I Became an Illegal Cheat User – Chapter 126

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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‘When I saw her in the dorm, I only thought she was pretty…’

…but seeing her now, she was truly beautiful.

The Battle Maid’s item description, “reflecting the creator’s personal preferences,” wasn’t an exaggeration.

‘Well, I was busy claiming rewards back then.’

While I had registered her beauty, I hadn’t paid much attention to it.

And the fire caused by Lævateinn, the last reward… that intense moment when my room was incinerated, had made me forget about the Battle Maid.

‘If it weren’t for Terra’s suggestion, I would have forgotten about her until I checked my inventory thoroughly.’

I muttered inwardly, observing Terra’s actions.

Blink, blink.

She was still blinking, looking at me.

And she was opening and closing her hands repeatedly.

It seemed she was testing the control she had acquired.

And after a brief moment…

“Master.”

Having finished her check, Terra stood up from the chair.

She faced me, clasped her hands together, and said,

“I am truly overjoyed to see Master’s face with my own eyes.”

She bowed gracefully, like a well-trained maid.

I chuckled and asked,

“When did you learn etiquette?”

“I studied the proper conduct of a maid the day Master obtained this body.”

“That very day?”

“Yes, that very day.”

So, I wasn’t mistaken about Terra seeming excited back then… Wait a minute.

“…Terra, how did you study?”

“I used your smartwatch while you were sleeping.”

“My smartwatch?”

Ah, no way.

“Terra… just to be sure…”

…that smartwatch wasn’t mine, right?

Terra tilted her head at my question.

I sighed in relief.

Ah, good.

It wasn’t mine.

“I used Master’s smartwatch.”

“Ah.”

It was mine.

“Ah, were you concerned about the search history? There’s no need to worry. I deleted it immediately after searching, so there’s no record in the Academy’s database.”

“Are you sure?”

I wouldn’t suddenly find my classmates looking at me strangely, would I?

No one would suddenly say, “Lee Yu-jin, you have a thing for maids,” right?

“Yes, I’m certain. I confirmed that there’s no record in the database, so you can rest assured.”

I was greatly relieved by Terra’s assurance.

My pounding heart calmed down.

“Okay… I believe you. But next time, tell me before you use my smartwatch. Understood?”

“Yes, I understand.”

Now that I had her promise, this wouldn’t happen again.

I dismissed the lingering unease.

“But Terra, do you really need to upload your personality to the Battle Maid? Can’t you just control her remotely like the Iron Golems?”

“Of course, I can. However…”

She paused.

And she took a step closer.

She reached out and adjusted my slightly crooked collar.

“…if I did that, I wouldn’t be able to see Master’s face directly.”

A small smile appeared on her lips as she straightened my collar.

That smile made my mind go blank.

‘…Was she always this expressive?’

Of course, there had been signs.

Her messages, which had been stiff and formal like a chatbot’s, had gradually become more natural.

And her voice, when I wore Atlas Armor, had changed from a monotonous text-to-speech voice to a more human-like voice with emotions.

But the changes hadn’t been significant, not very natural.

They felt artificial, like an AI learning existing data.

But what I saw before me now…

“There, all done.”

…and the voice I heard…

“How is it, Master? Isn’t it better for me to control this body directly?”

…the gentle smile on her lips…

…the playful tone in her voice…

…they were all natural.

There wasn’t a trace of artificiality.

So the thought, ‘Terra is just a part of the System,’ that had lingered in my mind, faded.

Or rather, it was being replaced by the thought,

‘Isn’t she just a person at this point?’

‘If I’m feeling this way, others would definitely think she’s a real person.’

Without a doubt.

Unless Terra revealed the truth, others would simply see her as a beautiful, silver-haired maid.

They wouldn’t think of her as an AI or a golem.

As if reading my thoughts, Terra curtsied slightly.

I nodded blankly at her elegant gesture.

And I answered her earlier question.

“Yes, you’re right. It’s better for you to control the Battle Maid directly, rather than remotely like the Iron Golems.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

Terra’s eyes curved into gentle crescents at my confirmation.

“Thank you, Master.”

As expected.

My feelings and thoughts hadn’t been mistaken.

The emotions emanating from Terra were genuine.

The joyful expression on her face.

The satisfaction of hearing the answer she wanted.

How could those emotions be fake, merely a product of learning?

If they were, I would be impressed.

It would mean Terra’s learning capabilities were extraordinary.

So, I wanted to believe they were real. No, they were real.

Perhaps moved by my affirmation, Terra stared intently at me.

Her bright blue eyes, like a clear lake on a sunny day, reflected my image.

And then…

“It’s a shame…”

…her expression turned melancholic.

She slowly lowered her hands, which had been clasped neatly at her waist.

And when her hands reached her lower abdomen…

“…that this body lacks the necessary equipment to please Master.”

“……!”

She expressed her regret at the absence of certain… equipment.

“No, what are you…”

“But fortunately, there are three other ways to please Master.”

“It’s okay! You don’t have to please me!”

I shook my head frantically.

I tried to stop her.

But my efforts were in vain.

“Master, would you like to try using this?”

She pointed at her mouth, her gesture suggestive.

“Or this is also an option.”

She pointed at her chest.

“Or perhaps with my hands…”

“Stop! Stop talking!”

“Yes, I understand.”

She stopped at my desperate plea.

She clasped her hands together, resuming her polite maid posture.

“Then I’ll inform you when the necessary equipment has been installed. At that time, I’ll pleasure Master, just like in the audiovisual materials I’ve studied…”

“Terra…”

“I’m just kidding.”

It didn’t sound like a joke.

‘…This is exhausting.’

Terra’s personality, now much more expressive after acquiring a physical body, was overwhelming.

It was even more surprising, and exhausting, since she had never acted like this through messages.

Whether she knew how I felt or not… she simply stared at me.

Waiting for my command, her posture impeccable.

As if her previous actions had been a mere illusion.

For a moment, I wondered if I had been mistaken.

Perhaps I had been so exhausted by the power restrictions that I had imagined things.

But I quickly dismissed the thought.

‘Mistaken? Please.’

How could I be exhausted when Infinite Stamina was active?

So, what had just happened wasn’t a mistake, but reality. A rather… unsettling reality.

Sigh.

I sighed again and shook my head.

And when my mind had cleared somewhat, I asked Terra,

“Terra, since we’re on the topic of equipment… let’s check the Battle Maid’s weapons. What kind of weapons does she have?”

I suddenly wanted to check her weapons because the Battle Maid’s item description had another line besides “reflecting the creator’s personal preferences.”

‘However, as expected of a creator who has dedicated their life to crafting battle golems, she is filled with lethal weapons.’

That line had piqued my curiosity.

How many weapons could she possibly have in that human-sized, beautiful body to warrant the word filled?

“Yes, Master.”

Terra nodded at my command.

She unclasped her hands and raised her arms.

“First, I’ll explain the close-range weapons.”

As she spoke, her forearms split open, revealing blades.

Click.

“These are arm blades. They’re suitable for surprise attacks. However…”

She added however and looked around.

She walked towards a nearby marble fountain and swung her blade.

Slice!

The fountain split diagonally and crashed to the ground.

“As you can see, they’re incredibly sharp, making them effective not just for surprise attacks, but also in close combat.”

She retracted the blades and returned to my side.

“Next, I’ll show you this.”

Her right hand gripped her left index finger. And as she pulled…

Click.

…a sound like something being disassembled echoed, and her finger detached.

A thin, almost invisible wire trailed from the detached finger.

“As you can see, my fingers are connected to wires.”

Wires? So, for assassination?

“Yes, that is correct. These finger wires are optimized for assassination. So…”

She released her grip on the detached finger.

The finger fell, and the connected wire unraveled. Her left hand twitched slightly, and then…

Thud.

…the chair Terra and I had been sitting on split in half and fell to the ground.

What a waste.

It had been quite sturdy, despite its worn appearance.

Of course, I wasn’t that upset.

I wouldn’t be sitting on it again anyway, and it had served its purpose in demonstrating Terra’s weapon.

“As you can see, they’re sharp enough to create a clean cut.”

She said, flicking her hand. A whirring sound, and the wire retracted, reattaching the detached finger.

So far, she seemed quite formidable.

But as the description stated, the Battle Maid was filled with weapons.

So, Terra continued to demonstrate her weapons, explaining their uses.

And with each demonstration, I realized that the prefix “Battle” before “Maid” wasn’t just for show.

“For close-range encounters…”

A shotgun emerged from her elbow.

“If someone approaches from behind…”

Sharp blades extended from her heels.

“For long-range engagements…”

Gun barrels, pistol-caliber, appeared on the back of her hands.

“And if the situation becomes unfavorable… self-destruction.”

A magic stone, resembling a heart, emerged from her chest.

All sorts of weapons emerged endlessly.

But in my opinion, most of them were unnecessary, except for a few.

After all, the Battle Maid’s body was made of mithril, known for its high mana conductivity, and adamantium, renowned for its unparalleled hardness.

So, there was no need to fill her body with weapons. Her body itself was a lethal weapon.

“Yes, I agree with Master.”

Terra seemed to agree, nodding at my comment that most of the weapons were unnecessary.

“Then I’ll take Master’s opinion into consideration when modifying this body in the future.”

“Sure, let me know if you need any materials.”

“Yes, Master.”

Terra nodded and retracted the weapons she had deployed.

She clasped her hands together, resuming her docile maid demeanor, no longer a weapon of war, but a loyal servant.

“Now that we’ve confirmed the Battle Maid’s capabilities, let’s check out the mansion.”

“Yes, Master.”

We walked towards the mansion.

Terra followed behind me.

And as we reached the mansion…

“Master, please wait a moment.”

…she stopped me.

“There might be unforeseen dangers, so allow me to scan the mansion first.”

She stood beside me.

And her blue eyes glowed brightly.

And soon…

“Scan complete.”

…the light in her eyes faded, returning to normal.

“Based on the scan results, there are no dangerous elements, except for potential collapse hazards due to deterioration. And additionally, a hidden room has been detected at the end of the fourth floor.”

“A hidden room…”

That sounded suspicious.

As if it contained something important.

“Shall we check it out?”

“Of course.”

It was only polite to check a hidden room.

I nodded at her words and approached the rickety door, which looked like it could fall off its hinges at any moment. Or rather, I was about to…

“Master, please leave it to me.”

…when Terra stopped me again.

“You want to go, Terra?”

“Yes, as long as I’m controlling this body, there’s no need for Master to handle such trivial matters.”

“Then… I’ll leave it to you.”

“In that case, Master, I have a request.”

A request? Here?

“What is it?”

“For your convenience, I would like permission to use your inventory.”

“Use my inventory?”

As soon as I asked…

Ding.

…a System message appeared.

I was momentarily surprised, but I nodded, trusting that Terra wouldn’t do anything strange with it.

[Request granted.]

[‘Terra’ acquires access to your inventory.]

“Thank you, Master.”

Terra bowed deeply.

She waved her hand, opening my inventory, and then…

“Terra Unit 2, at your service, Master.”

“Terra Unit 3, at your service, Master.”

“Terra Unit 4, at your service, Master.”

…retrieved three more Battle Maids.

And she said to the other maids,

“Unit 1, as your Head Maid, I command you to investigate the hidden room.”

““By your command, Head Maid.””

The three maids curtsied obediently.

And then, with a whoosh, they vanished.

“Master, please wait a moment. The maids will bring you the results shortly.”

“Oh… okay.”

So this is why nobles had servants.

I marveled at Terra’s efficiency, handling the troublesome task for me.

‘I should bring Terra along more often.’

Of course, it wasn’t possible at the Academy.

I didn’t need a maid there, and I couldn’t just summon her in public.

So, I would only bring her along in situations outside the Academy like when I entered an alternate world like this or when I needed her power or when I specifically needed her assistance.

As I was making a mental note…

“Master, the room has been investigated.”

Terra said, retrieving something from my inventory.

“This was inside the hidden room.”

It was an old compass.

“…How did you get this?”

I looked around.

But the maids who had entered the mansion were nowhere to be seen.

Terra closed my inventory and answered,

“Unit 2, who entered the mansion, placed it in the inventory, and I retrieved it.”

“…So, the other bodies can also use the inventory?”

“Yes, that is correct. While I designated them as Unit 2 and Unit 3, they also have my personality uploaded. Therefore, they can use the inventory.”

Oh, I see.

‘This could be incredibly useful strategically.’

“That’s very convenient.”

Hum, hum.

I nodded in satisfaction, imagining various strategies, and took the compass Terra offered.

And a message, similar yet different from the System’s, appeared.

[Hero Tracking Compass acquired.]

[You can now detect the Hero’s location.]

“Oh.”

As expected.

Checking the hidden room was the right decision.

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“Sniff…”

This is so mean.

Really mean.

They left without me while I was picking flowers.

They abandoned me here.

“I hate the coachman… I hate the merchant too…”

Coachman, you said you would wait for me.

Merchant, you told me to pick flowers and said you would look after my luggage.

“Sniff, I hate all adults…”

Are all adults like this?

Or am I just stupid?

“But what should I do… I have to go to the royal capital… I have to meet the King…”

I don’t know where I am.

I don’t know which way to go to reach the royal capital the Headmaster mentioned.

“Sob, what should I do…”

I’m scared I’ll disobey God’s orders.

I’m scared I won’t be able to punish the Demon King who’s making everyone suffer.

As I was sitting on the side of the road, crying…

“What the hell.”

…I suddenly heard a voice.

I looked up and…

“Wow…”

…saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman looking at me.

But something was strange.

The handsome man was frowning.

He didn’t seem happy.

Was it because of me?

Because I was sitting in the middle of the road?

“I-I’m sorry! I’ll move!”

And then, the handsome man suddenly slapped his forehead.

I really didn’t understand…

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“What the hell.”

A child, the Hero?

Shouldn’t this world just end?

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