Shark’s thought was half right and half wrong.
It was true that Katrisian’s Dragon Heart had an influence, but that was only a very small part of it.
Shark’s current physical body was not the one he had before.
It only looked similar on the outside; inside, it was a completely different existence.
His body had been disassembled due to a problem that occurred while passing through the Dimensional Tunnel, and then reassembled by Katrisian’s will.
During that reassembly process, impurities had vanished, and he was reborn with a pure, completely untainted body, just as when he was born.
So to speak, something akin to undergoing Marrow Cleansing and Bone Transformation from martial arts novels had happened to Shark.
Even though his body becoming stronger was a good phenomenon, there was another reason why Shark was agonizing over it repeatedly.
He had fallen into an era different from what Katrisian intended.
Because of that, much of the knowledge much of the knowledge he had injected into himself had become useless.
This was a situation where he was dropped all alone in a completely unfamiliar world without any acquaintances or prior knowledge.
That had been darkening a corner of Shark’s heart for three whole days.
‘Whatever, I’ve been alone up until now anyway, so there’s no need to borrow trouble in advance.
Things will work out somehow.’
Shark grew up as an orphan and navigated the world alone.
Knowing better than anyone that further worrying was meaningless, he put his thoughts aside and fell asleep.
“Wake up.”
“Ugh, just a little more sleep.”
At the sound of someone shaking him awake, Bash curled his body and tried to sleep even a little bit more.
Due to the forced march continuing day after day, even Bash, who had always been confident in his stamina, was exhausted.
Smack.
“Argh!”
As fire flashed on his forehead and he saw the Milky Way before his eyes, Bash was about to scream when someone covered his mouth.
Vowing not to let whoever woke him from his sweet sleep off the hook, Bash glared at the other person, but immediately his gaze softened.
It was Shark.
Rather, the rest of the party were standing behind Shark, glaring at Bash as if they wanted to kill him.
At that sight, Bash realized that he had fallen asleep while standing the night watch.
“Everyone, act calmly.”
Bash expected a thunderous scolding to fall right away, but surprisingly, Shark immediately withdrew his gaze, turned around, and warned the rest of the party.
Only then did Bash realize that the other party members were all standing with tense faces, having packed their respective bags.
“It’s a horde of orcs.”
At the words of Eliza, who was holding a two-handed sword, Bash also grasped the situation, jumped up, and grabbed his own sword.