed he was an amateur.

Moreover, he did not harm the circus operators and staff; instead, he continued to deal with the monsters that threatened them.

These are the same people who imprisoned him and tortured him until he was no longer human, yet now they are voluntarily wielding their swords to protect them... Interesting.

Iori became curious about the disheveled transferee. He slowly lowered his body to the ground, not joining the battle immediately, but instead appearing beside the trembling staff.

At this point, most people were either dead or had fled, leaving only three people behind. Iori glanced at them, then hesitated for a moment:

He only learned from the acting goddess that it was a circus, but there was no further detailed information.

"Who's the boss among you?"

"Hey! Who's there!"

The sudden sound startled the three of them, who then realized that a stranger had somehow appeared so close by.

"W-Who are you?"

What did he just say?

"You, you are—"

Um?

Can't understand?

Oh, by the way, the pronunciation of the common language here is different from that of Japanese.

This situation is quite common. For example, when I went to "The Eminence in Shadow", the language and pronunciation of the New World were completely different from Japanese. In "Akame ga Kill!", only the language was different, but we could communicate normally verbally.

However, Iori's learning ability is different from ordinary people. During the "The Eminence in Shadow" period, she stayed in the village for a few days and studied it carefully, and basically mastered the daily language. Later, when she came into contact with Beatrix, the female elf did not notice anything wrong.

As for the current situation, it is easy to resolve.

Iori closed her eyes and remained silent for a moment. When she opened them again, she focused her gaze on one of them and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Forced Plunder of language!

An arc of light, like lightning, flashed in Iori's eyes. A flood of information suddenly appeared in his mind, while the person he had locked onto trembled and stared blankly.

"Chirp & 8, that was almost when I... ah?"

After a moment, he came to his senses and opened his mouth to say something, but instead made a jumble of incoherent sounds, which startled him.

"Ah!"

"W-What's wrong?"

When his companion suddenly yelled, the other two were startled, but Iori nodded in satisfaction.

He was just trying it out, and it went so smoothly. If language could also be considered a "locked ability," then based on that, all sorts of life skills and combat techniques could Plunder...

This skill seems to have a wide range of uses!

"Quiet!"

The oppressive aura emanating from him, along with his fluent pronunciation of the common language, interrupted the three's thoughts. Iori's eyes swept over them like lightning, and all three instinctively shut their mouths, looking utterly terrified.

"Who's in charge?"

"Yes..."

One of them instinctively answered, "I... it's me."

"Hey, I have something I want to ask you."

He was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a small mustache. He had clearly lost his mind during the monster turmoil, but he subconsciously tensed up after exchanging a glance with Iori.

"Who... who are you?"

"That person," Iori pointed, "Is he a member of your circus?"

"Yes... no, it's not!"

The shopkeeper kept shaking his head. "No, that orc was... I bought it... a few days ago, but how did it turn out like this..."

"Orcs?"

Iori in surprise, "You're saying he's an orc?"

"Isn't that right?" the shopkeeper replied blankly. "Such an ugly creature could only be an orc, right?"

Although this appearance is quite unsightly, it doesn't warrant being mistaken for a non-human species. Besides, your appearance isn't much better, so what right do you have to criticize others?

Iori was slightly speechless, but still patiently asked, "Was he captured by you? Then why is he protecting you?"

"This... I don't know... Aren't orcs and monsters killing each other?" The boss looked bewildered.

"Looks like we won't get anything out of them." Iori frowned, losing interest in the group, and turned to look at the battlefield not far away.

He originally wanted to wait until the teleporter finished fighting before making contact, but unfortunately the person's skills were just too rough!

Despite using a fairly advanced technique, his fighting style resembled wildly throwing punches; he could only hack away one slash at a time, making it incredibly inefficient. After waiting for a while, Iori couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she drew her Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi and stepped forward.

"Do you need any help?"

——

"Thank you!"

Even after the battle ended, the transferee's emotions remained high. His facial muscles seemed to have lost control, and he managed to force a very strange smile. Combined with the bloodstains and his emaciated long face, it was almost ferocious and terrifying, causing Iori's expression to freeze.

"No, you're welcome..."

"I'll properly thank you all after this is all over... Oh, and you guys too!"

As if he had discovered a new continent, his clear, bloodshot eyes widened as he looked at the three survivors, especially the circus owner.

"I almost forgot about you guys!"

"Alas!!!"

The three were terrified and clung to each other like little rabbits being targeted by hungry wolves.

"What... what are you going to do... are you going to take revenge on us?"

"What are you talking about? Of course I'm going to take you to a good place, which is—"

That's Hell!

—The three of them looked at that devilish smile and automatically imagined a series of extremely cruel punishments.

This is it... I not only beat and scolded this orc, but I also locked him up in jail, and he hasn't eaten or drunk anything for so many days... Now he's definitely going to take his revenge on me!

"No, you can't do this!!"

However, no matter how much they struggled, it was useless; the hideous "orc" grinned and came over to grab them—

"Set coordinates, send!"

A series of small True Magic circles spread out horizontally, like a multi-stage booster rocket, instantly accelerating the three of them to the point of breaking the sound barrier, disappearing on the other side of the horizon...

Iori nodded slightly as she watched this scene: This kind of revenge is not cruel, and it is even quite innovative. It seems that this person has not turned too badly.

"Very good!"