Chapter 1: I was summoned by mistake and caught by a Demon King

“For a weak race, this is pretty good.”

“But it’s so ridiculous!”

On the final floor of the Demon King’s castle, his mocking voice echoed.

The hero’s holy sword, blessed by the goddess, couldn’t cut the Demon King.

“Magic doesn’t work?”

The Archmage wizard’s ultimate magic couldn’t reach him.

“…”

The knight’s Aura Sword didn’t scratch him.

“Ah… Goddess.”

The saint’s miracle was crushed by his magic.

“Heh! It’s getting boring. Can I end this, Hero?”

The Hero’s party, the continent’s only hope, couldn’t stand against the Demon King’s power.

As soon as he raised his hand, terrible magic gathered.

With red eyes glowing in his black helmet, he was confident in his victory.

At the moment, the Demon King was about to throw his attack.

Kwak-!!

[…]

Something crashed through the ceiling and pierced his chest.

“What the…!”

Thud…

The Demon King fell, clutching his chest.

“Are you… dead?”

Silence filled the room.

The warriors and party members looked up at the ceiling, then at the Demon King’s corpse with a hole in its heart.

Just moments ago, they had been in despair, but now the Demon King had suddenly died.

Even the combined strength of the warriors and party members couldn’t touch him, but he was struck by something incredibly fast.

Thud. Thud.

At that moment, a single footstep was heard coming from the entrance.

Iron Grooke…

A shabby robed intruder walking towards the Demon King’s corpse while carrying a lump of iron called a ‘sniper rifle’ on his back.

Thud… The monster passed by the warrior party who were staring at him intently and stopped in front of the Demon King’s corpse.

Swish.

He slowly moved his hand to take off the hood of his robe.

“.”

He was a man with an ordinary face you could see anywhere, but his ashen hair and odd- colored eyes gave his face personality.

Jeeing Of the two black and silver eyes, the silver pupil moved like a camera lens and examined the Demon King’s corpse.

[No life response]

The artificial eye, a mechanical device that observes the opponent, confirms the Demon King’s death.

“It’s finally over.”

The man, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, Han Yoo-seong closed his eyes for a moment and reminisced about the past.

I think I was summoned by mistake… Your Majesty.

It was wrong from the start.

An ordinary high school student was involved in a huge incident where he was summoned as a warrior from another world, but it was his friend Seyeon who was next to him, and Han Yooseong was summoned along with him just because he was next to her.

Is there no way to return?

He asked, thinking that if he was summoned by mistake, he could just return.

The magic circle that transcends dimensions can only be used with the help of the goddess.

In other words, he could only return if he had the help of the goddess, and in order to meet the goddess, he had no choice but to stab the warrior’s sword into the corpse of the demon king, as in the legend.

Yoo-seong, wait at the castle.

I’ll take care of it and come back.

The good friend, Seyeon, told him to wait at the castle, saying that he, as a warrior, would take full responsibility.

No. Should I help too?

It’s a matter of going home.

Even if it’s doing odd jobs or being a porter.

However, even if he got involved by mistake, it’s a journey to return home.

Yooseong thought that it was right to help his friend, a warrior, as much as he could.

Then, I will check the job aptitudes of the warrior and his close friend.

It was said that in this world, there were things called ‘jobs’ and that depending on the job, you could gain mysterious abilities that could not be explained by science.

As expected, Warrior Jin Seyeon’s occupation is “Warrior of Light’!

Of course, Seyeon got a job as a warrior.

Hmm…

Han Yooseong’s job is ‘Conjugationist!

Yooseong, who is not a warrior, got a ‘Conjugationist job, which is considered trash among jobs.

To be honest, at first, I didn’t understand why conjugation was trash.

Conjugation was the power to conjure up metal equipment or mechanical devices without blueprints or materials.

However, Yooseong soon realized why conjugation was a trash job.

It’s trash efficiency.

The magic power needed to make one sword is enough to fire three 3-circle fireballs, which are no different from one grenade.

Who would make an ordinary longsword when one fireball can kill about 10 soldiers?

Even making an artifact with magical effects requires dozens of times the basic mana, so unless you’re a magic lord or a dragon, you can’t even make a small artifact.

The larger the size, the more mana it takes, so it is impossible to make a weapon like a catapult unless you are a great wizard who has reached 10 circles.

But who would make a catapult if they can use magic like a meteor at 10 circles?

That is why the necromancer was known as a trash job.

Han Yooseong, you can be the porter who assists the hero.

In the end, Yooseong ended up taking on the position of the porter for the hero party even though he had the job of a necromancer.

It was a result that he had planned in advance, but it was a little bitter.

However, Yooseong was glad that he could take on even the smallest task that could help his friend, and he promised to do his best to help his friend who would risk his life on this journey.

Let me introduce the party members who will help the hero.

And a few days later, three companions with the positions of ‘wizard, warrior, and priest were added, just like the traditional hero party.

My name is Karen Redleaf.

I am a half-elf and a court magician.

The red-haired, sharp-looking half-elf girl is the magician Karen.

The name of this knight is Sylvia Sylvester.

I will fight as the sword of the warrior. Sylvia Sylvester, a refined beauty with silver hair and silver armor.

The goddess will watch over the warrior’s journey.

The woman with black hair and pure blue eyes is Saint Lea Forte.

They are all women who fit the word beauty, and each of them had incredible abilities and were worthy of being members of the warrior party.

Their appearance standing with Seyeon was so gorgeous and a picture of the warrior party that YooSeong felt intimidated as if he were an impurity.

I am Han Yoo Seong, the porter.

Don’t worry about the luggage, I will take responsibility for it all!

The more I did that, the more I tried to approach them first and become close to them, and as the supporter of the party, I did my best to solve their worries and emotional problems.

YooSeong doesn’t discriminate against me because I’m a half-elf. You are the only one who sees me as I am.

YooSeong… Do you really think that dresses suit me?

If you want, I’m willing to show you.

Can I… accept such a cute teddy bear?

Ugh… Yoo Seong-nim is so stubborn.

I thought I had become quite close with them and that we were helping each other out.

Huh?

Why didn’t you just die?

Get up! With that kind of skill, how dare you join the warrior’s party..!

The goddess is cursing your existence, Yoo Seong. At some point, their relationship went completely away.

Karen, who would nag him but eventually help him, used the excuse of catching monsters to include Yooseong in the range of her magic and spammed his magic.

Sylvia, who had been a good example and diligent in training his physical strength and teaching him martial arts for emergencies, used the excuse of sparring due to Yooseong’s lack of skill to the point of violence’ that made his bones and internal organs burst.

Saint Rhea, who always had a kind smile on her face, would mix a curse (poison) in a potion and give it to him, or would always spew venomous words at YooSeong along with contempt, saying, ‘The goddess is cursing you!

Why are you all acting like this?!

What did I do to you guys?!

Please tell me why! Then I’ll fix it..

Sigh..!

I just don’t understand why you guys are acting like this!

It’s driving me crazy!

No matter how much he thought about it, Yoosung continued to complain and try to talk to the party members who couldn’t understand why they suddenly showed hatred.

However, what should he do when they ‘just’ look at him and he hates him and wants to kill him?

I’m sorry.. YooSung.

No matter how much I try to persuade them, those three won’t listen to me.

Seyeon, his friend, knew what the other party members were doing to Yooseong, so she comforted him, feeling sorry as if she had done something wrong.

Why don’t we just go back to the castle?

Yooseong, Yoo-seong was troubled by his friend’s suggestion.

After traveling together for a long time, he had been determined to complete this journey as he had promised at the beginning.

He felt hurt by going back because he had died not by a monster’s attack but by the hands of his fellow comrades.

Okay. However, he was so exhausted and thought that if he continued like this, he would really die by the hands of his comrades, so he accepted his friend Seyeon’s suggestion and returned to the castle.

You came, Yoo-seong.

How was the journey of the warriors?

After returning, Yooseong had to explain the journey to the king and nobles who were curious about the journey of the warriors.

In the process, he was distressed as the terrible memories of the three comrades came to mind, but as a mere porter and a parasite to his warrior friends in the castle, Yooseong had to play the role of a storyteller in order not to be concerned.

As the interest of the king and nobles died down, a thought suddenly crossed YooSung’s mind. Transmutation is the ability to create objects without a blueprint or materials.

The conditions are that you must know the classification of the tool you want to create and see it in action at least once.

Then, can’t I create the weapons I saw in movies or on TV?

The reason that transmutation is considered trash is because the background of this world is similar to the Middle Ages, where cold weapons are mainly used. However, what if you could create firearms and science fiction weapons from movies? –

Transmutation is not trash.

Rather… it might be the strongest ability… At least for me.

After realizing about transmutation, YooSung tried to recreate the science fiction weapons he remembered.

Ta-ang! Bang!

He created a firearm. Clinkd Geeing.

He created a suit to assist his physical abilities.

Beep- [Combat module in operation] He created auxiliary mechanical devices and robots that would be helpful in battle.

The fact that all of these things could be created without the need for blueprints or materials, only with magic and a clear image in one’s imagination, made it possible!

Of course, because of the characteristic of transmutation where the larger the volume, the more magic power is consumed, it was impossible to create them in one go, and the parts had to be made separately.

Assembling them was as simple as putting Legos together, but at the same time, if there was even a slight mistake, the device that took several days to make would not work, so he felt the need for basic knowledge and studied the principles of magic engineering and magic.

Yooseong enjoyed the entire process.

There was something he could do, which he had been powerless over, and at the same time, it was something that made him stronger, so he desperately clung to it.

Yooseong… Are you sure it’s okay? Just wait for the warrior…

It doesn’t suit me to stay still.

When he judged that he had enough strength, he left the castle and began his journey to defeat the Demon King alone.

Krm-! Uggeooo!! Thump-! Thump-!

Just like before, all kinds of terrible monsters attacked Yooseong.

Taang-Taang-! Kwaaaaang-!!

The overwhelming firepower of machine guns, missile launchers, beam rifles, and other firearms. Shoooo… Kwaaang-!!

No monster could survive the bombardment of pile bunkers (iron stakes) from satellite drones several kilometers in the sky.

Demon King’s Castle.

Seyeon must have already arrived.

And she had finally reached the Demon King’s Castle.

If she could just defeat the Demon King inside that castle, she would be able to return to the Earth home she longed for even in her dreams and see her precious family again.

Yoo- seong swallowed the bitterness that was already welling up to her throat and threatening to burst as he moved the drone.

It would be foolish to charge straight through.

He used the drone’s periscope function to take pictures of the situation inside the Demon King’s Castle and confirmed it with the prosthetic eye implanted in his eye.

Are they fighting?

He also thought that maybe the warrior party had arrived first, defeated the Demon King, and only Se-yeon had returned home.

That was only natural, since there had been a gap of several months between the warrior party’s progress and Yooseong’s progress.

However, the meteor was too fast and the warrior party’s progress was slow because the meteor that had been solving all the chores was gone.

The moment the meteor arrived was the very moment the warrior party was confronting the Demon King.

Demon King, Can Seyen and the others win? Seyen and Sylvia Sylvester swung their swords, and Karen Redleaf and Lea Forte shot magic and divine powers, all visible to Yoo Sung through his prosthetic eye.

“It’s not working, right?”

Even though the warrior party’s skills had grown stronger, their attacks did not reach the Demon King.

The good news was that their destructive power wasn’t that high.

The power of the warrior party’s skills, as observed by the drone, was no higher than the destructive power of Yooseong’s firearms.

“Send railgun.”

[Order confirmed.]

Yooseong loaded his most powerful weapon just in case.

Ping.

He aimed for the Demon King’s heart and shot. Swish!

A metal stake from a drone flying above the clouds shot towards the target with a dense electric current. Crunch-!

[What the..!]

With a blow the Demon King didn’t see coming, Yooseong killed him!

“Are we done..?”

Yooseong then headed to the final floor of the Demon King’s castle through the path the warrior party had made.

This was the end of Yooseong’s journey after being summoned by mistake.

“Yooseong- ah?”

Warrior Jin Seyeon said the name of a familiar friend when she saw his face.

“Why is he here…?”

“This is ridiculous.”

“Han Yooseong”

The rest of the warrior party recognized Yooseong by his ashen hair, cursed by the saintess, and the scars on his face from training.

Without a word, Yooseong tried to touch the Demon King’s corpse to confirm the kill. Sareung-!

“You punk! Don’t touch the Demon King’s corpse!” Knight Sylvia shouted while aiming her sword at Yooseong.

“We took them all down and you just attacked them at the last moment!”

Magician Karen shouted angrily.

“Han Yooseong, you had no part in defeating the Demon King. The first one to touch the dead Demon King is the hero chosen by the Goddess.”

Saintess Leah murmured with disgust.

“What are you guys talking about..?!”

Seyeon shouted, confused, as Yooseong had defeated the Demon King, but the party members tried to respond.

“Everyone shut up.”

Yooseong’s words silenced them.

The three party members except the warrior looked like they were thinking, “How dare you?!”

“I defeated the Demon King that even you couldn’t touch. It wouldn’t take even a second for me to kill you three years ago. I’m holding back even though I want to kill you so badly, so shut up.”

His growl was like a wounded wolf’s howl.

The three of them, fearing Yooseong’s murderous look, turned their heads or looked down.

Even though they hated Yooseong, they couldn’t deny that he killed the Demon King.

“Seyeon-ah.”

“Uh… uh, Yooseong-ah.”

Yooseong turned to his friend with a blank face.

“Let’s go home.”

He asked his friend to stick his sword in.

If you stick your sword in the Demon King’s corpse, a goddess will appear.

If that legend was true, the goddess would appear as soon as Seyeon stuck her sword in and they would be able to go home.

“That’s Yoo Sung-ah…”

Seyeon hesitated for a moment, thinking about the new relationships she had made in this world.”

” At her friend’s desperate, eamest gaze.

“Okay. Let’s go back.”

Seyeon chose her suffering friend over relationships in this world and walked towards the Demon King’s corpse with her sword drawn.

Phew!

The hero’s sword pierced the Demon King’s corpse.

Paat

The surroundings turned white, like white paint pouring down.

“Where…?”

Yooseong shivered and looked around.

A space like a white night without any color or lines.

Only Yooseong stood there, without Seyeon or any other party members.

“The connection with the drone is lost… The equipment cube is working.”

Yooseong started checking his equipment.

White feathers fluttered around him.

“Han Yooseong.”

A woman’s voice caught Yooseong’s attention.

“Goddess?”

A beautiful woman with a golden glow and white wings appeared.

Yooseong thought she was a goddess and began organizing his thoughts.

He wanted to ask why he was involved in the warrior summoning and why no action was taken.

And he wanted to ask about his most important goal, “returning home.”

“You are so annoying.”

But the next moment, the goddess’s words blew away all his thoughts.

“What?”

“Han Yooseong.”

Because of your existence, the perfect story I created is ruined.

“What do you mean?!”

“No matter how much I try to ignore it, it keeps coming closer… Honestly, talking to someone like you is disgusting.”

The goddess snapped her fingers.

Paaat!

The white space turned dark, and the goddess’s figure began to move away.

“Wait! Wait!!”

Yooseong ran towards the goddess and stretched out his hand.

“It’s disillusioning.”

The goddess’s figure completely disappeared.

“Send me back! How…! How did I get here!!!”

Yooseong swore at the goddess as he fell endlessly into the black abyss.

“Send me back..! Huh! Huh?”

Yooseong woke up, breathing heavily and with blurry vision.

He saw a blanket over his body and realized he was in bed.

“..?”

His eyes blankly looked around the room.

In the small, iron-smelling space, there was a work shelf with wooden dolls and half-assembled mechanical devices. It was his workshop, his only safe place.

“That dream again.. It’s been years.”

Yooseong frowned and rubbed his cold silver eyes.

Even after retiring from the warrior party and living in seclusion, memories of his last moments haunted him.

The fact that he couldn’t return home after all his hardships was a big shock to Yooseong.

Five years after being an immature high school student, he still longed to go home.

Tiring-Tiring- “?”

A bell rang from the workshop’s iron door.

Someone had rung the bell, which served as a doorbell.

“No one is coming today..?”

Tiring! Tiring!

Yooseong was puzzled, but got up and walked to the iron door, dragging his slippers.

Swish.

He grabbed the doorknob and slowly opened the door.

“Who?”

When he saw the person outside, he stopped talking and turned pale.

“Yoseong..!”

Red twin-tails.

Golden eyes.

Pointy ears.

It was Karen Redleaf, the half-elf wizard from his memories.

She stood there, smiling brightly, but when she saw his face, she fidgeted like an anxious child.

Her red cape and lace dress were covered in dust. She looked very tired with dark circles under her eyes.

Karen’s shoulders and clenched hands were trembling, making her look uneasy.

Am I still dreaming?

Yooseong rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, Karen was still there.

“Yooseong. It was really hard to come here… Are you looking for Yooseong? I really..!”

Boom-!

Yooseong slammed the door shut and ran back into the workshop.

“Why did that girl come looking for me?”

His past trauma hit him again.