So I'm a Snake, Who Cares?

Rahan and Dana.

Indeed, the Empire's naming conventions are different from the kingdom's.

The two guard warriors felt different from the start.

Strictly speaking, Margrave Sareb's guards were far more than just those two.

Because both the coachmen and servants wore swords at their waists.

In an emergency, they wouldn't hesitate to use weapons to protect the Margrave.

In fact, even the servants attending to us now possessed proper martial power.

The one who subdued the assassin who came for Obern was now acting as the coachman.

However, in the true sense, there were only two 'guard warriors.'

Unlike the others, they didn't do miscellaneous tasks, and they wore distinctly different black martial uniforms.

Their skills must be excellent too, I bet.

Naturally, they wouldn't compare to heroes, but they're certainly stronger than ordinary knights.

I got that feeling.

'What's that?'

I wrote on paper to ask.

Rahan, the man, opened his mouth slightly in amazement.

Well, where else would you see a snake that can write?

Rahan's weapon looked strange.

A chain was attached to the belt fixed at his waist, and there was a blade at its end.

But oddly, there was no visible handle to grip and swing it.

"It's a type of chain sickle."

Since I couldn't understand sign language, Dana next to him explained instead.

Though they couldn't use the Crown of Connection, they seemed to communicate well with each other.

'Chain sickle, so that's a chain sickle.'

"Though not an ordinary chain sickle."

'Your real name isn't Jenny by any chance?'

Rahan made a confused expression.

Sorry.

It just suddenly came to mind.

"Sometimes we apply poison to the chain and blade parts."

'You can use it because of the prosthetic!'

"That's right. The applications of prosthetics are endless."

The prosthetic Rahan was wearing looked really high quality.

It seemed no less impressive than the gnome-made prosthetics Rila used to wear. In some ways, it might even be better.

Hmm, I need to reflect on the days when I thought of prosthetics as just hand replacements.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Prosthetics have their own unique ways of being used.

"I maintain and manage Rahan's prosthetic."

Dana took out tools and various things.

And whether because it came up in conversation or not, she even detached Rahan's prosthetic to show.

After wiping the joint parts with a dry cloth, she applied fresh oil.

She checked that even the fingers moved precisely before reattaching it to Rahan's arm.

The scene looked professional and somehow affectionate at the same time.

Could it be...

'Are you two married?'

"Yes, we are."

Rahan smiled slightly, and Dana said so.

They're a couple who clearly seem to have different personalities. Armless Rahan smiled a lot, while bob-cut Dana seemed cold.

They might be quite compatible.

By the way, I...

'I was really sharp just now.'

Haven't my observation skills improved a lot?

To figure out these two were married without any clues.

"Anyone could tell..."

'Really?'

Phili gave me that sarcastic comment.

How dare he be sarcastic to his teacher.

The two seemed a bit surprised by the fact that the prince spoke formally to me.

Oh well, whatever. This isn't the kingdom anyway, so it doesn't matter.

'So you can attach prosthetics for Rila?'

"For proper prosthetics, we'd need to go to the capital. Looking at it now, she still has a bit of forearm below the shoulder... If I take her to an artisan I know, we could fit appropriate prosthetics. Right now we can only do temporary prosthetics."

When prosthetics came up, Dana's speech got a bit faster.

It seems she's not just at the maintenance level but has some personal interest too.

Indeed, Dana had brought spare prosthetic parts for Rahan.

"There are various ways to operate prosthetics, but right now we can only crudely make one arm here."

I could understand the reason.

First, they used tough, thin rope to tightly wrap around Rila's neck, shoulder joints, and armpit areas to firmly fix the prosthetic.

The joint had just one that could bend at the elbow.

And at the end, instead of fingers, there was a metal skewer.

Dana wiped sweat from her forehead, looking satisfied.

"It's complete."

'This isn't a prosthetic, it's a murder weapon.'

Can't you only stab with a skewer?

"No... You can use it like this too..."

Rila stabbed a banana with the skewer at the end of the prosthetic and ate it.

How bold to eat it without even peeling.

"Rahan's prosthetic has this function too."

Rahan held out his hand and bent his wrist to show.

Click!

A blade popped out from the wrist joint with a whoosh.

What savage folks they are.

"What should we call..."

"Huh?"

"That snake... person?"

Dana asked Phili so.

Seems she's wondering how to address me.

Phili thought for a moment before answering.

"I think... you can call them Snake Teacher."

"Teacher? Yes, understood."

And then Dana said something unexpected.

"Should I make something for Teacher too?"

'For me too?'

"Yes, even if prosthetics are difficult, I can make something simple."

What is she trying to make for me?

I'm incredibly excited. Of course, there was no reason to refuse.

I said yes, please.

And Dana really started making something with quick movements.

Rahan went to the baggage carriage and brought something back. They looked like metal parts, but once assembled I could tell what it was.

Four wheels in two pairs.

A board like a skateboard or roller skates.

But with handles to hold onto, it was clearly...

'A scooter.'

When was the last time I rode a scooter?

It was way back in high school.

When I stole my younger cousin's scooter to ride.

"Saak!"

I expressed thanks to Dana and quickly got on.

A scooter doesn't move just by standing on it.

Dana tried to push me, but it wasn't actually necessary.

「Using Invisible Hand Lv19.」

I can't lift or move myself with Invisible Hand.

Actually flying while riding on objects is essentially impossible too. In Pelerian's terms, the coordinate settings get tangled and the casting naturally stops.

But pushing a wheeled object is possible.

Swoosh!

I started racing at incredible speed.

Exclamations of amazement burst out from behind.