Shoujo Grand Summoning Chapter 1270: Waking up, the trump card?

His consciousness returned to him.

His mind stirred into consciousness.

Wu Yan opened his eyes as pain assaulted him the moment he came back to reality.

He is lying on a bed.

The chandelier rained down its soft glow on him. When the wind blew, the chandelier chimed. There is a soft golden radiance in the room.

Upon further inspection, that light came from the setting sun outside the window.

“Where am I?...”

Wu Yan got up. His head is still dizzy. He tried to recall what happened before he got knocked out.

Wu Yan couldn’t believe it.

“Why? What kind of ambush was that? I used Yukari’s Red Jade and I still got knocked out. Who did that?”

Wu Yan expected some kind of misfortune when he entered this world.

When he landed in Toaru no Majutsu Index, the System gave him the ID of a thug. He landed with spacequakes in Date A Live twice, which placed him on the AST’s radar.

This is the first time he got ambushed so badly.

That explosion was enough to kill him at least once even if he had raised his guard.

That attack should have been demigod-level at least.

A demigod in this universe?

So unlucky?

Wu Yan wanted System to answer him.

This is a world of dragons and humans.

The System told him that the planet passively deleted beings of immense magical powers.

He got hit by those blasts of pure lifeforce energy because he had too much magic power. That triggered an incredible immune response from the planet itself. It tried to expunge Wu Yan with those Astral blasts.

In any case, it was a coincidence that he came upon a world that resisted magical beings like him.

“W-what? How is that possible?”

Wu Yan felt upset.

“Is it my fault my magic power’s too strong?”

He isn’t going to get his answer so he can only swallow his frustration.

The planet attacked him, is he going to destroy the planet in retaliation?

“Ugh.”

Wu Yan shook his head.

“I should just suck it up. Where am I anyway?”

Wu Yan got nearly disintegrated by the direct planetary Astral blast. His immense regenerative powers healed him but his mind didn’t return even though his body was healed up.

After that, he lost track of himself.

He also doesn’t know why he’s here.

He tried to remove the blanket only to discover green orbs around him.

“The heck?”

Wu Yan wanted to touch the green orbs when the door opened.

A lady with orange-red hair entered. She looked like a refined daughter of nobility.

The lady noticed Wu Yan’s gaze. She gave him a stunning smile.

“Ara, you woke up already?”

The redhead sat on Wu Yan’s bed. She examined Wu Yan from head to toes.

“How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere?”

“N-no.”

Wu Yan replied.

“Did you save me?”

“Y-yes.”

The lady also didn’t expect Wu Yan to adjust so soon.

She is highly aware of her own charms.

She’s not being narcissistic, that’s what people around her told her.

Nobles and females alike, nobody could resist her charms. Wu Yan is probably the first one who got used to her appearance in less than a few minutes. There are people who can resist her beauty too, however, those people tend to be wise individuals in their 60s or above.

To be able to look past her beauty, Wu Yan is one of the only peers her age that could do so.

The lady gave Wu Yan a brighter smile.

“Hi, I am Rebecca, Rebecca Randall.”

Rebecca introduced herself.

“What’s your name?”

“M-me?”

Wu Yan scratched his cheek.

Judging by her name, this world probably had the same naming convention as Silvaria.

His name would make him stand out.

After giving his name, the lady will most likely inquire about what happened to him, how he got knocked out, and where he came from. Wu Yan doesn’t want a resident of this universe to know about his background.

It wouldn’t be fun if he got pegged as a suspicious individual.

Wu Yan has never seen this universe’s original work. He is as out of the water as when he arrived in Strike the Blood, if not more so.

In any case, he should get Rebecca to tell him more about this world.

Wu Yan cannot spout random BS or he might give himself away.

This is the time to use his killer trump card.

Wu Yan came out with a brilliant idea. He held his head in anguish.

“I-I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

Rebecca frowned.

“Why?”

“I-I You, I don’t…”

Wu Yan bitterly laughed.

He is also laughing at himself for having to resort to cheap tricks.

“Do you remember what happened before you became unconscious? Or, do you remember where you came from?”

Rebecca started questioning him as Wu Yan expected. He rustled his hair frantically while shaking his head.

“Ah…”

Rebecca mused out loud.

“Seems like you have amnesia.”

Wu Yan silently cheered.

Looks like she bought his amnesia act.