Journey from Overlord

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"Maria, this is the magician who helped us drive away the werewolves and healed you," Susan whispered in the girl's ear.

"That..." Maria blushed slightly.

"Excuse me, are you the Lord God?"

"No." Aya had grown accustomed to this question, having explained it many times each day.

Her mental state was still unstable, and Aya could see it in the girl's condition.

"Take this." Aya handed an item she found in the corner of her inventory to Maria.

It was a necklace with a silver cross pendant and a red gem in the center.

A beautiful, but ultimately useless trinket—this was Aya's evaluation. She had crafted it when her level was still very low. Originally, she had planned to imbue it with the ability to summon angels, but it failed.

A lot of materials were wasted, and in the end, it turned out to be a mere toy—average properties, with just one added effect: "Increased Mental Endurance."

Crafting failures like this were common in the game. Usually, one would just accept it and toss the item into the inventory.

However, today, she found a use for it. Recycling at its best. For the girl in front of her, "Increased Mental Endurance" would be very helpful.

"Can I really accept it?" Maria asked in a trembling voice.

"Take it." Aya didn't say that it was just a small gadget that no one would buy for even a hundred gold.

Maria extended her trembling hands to take the necklace. She clasped it tightly in both hands and held it close to her chest.

"God, I will cherish this forever."

In truth, it wasn't something that warranted such reverence. Aya had several sets of similar necklaces, all successful designs with more useful abilities, such as enhancing strength, defense, or other attributes. However, those required a minimum level of 70 to use, far beyond Maria's current ability.

"Master Magician." The door of the house suddenly opened, and the village representatives, including the old woman, entered.

"We unanimously decided to follow the magician's proposal." Aya was not surprised by the result, but she couldn't help feeling pleased to see things moving smoothly.

For the villagers, the decision made perfect sense. All they had to do was think it through a little. Aya's proposal, even in the worst-case scenario, was a deal where they paid money for her protection—protection from a powerful wizard, potentially stronger than a steel-level adventurer.

Furthermore, she had promised them oxen and magic to aid with farming, making it an ideal solution to the villagers' struggles.

On the other hand, the villagers were well aware that they owed Aya a great deal, whether for solving the werewolf problem or treating the wounded. The value of her help far exceeded what they could repay.

In a situation where all they could offer was gratitude, how could they possibly refuse her generous offer?

"Also, if possible, please tell us your name, Master Magician. I feel a little intimidated when you always call me that." After the deal was confirmed, the old woman made a request that was not really a request.

The name? Aya realized that if they were to have more interactions, using "Magician" all the time wouldn't be fitting. In truth, Aya's profession was summoning and priesthood, whereas Preya was the true magician.

"Aya." After a brief hesitation, Aya thought about her surname.

In the game, she could simply use her nickname, "Aya," but in this world, surnames were important.

She considered having a surname that connected her to her two daughters, beyond blood. The surname she used in her previous life wouldn't fit the cultural atmosphere of medieval Europe, but then, by chance, a name came to mind.

It was a name that felt strangely familiar, as though she had heard it in a dream.

"Aya Tiamat." After saying it, Aya felt a slight tremor in her chest.

"Aya Tiamat... God." Behind her, Maria held the silver cross in her hands and bowed her head to pray.

Maria silently vowed to engrave this name deeply into her soul.

After reviewing all her skills related to "mechanical engineering," Aya felt overwhelmed.

Most players who specialize in summoning in YGGDRASIL focus on one direction—such as elemental, angelic, or undead summons. This ensures efficient use of enhanced skills and saves points that would otherwise go into prerequisite skills.

For example, a player who has invested heavily in upgrading their undead summons will be able to summon much stronger undead than another player who divided their points between elemental and undead skills. Due to MP limitations, casting times, and cooldowns, the number of creatures both summoners can call upon will be roughly the same.

Aya, on the other hand, specializes in the life system. To put it simply, she can summon all kinds of living beings. She has invested a lot of resources in this area and, with her race as the Mother Goddess of Life, she's confident in her summoning abilities.

However, this doesn't mean she neglects other systems. In fact, aside from the Undead system, which has poor compatibility with her race, Aya has dabbled in other summoning areas.

Why? Because of "compatibility." The game world is vast, and there are all sorts of copies and enemies. Different attributes and races may be countered or restrained by certain forces.

For instance, if a boss in a dungeon has the ability to strip elements, an elemental summoner would be severely disadvantaged. Likewise, if a character is in a life-restricted zone, their abilities in the life system would be greatly diminished.

A skilled summoner knows how to adapt, even when their main system is weak in certain areas. Aya, as a top summoner, is fully aware of this and continues to improve in all aspects.

Currently, she is studying the mechanical system, represented by "mechanical engineering," which is also an area she's explored before.

However, the results so far are underwhelming.

"Ugh, so weak. The mechanism is so weak." Aya muttered as she lay on the bed, kicking her feet in frustration. Her expression was one of childish dissatisfaction.

After getting used to the various powerful buffs from the life system, it was hard to be pleased with the attributes of other systems.

The wooden Grem, created with "Basic Mechanism Manufacturing," was level 33, had weak combat capabilities, and lacked any special abilities. Its overall combat power was probably less than level 30.

Its advantages? It had higher durability. If made with the right wood and not just magic, it could exist forever, without needing food or magic after manufacture.

After three days of testing, the best wood for creating Grem was found in the forest. Aya made ten Grem and sent them to Ester Village, where they were tasked with helping to build walls and warehouses.

Given their level, these Grem could at least move large trees. Hopefully, they would prove useful.

If not, she'd have to upgrade to a Bronze Grem, with an average level of 55.

Now, it was time to think about the oxen she had promised the villagers. Aya fell into deep thought.

Originally, she had planned to summon Earthshakers or other cattle-like monsters, but after careful consideration, she realized they weren't suited for farming.

No matter the speed, these creatures were too fast, and their tempers were too bad. Controlling them would be difficult, and they might throw the farmers off in the process.