Hello, hello everyone!
I am Alstroemeria!
But everyone calls me Alstroe!
I am sixteen years old!
Ehehehe~
This is a bit embarrassing, but… when I was eight years old, my parents kicked me out of the house. Mom and Dad looked really sad when they did it.
I was sad, you know?
But I mustered up my courage and carried on!
Tehee~!
I found a monastery that was willing to take me in. Can you believe it? I could eat there every day!
Ehehe~
Just the smell of the stew the head monk was cooking made my mouth water.
At first the head monk was so happy that he said to me:
—Little Alstroe, donations have increased tenfold since you arrived!
—Wah! So, head monk, can you cook something even more delicious?
—Of course! For this lovely little Alstroe!
Hehe! He called me pretty!
I was very embarrassed.
In our temple, most monks finished their training at eighteen and went out to pursue "a cause for someone."
Ehh… the truth is that I never fully understood it~.
The head monk, however, seemed anxious. He wanted me to go out and find my “cause” too… at the age of twelve.
Huh?
Were they kicking me out?
“I’m sorry, little Alstroe,” he said with a weary smile. “In the years you’ve lived here, we’ve had to rebuild the temple… eight times. We can still manage, but you’ve been breaking the other monks’ bones. In training battles… and outside of them too. Everyone’s afraid of you!”
Huh?
Somehow I couldn't argue with him.
—Well… I'm very sorry. You can come by anytime to eat my dishes!
And that's how I was thrown out of the temple.
Even though I'm an idiot, I somehow learned a lot of things!
I can even fast for a whole month!
Hehehe~!
Incredible, isn't it?
During the journey, I was sometimes attacked by horrible monsters. I didn't really know what to do with them, so… I kicked them.
Then, out of nowhere, Sister Cecille, a receptionist at the Adventurers' Guild, appeared.
He fed me and bought me beautiful clothes!
He said I was "a very nice find" and that's why he didn't mind spending money on me.
After that I became an adventurer.
Although… I wasn't very good at dungeons~.
I always broke down when I saw the first monster.
Literally!
Sister Cecille also got very angry when, in a fight inside the elven forest, I accidentally knocked down several trees.
She's always scolding me... but I know it's for my own good.
I tried to form groups with other adventurers. At first, many people came with me.
But you know what?
They always ended up shouting things like:
—¡HYAAAAAH!
the
—¡GYAAAAH!
Little by little… everyone started leaving me.
Sorry for being an idiot!
That's why Sister Cecille only gives me subjugation missions now.
Hehehe~
I've had to fight against some really strong monsters.
Once there was an emergency mission because a flaming rock was falling from the sky.
Huh?
Was everyone running?
It didn't seem that difficult, you know?
I strengthened my legs, jumped towards the sky towards the rock and... kicked it.
A large, glowing sigil appeared. At that moment I knew exactly what I should say:
—¡Avidya Severance!
Destroyer of the Seventh Hell!
The enormous rock crumbled and was swept out to sea.
Are you coming?
It wasn't that difficult.
Understand~
Why were all the boys looking at me so strangely afterwards?
Since then I received even more subjugation missions.
They always sent me to the Valley of the Ancients or to the Land of Mana.
There I fought against enormous monsters.
But, for some reason, lately the monsters aren't so tough anymore…
As if they died from a simple kick.
¡Ehehehe~!
Guess what!
Sister Cecille gave me a new dress!
He said it was made of dragon fiber.
He wants me to use it because my clothes always end up a mess after missions.
I don't really need armor.
Although once a dragon caught me in its mouth and I writhed in pain... because it had a toothache.
I was currently on a mission to subdue a dragon-type magical beast.
He had camped in the desert of the Valley of the Ancients. From time to time he meditated… for no particular reason.
Huh?
Here it comes!
A black dragon as big as the port mansion!
I was about to jump when I remembered Sister Cecille's words:
"Alstroe, if you hit like that you can't control the force. Sometimes you send monsters flying so far that we can't find them later."
I'm sorry, Sister Cecille!
Last time the dragon flew so high that he never came back!
So this time I jumped even higher than the dragon and gave him a spinning heel kick right in the face.
¡BLAGDUUUM!
The sound was spectacular!
Wow…
The dragon's face looked horrible.
Ah…
I just remembered something.
Sister Cecille had told me to subdue a dragon in the **Land of Mana**, not in the Valley of the Ancients.
I tiptoed away from the corpse and started running.
From the Valley of the Ancients I ran to the border between the human continent and the elven forest.
It didn't even take me a week!
I can carry two horses on my back and still run several times faster than them.
Although… I shouldn't run too fast.
Sister Cecille gets angry when I accidentally knock down trees.
It was a wonderful night!
I feel so alive when I run under the moon!
I was kicking the monsters that got in my way when, suddenly, I heard a very cute squeak.
No.
It wasn't a scream.
It was a plea for help.
—PLEASE, DON'T LEAVE ME!
PLEASE SAVE ME!
¡NO!
PLEASE DON'T LEAVE!
The voice sounded truly desperate and sad.
I followed the sound without thinking twice.
And then I saw it.
A little girl.
Being held down by something horrible.
A twisted, black monster held her with one hand while running a disgusting tongue over her face.
I didn't think.
I kicked the ground with all my might.
Even though I'm an idiot, I know perfectly well when someone needs help!
I screamed with all the air in my lungs:
—¡¡ORYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
My feet landed directly in the face of that horrible thing.
The upper half of the body flew off.
I gave the lower half a second kick and sent it deep into the forest.
...Well.
Did I knock down a few trees again?
I'm sorry again, Sister Cecille!
Then I turned to the girl.
Ah…
How lovely.
But it was in a deplorable state.
The eyes were dull.
My whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
I crouched down in front of her and asked gently:
Are you cold, little one?
She did not answer.
—Then… here’s a hug for you!
Ehehe~
I'm an idiot, but I remembered that Sister Cecille always says that hugs warm you more than any magic.
So this is my new cute find?
Ehehehe~
I smiled as I carefully wrapped my arms around her and hid her against my chest, protecting her from the cold night air and everything else.