I`m sitting on the floor, He`s sitting on a tiny chair. Somehow, we`re at the same eye level. I don`t like it.

　　After a minute or so, the army starts moving again, slowly. I`d like to enjoy the scenery but I can`t allow myself to look weak in front of this stupid priest.

　　The stumps of my feet are itching. I need to do something about them.

　　After a few minutes, he pulls out a book out of nowhere and starts reading. In the meanwhile, I`m going to see if my meditation can heal this or I`m going to have to do a feetless playthrough.

　　Step one, I need to clean the stumps as best as I can. They got really mangled by the gravel and the dirt, and I think I`ve got pebbles all the way into my bone marrow. Cleaning them would probably be almost impossible at this point.

　　I don`t like the idea, but I`ll probably have to slice off the bad parts, like you do with bologna. It`s as simple as that. I have fairly good mobility with my arms, so it should be possible. I just hope that the priest won`t notice and try to do something about it.

　　Inconspicuously, I glance up at him. He`s reading his book. Yeah, he won`t notice. I can do this.

　　I can`t physically turn around, so I`ll have to do it like this.

　　Silently, I summon the one sharp sword I own, namely the one I got from the first big goblin. It`s sharper than my knife, and will probably be able to cut through bone if I do this right. Yeah. I just gotta do this the right way. It doesn`t have to be perfect. I can heal an imperfect cut. Yeah. Just gotta& cut& it!

　　Slash!

　　—Gh&!

　　Shoot. Heck. Damn it. It didn`t get through my bone. Heck. Okay. I just need to try again. Once more. One& more& slice!

　　Chop!

　　Fracture Resistance Lv.2>

　　It didn`t slice. It just broke. Shoot. But that also works. I just need to slice off the last bit and I`m good. Yup.

　　Saw saw saw saw saw saw, pop.

　　Fresh blood gushes forth. Ahh. Right.

　　But now& Now it`s controlled. And I`ve already lost a foot once, so I know I won`t die. Yeah. I just need to wait until it stops bleeding and it`ll be fine. Yeah. That`s all.

　　Just need to& wait& a& little&

　　&Ah! Can`t sleep. Sleeping kills me. Yeah. Can`t sleep. Absolutely can`t sleep. Sleep is death.

　　Unconsciousness Resistance Lv.2>

　　Gulp.

　　Right. One stump done. One left to go.

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　　Haah. I really hope these grow back so I didn`t do all of this for nothing. Right. Next one. I raise the sword. My hand trembles. One good chop and it`ll all go away. I clench my jaw. My teeth grew back. That`s proof enough. If teeth grow back, then so do feet. It`s basically the same thing. Yeah.

　　I steel myself and bring down the sword on my ankle.

　　And for the first time in a long while, maybe in forever, it goes just as I wanted. The sliced-off stump soars through the air with a firework display of blood, and then it falls back on the wooden floor with a meaty slap.

　　&I did it. I really did it. One chop was all it took. Hahaha. Haha. Haaah&

　　I wanna sleep&

　　I put my sword back into my inventory, and since I might need them someday, I put the stumps in there as well. And then, even though I want to sleep for real, I draw the stumps of my feet close, and I begin to meditate.

　　After a few minutes, they stop bleeding. An hour or so more and a thin layer of baby-bottom-soft skin forms to make them into proper stumps. If I scratch at them they start bleeding really easily, but it`s a first step. Whether or not I`ll be able to grow back feet or not is still up to chance. I wonder if lobbed-off appendages heal back on in the lobby? Hmm. This might actually be a very important thing to know about&

　　Unfortunately, I know just the guy to ask. Damn it. I hate that I keep having to crawl back to him.

　　Huffing, I open the community tab and enter the only chatroom I`m still a member of.

　　who the secret leader is supposed to be? :(>

　　the Hard exec actually knows.>

　　Whoever it is we`ll just take him down too.>

　　mole>

　　I couldn`t see him scrolling up a little, but there should be some way of getting hold of him.

　　Miss Kitty returned. have you reached

　　level 40 yet kitty lol>

　　but to answer your question Moleman

　　is currently challenging the 23rd.

　　It`s very hectic.>

　　to ask him something, just send him a PM.

　　Also, stop being so rude. >:(>

　　a real curse word. :/>

　　I exit the chat. Send a PM&

　　But that`s so& personal.

　　If I do that, it`ll look like I actually care about his opinion and what he has to say or something. And that`s weak. Ugh.

　　&But I don`t have much of a choice. I kind of need to know whether or not I`ll get my feet back or if I should just start looking for peg legs. Although it hurts, I go into the members list of the SOUTH Korea chat and look up Moleman. Once I`m on his profile, I press the send personal message button. And now, I just stare at the screen. It`s empty. Blank. Tabula rasa.

　　My fingers tremble. I take a long, deep breath.

　　And then I get to typing.

　　do limb regen in lobby or

　　like if u hve high healing or do they

　　jus not>

　　I stare at the message I`ve typed. After a moment of thinking, I pull up the keyboard again and add a little word.

　　do limb regen in lobby or

　　like if u hve high healing or do they

　　jus not

　　thx>

　　Send.

　　I feel hot and ashamed. But there`s nothing more for me to do in the community tab, so I put away the window.

　　We`re still moving. I guess I`d better keep meditating because right now, if I tried to walk, I`d just scratch up my feet again and the situation from before would just repeat.

　　Ah, hang on. The priest is staring at me. I stare back at him. His eyes slowly fall to the pool of blood below me that`s currently soaked into the floorboards. I say nothing and he gives no comment. After a few seconds, he goes back to reading. Yeah, you better!

　　Mrr. My back itches. Oh, yeah, I`m still prickly with arrows. I should probably push them out, or pull them through, depending on the situation. And then there`s also the huge spear. I guess I`d better get to it. Haaah, this is starting to feel eerily nostalgic.

　　I start with the spear because it`s the easiest. I really do just have to push it through, but then the hole that it plugged and that I had healed around is opened again and I`m bleeding like an uncorked wine barrel. I think I can feel someone looking at me with worry, but it doesn`t matter. This much blood is still fine, I think. The more important thing is my lung. I close my eyes and start to meditate.