Bored Gamer in Other World

"Sister?" I called to wake her up from her dazed state. I was already used to these kind of reactions from the female specie the moment i entered the city.

And to think that a holy maiden would still be affected by my munificent charm pleased me to no end.

"Hi." was all she uttered after some time. Will I fuck a devout servant of these lands? Let's see. HAHAHA!

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"Who is this?" Sister Roselyn asked after she noticed that I was not alone in my quest. Jealous so fast, aren't we?

"She's my attendant. Her name is Aurora." I replied.

"Good morning, Sister." my bitch amply greeted the veiled sexy woman.

"A pleasant morning to you too, Aurora." the sister put some fake life on her voice and stood up.

"Come with me, Master Clone." Roselyn cleverly shortened my name and led me towards one of the rooms inside the hospital.

"He is Mr. Du. He's been practically in and out of this place due to fever. All of the healers had tried to cure him but ultimately failed in the end.

Please treat his sickness, Master Clone." Sister Roselyn was testing my abilities. Open your eyes and learn cunt. HAHAHA!

"Let me, Sister." I answered promptly and sat beside the weak sleeping man.

I touched his forehead and pressed roughly and noted that even this deliberate disturbance hasn't woken him up which would indicate how deep his ailments had assailed his faculties already.

"High temperature…"

"Lack of response…"

"Erratic heartbeat…" I listed these obvious things and checked my patient's palm for his pulse.

"I have a treatment for this disease. It's caused by small insects in the wild called Mosquito Tigers!" the art of making names was still strong in me. HAHAHA!

"Please bring me a glass of water." I said my diagnoses and looked at the expectant faces of my audience.

"At once, Master Clone!" Dylan replied and quickly left the scene to get what I asked for.

"Here you are, Master." the old man reported and lent me one glass of cold water.

I took a syringe from the concealed pockets within my impeccable attire and pressed a drop of nanobot medicine unto the liquid. Then rubbed the contaminated water upon the body of the sick man.

"Hmmm. All done." I sighed deep and took the image of a weary scientist.

"But… Where are you…" Sister Roselyn called for me after I stood up and turned my back on the slumbering patient.

"My body feels light…" I heard the tentative words of the sick man and I smiled while continuing my prance of victory.

"You can start visiting the patients, Master Clone. Thank you for your service. The Radiant Church shall offer you half of the payments with every sick person you heal."

Sister Roselyn said after she saw how effective I was in healing those who were afflicted.

"Thank you, Sister. This is my calling and I shall do my best in helping those in need of my service."

2nd patient

10th patient

333rd patient

"Is he still not stopping?" Sister Roselyn asked Old Man Dylan.

"I guess not yet, Sister." The old man replied.

"With the way he's been going, we would run out of sick patients by night time." Roselyn muttered as she looked at the bright angry sun outside the structure.

"Why don't you take a rest, Master Clone." Sister Roselyn suggested behind me.

"I'm almost done, Sister. A second. And I'm good." I replied and turned around to look at the beautifully sculpted maiden before me. I swiftly roamed my vision on her body until I stopped intently at her eyes.

"620 patients cured and accounted for." I announced with a smile and awaited her reaction.

"You still have one more patient left to see, Master Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098."

I heard a voice reached my ears and I couldn't help but feel all the hairs on my body straightened up in attention until a hot breeze shrouded my being to erase every fiber of hair on my body.

FUCK!

Even the hairs on my balls went bald. HAHAHA!

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"Greetings, City Lord!" Sister Roselyn was the first one to react and properly treated the newcomer with profound respect.

While I reached down and materialized my cool black cap from beneath my robes. I put in on my bald head then observed the fucking slut who made my body as smooth as a baby's.

"You may rise." the cunt said after she saw the bowed heads of her audience but her vision retained their attention solely on my person. But I looked at her with my back straight and proud.

Dream on if you think you could make me blink, fucker!

"Welcome, City Lord! Do you perhaps need some treatment on you or a family member?" I asked frankly to the woman who wore majestic robes.

Though her garments failed in comparison to what I wore tonight. Only the aura of power that shrouded her in rosy light added mystique unto herself that I could never dream to imitate naturally.

What a showoff!

"Yes. I have need of your service, Shaman of the Far East." she replied and looked at me with eyes bleeding with fire.

"Very well. Follow me." I turned my back and took off the cap on my head to reveal long lustrous blood hairs that was vastly different from the one I sported when I got here.

This bitch may have call me a shaman when she noticed the automatic regeneration of mane on my head

so I had adapted quickly and dispensed one that certainly followed the trend of men's hairstyle in most of the parts of this world.

"It is not for me, Shaman. You will have to follow me." I heard her voice and a force stopped my steps to further move away from the spot I stood.

I turned around and could see the crimson robes she wore flowing quite delicately behind her attractive back.

"Very well. I will come back once I'm done with my business on the city lord's mansion, Sister Roselyn.. See you later."