ever, Janus wasn’t exactly the type to work well underneath someone else.

    ‘Furthermore, he’s pretty dangerous.’

     In fact, as a Lord, Ayra didn’t want to let the mercenary into his territory unless Janus was his ally.
He recalled how the other exterminated the Occampania herd without much expended effort.
He had tried to judge how proficient the mercenary was while travelling through the Dallum Gorge, but Ayra still didn’t have a good grasp on the other’s abilities.

     While letting Janus chew on his ear as if it were chewing gum, Ayra summoned his stats.

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HP: 758
MP: ???
Physical Attack Power: ???
Magic Attack Power: ???
Affection: 95 <3

 

     ‘My affection value was 95? “95” is how much I like myself?’ After pondering, Ayra nodded, satisfied with that value.
After all, he did love his appearance, personality, and talent with magic.

      ‘But, why is my HP only at 758…? Even the shabbiest of villagers have at least 1,000 HP!’ Unable to understand his poor physical stats, Ayra turned towards Janus.
‘Then, what’s the HP of my companion? 5 thousand? 10 thousand?’ Curious, Ayra summoned the mercenary’s status window.

 

HP: 9,999,999
MP: ???
Physical Attack: ???

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Magic Attack: ???
Affection: 3 <3

 

      “……?”

     “What’s wrong?” Janus asked–the young lord, who had been yawning and leaning comfortably against his body, suddenly became tense and rigid.

      Ayra hurried to sit straight and rubbed at his eyes, but the number before him didn’t change.
Because the young lord kept rubbing at his eyes, he managed to give the mercenary the excuse that something was stuck in his eyes–Janus let him go.
The young lord was too bewildered to pay any attention to his companion, though.

       9,999,999? Is that even possible? That kind of number was a rarity in games unless a player used a cheat code.
Ayra could only blink at his companion’s unbelievable stats.
‘Bug? Is this a bug?’

       The young lord patted the back of his hand and summoned his artificial spirit.
“Pebble, come out.”

     ​​”That thing’s name is Pebble? Really?” Janus asked amusedly; Pebble, which had been dozing off on its owner’s hand, popped out into the air.
Though its expression was no different from usual, it was squirming about, flapping its hands, and manifesting ‘cold sweat’ effects.

     “Aren’t you going to do your job properly? Why are you so haphazard with your work?” Ayra said.

      No matter how extraordinary Janus’s stamina may be… 9,999,999 makes no sense.
Ayra grabbed Pebble and began stretching and bullying it; the artificial spirit squeaked melancholically.
For some reason, though, it kept floating heart emojis throughout the bullying process…

     ‘This perverted spirit… I’ll cut it some slack because it looks so cute.’

     After telepathically reading that thought, Pebble gathered its hands neatly in the front and acted cute by creating a large heart symbol on its body.
Mollified, Ayra let it go; immediately, as if he had been waiting, Janus reached out to try and grab the spirit.
Obviously, his attempt failed.

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      “I can’t catch it?” Janus said in a disappointed tone before trying to snatch the spirit out of the air a couple more times.
However, his hand passed through the outline of its body every time.
Pebble fluttered and turned translucent every time the mercenary reached inside.
Fluttering, it slowly landed on the young lord’s knee.

     “As a spirit, it has no physical form.
You can’t touch it without using magic.” Ayra said as he patted the spirit on his knee–Pebble seemingly melted into the young lord’s body.
Janus tickled the place where the spirit disappeared.

      Now that the shock of seeing a value as high as 9,999,999 subsided, sudden fatigue rushed into his body; Ayra yawned.

      “Really? And how do you use magic?”

     “Mmm… There’s various ways–one is to awaken as a mage.
The other is to be in constant contact with a mana stone.
You could also use magic tools meant for educational use.”

      Mages weren’t the only ones who could use magic.
Around 5 people out of a group of 10 have the ability to use magic tools as long as they make the steady, painstaking effort.
1 in 1,000 may awaken as a mage.
While explaining the intricacies of magic, Ayra recalled that unbelievable number in the stat window.

      How on earth did the spirit make an error of displaying 9,999,999? At least some other humanly relative value would make some sense.
A human might have 9,999,999 HP compared to an ant.
Then, compared to Janus, Ayra might as well be a magic ant…

 

 

 

TL: Ayra: I forgive pebble for anything because he’s cute.
Honestly? Valid.

 

The original is ‘mixed their bodies’ aka a slang for sex.
I localized it to something that an english audience might know more.
However, basically, Ayra is referencing their casual sex. 

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