The Exhausting Reality of Novel Transmigration

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If he were to look away for even a second, he wouldn’t be surprised if his head would get lopped off at any given time.

“What are you talking about suddenly?!”

Cassion shouted out his question, and in response, Rosetta shook her head.

He didn’t see her do that though, so it was a futile shake of the head.

“No, it’s nothing.”

So Rosetta answered him casually, then she smiled and moved her hand.

Pang—

The deer scowled as the sound of the fan unfolding traveled through the air.

The demonic beast instinctively did not like that sound.

Whenever he heard it, trouble always went its way.

Grrrr—

The alerted deer let out a quiet roar.

Still, Rosetta didn’t care and just fanned herself.

As if she had no intention to attack.

She was reminiscing about her distant past.

As she was dealing with the demonic beast here, she was naturally reminded of her second transmigration.

Back during the days that she was running around trying to catch supernatural entities.

‘Gosh, I did all sorts of things back then, too.’

Her recollection made her smile.

In fact, compared to the supernatural entities that she had been dealing with at that time, dealing with this deer right here was like child’s play.

And yet now, she was in terrible shape.

“We’re both in terrible shape though, so it should be fair.
Right?”

With a grin, Rosetta muttered, then the deer let out a cry again.

While she was standing with ease, Cassion was on his guard, crouching his torso forward.

The heavily breathing deer rolled one front hoof vigorously.

Unlike its huge body, it was considerably quick and agile.

At once, the deer’s long fangs came right in front of Rosetta’s eyes as it reached where she was standing.

But there was nothing there anymore.

The only thing that remained on that spot was the tree that Rosetta had been leaning against, and so its sharp fangs struck the tree and broke it in half.

Chew, chew.
Ptui.

The deer looked as if it was just spitting out a broken toothpick.
Watching this, Cassion clicked his tongue.

“Are you alright?”

His black eyes turned towards where Rosetta was as he asked.

Moving to that spot before anyone knew it, Rosetta was next to Cassion now, and she nodded nonchalantly.

“Yeah, I’m fine.
But…”

“But?”

The two people who were talking had their eyes fixed on the angered deer.

As if entering a fever of wrath, the deer took out its anger on the surrounding boulders and kicked those.

Every time it moved, startled birds flew up into the sky.

Flap, flap—

No one knew how many flocks had already left the trees around this area already.

Looking up at the startled birds above, Rosetta continued.

“Seems like we need to finish this quickly.
With how noisy it’s being, people might start to come here.”

“Would it be better for me to just roll on the ground?”

Cassion asked as he heard Rosetta’s monotonous voice, neither high nor low.

And because he asked in such a serious tone, Rosetta chuckled.

For a moment, their eyes almost met, but Cassion quickly averted his gaze.

He was afraid that he would be lost in those golden eyes if they were ever to make eye contact.

“No, you don’t have to.”

And after that brief answer, the short distance between the two became wide once more.

This was because the angry deer took the tree it broke with its antlers and threw it straight at them.

Cassion quickly escaped, but Rosetta stood still and reached out.

The fan in her hand soon tore the tree apart.

The shattered wood flew around her like firewood.

In the meantime, Rosetta remained standing tall.

But was that all?

The largest and sharpest part of the split tree slipped on one side of the folding fan and rushed back towards the direction it flew in.

Screeech—!

In an instant, the deer let out a violent wail as it was cut directly on its forehead.

New, dark blue liquid flowed out of the open wound.

Momentarily enraptured, Cassion stared at Rosetta.

“Don’t look away.
What if you die while looking away?”

At her vicious joke, he looked forward once more.

“I mean, I couldn’t help but look.”

When Cassion complained, Rosetta replied firmly.

“I also know how pretty I am, but… if you don’t want to start sightseeing as a ghost, you’re better off focusing on the enemy right now.”

Listening to her words, Cassion nodded.

Indeed, Rosetta was right.

The ‘white-yellow deer beast’ was a much tougher opponent than he had expected.

Its speed did not match its massive build.

From tail to antlers, it did not move carelessly.
Its entire body was a weapon.

It swung its tail and broke those trees, and with it used its antlers to fling boulders.

And as he saw just now, its sharp fangs pierced that tree.

In addition, it had such a wide field of view that, no matter where he went, its eyes quickly caught up to his movements.

Cassion’s hold on his sword was tightened with full tension.

But soon, he almost lost his vigor the moment Rosetta said this next thing, as though she was humming.

“For your information, the demonic beast’s weaknesses are its jaws and its field of view.”

It could see well in a wide range, but its top and bottom views were narrow.

Cassion blinked at her nonchalant voice.

“Why are you telling me that just now? When half the trees around it have already been flung away?

His tone expressed how genuinely dumbfounded he was.

Rosetta looked away and smiled awkwardly.

“I mean.
Where else will you get another opponent for some actual combat practice? I meant for you to take this opportunity and build some experience.”

Rosetta’s friendly voice just made Cassion gape blankly at her.