29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

Last night I had a rough dinner, so I slowly and firmly took my lunch out of my wake.

Piña also serves solemnly today without making any particular tease of herself.

I had a tender grin when my eyes met.

I don't know, that 'yeah, I know' face. I'm subtly irritated.

"Well, what are we gonna do today?"

"Right, especially if I have to say this. I'm sorry."

By the way, it was appropriate to ask Marr about the marriage and say that the adventurers were with each other.

Citizens and aristocrats who settle in the city will submit marriage notices to Kitin and the bureau, and they will go through the prescribed procedures for weddings, etc., but in the case of adventurers, they are to the extent of registering their surnames and so on in the Adventurer's Guild with precision.

Then do it, or I'll say.

"Right, let's do it!

"Let's go to the guild."

You can still drink tea and booze there after registering, and if you're bored, you can move your body in the training area.

Besides, it's time to go to other cities because we've got plenty of money, equipment and fighting power.

I've come to different worlds around the corner, so it's not bad for sightseeing to travel.

This crossroads aren't tourist enough, and we'll be able to gather information about it.

Marl nodded honestly to see if there were any differences, so we headed to the Adventurers Guild after dinner.

"Hey, are you here? The Knights are calling."

When I got to the guild, Woots's old man said that.

Is it related to the previous troll exorcism?

Ask the old man, it seems I'm the only one being called in.

I mean, Marl can't take him.

"What do you think?

"... solicitation to the Knights, I hope so"

The look on Marl's face is serious, unlike the look on his happy face in the morning.

I also feel that the atmosphere that wraps it up is tense at any rate.

"It felt like a call or an invitation. I don't think they're gonna do anything wrong."

The old man with the opposite woots is an optimistic story.

I'm worried about Marr's attitude, but if the opponent becomes the Knights, he can't go shikato either.

"Marl needs to stay in the guild because I don't know what it is. We're still in the middle of something, but we're moving to another city, so I need you to look at the right place and gather information."

"Okay. Be careful, Mr. Tysi."

Rarely would it happen if you were in the guild.

I'm leaving the guild for the Knights' quarters.

It must have been in the West End.

Oh, I forgot to re-register my name.

When I visited the Royal Army garrison, they led me to the Knights' Stuff, as if my visit had already been well known.

Crossroads are one of the cities belonging to the kingdom of Calendyl, ruled by Taisho, who takes turns every five years.

Taishou is served by powerful nobles among the kingdoms of Calendyl, and nobles with more than counts are appointed, apparently.

By the way, do you think the title in the Kingdom of Calendill is Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, Baron, Associate Baron from above?

In fact, there are other details, for example, those who are recited by knights also receive the title of jazz and are treated as aristocrats.

They also have other honorary nobles who can't be attacked for a generation. For example, are mercenaries and adventurers who mention martial arts medals sometimes entrusted to Sir Emeritus?

All this knowledge is a takeover and sale from Marr.

So, what am I doing when they call me?

"Oh, my God!

"Until then! Winner, Lord Tysi!

I was in a mock fight with the knights for some reason.

He waited a little after being guided, so he had raised the level of swordsmanship and long weaponry to 4 and the fight to level 3.

Various other types of magic that I had mastered were also taken to level 3.

The result or level is a streak of victories against the Knights of Excellence.

Speaking of which, Demon Martial Arts was not on the list of obtainable skills.

Validating skills acquisition is likely to be quite difficult when some skills are not represented on the skills list.

I'm still getting points, so I'm trying to get some magic skills that might be useful.

"Or a sword arm to manipulate all that magic..."

"These kinds of delicacies rarely appear in adventurers, so don't be insulted."

The knights touring the simulation are talking to Hisohiso.

Fuhihihisarsen, this is cheesy.

The next opponent shows up and comes to pay a tribute.

I thanked him for it and set up a mock sword.

Even when I say a simulated sword, it's an iron sword that just pulled the blade, so if you hit it properly, the meat can rip and the bones can be crushed.

It is only a substitute to the extent that it is somewhat better than serious.

You think it's a measure to gain a sense of closeness to action even with some injuries?

Apparently, the magician will heal the injury.

"Ha!

An opponent's knight is slaughtered as he stretches out his temperamental voice.

He swung his sword into his body as he stepped into it and hit it from his back on his empty stomach.

Oh, my God. Iron Mountain lean, but I blew up a knight in metal armor because he also has a fighting skill level of 3.

But the blown knight regains his posture with a brilliant sense of balance and is slashed again.

"Whoa, whoa!

"Wow!

Now put your swords together and meet for a couple of matches.

There are only three levels of swordsmanship in the boulder and the other knight is sharp and powerful.

But now I'm a master of swordsmanship level four, the world's leading class.

Use your strength to divert the sword that has been waved, and strike the sword with the blade to be returned.

A voice rose from the referee where he put a perfect blade on the neck of the knight who had removed his sword.

"Winner! Lord Tysi!

Cheers and applause wind up from the Knights of the Gallery in Captain Waltz's declaration.

I shook hands with my mock opponent, gave each other a hand before putting my mock sword in my sheath.

The opponent seems to have hurt his hand and is on his way to the therapist's magician.

Unfortunately, today's magicians are middle-aged old men, not blonde Boyne magicians.

"That's a great sword move, to a member of our Knights... no, would you like to be our sword guide?

It is Mr Twaning, the leader of the Knights garrison on Crossroads, who has spoken out so.

He is an authentic nobleman with the title of Viscount.

"No, no, no, no, it's an honor, but I like free, casual adventurer running. And I'm not sure how to be polite, so that's kind of..."

"Hmm, that's too bad."

Captain Twaning roared really sorry when I waved my hands and laughed bitterly.

I can't seem to live freely, but I don't want to serve the palace.

Maybe I won't be able to flirt in the morning. Heh heh.

"Yeah, so, what could I do for you today?

I was suddenly thrown into a mock fight when I was guided, but that's not the only reason.

"Um, because this waltz said there was an adventurer with sights. One thing I wanted to see with this eye is your prowess in disgrace. And another thing to do is to give you a medal for your recent role in troll extermination."

Someone who looked like a butler who had refrained behind him brings something like a black basin.

"I have institutional problems giving money directly. I don't care if it's a substitute, but I need you to deliver this."

That's what Captain Twaning has been offering me a dagger from the top of the basin.

I humbly receive it with both hands and bow my head.

The dagger given has been delivered to a leather sheath and is heavy with Zushiri.

"Can I pull it out and look at it?

Captain Twaning nods at my words.

With all due respect, I say no and then pull the dagger out of my sheath.

It is obvious that steel colours that dull reflect sunlight are well forged.

Sharp tips, thick, boneless single blades. The pattern head is engraved with a text that I don't really understand.

You've seen it somewhere.

Oh yeah, it's a stripping knife that comes out of some hunting game that was popular in the original world. Looks just like that one.

"Boneless but beautiful delicacy."

If you activate the appraisal eye, it will appear as a hunter knife.

It doesn't have any particular effect, but it looks like a pretty good product.

Put it in the sheath and use the belt attached to the sheath to secure it behind your hips.

It has a stopper so it never comes out on its own, and fits nicely and perfectly.

"Sounds like you like it."

"Yes, thank you"

I was just wondering if I should buy a dagger, so it was just good.

Things look good, too, and it's a boat to cross.

"By the way, are you still in this city for a while?

"Right… not today or tomorrow, but I think we'll be moving in not too far away. I haven't even decided where I'm going yet."

"Hmm, tell the Knights where you're going before you leave. If it's a town the size of which is in the kingdom, it's mostly garrisoned by the Royal Army, I'll write you a letter of introduction."

Honestly thank Captain Twaning for his offer.

I'm not sure what the benefits would be if you wrote me a reference, but I guess you're saying it in good faith, so let's be honest with you.

"By the way, I hear Lord Tysi is also good at magic..."

You still want me to do it!?

Shooting magic at boulders was too dangerous, so it meant training magicians together.

I don't know any fine theories, and I don't care what happens, I...

"Welcome to Crossroads Platoon, Magic Corps of the Kingdom of Calendyl"

Captain Twaning took me to the Magic Soldiers' Stuff a short walk from the Knights' Training Ground.

Apparently, there are such organizations as Magic Soldiers and Knights within a larger organization called the Karendyl Royal Army.

What I was packing there was the face of the Magic Corps, including the Magic Soldier the other day.

Introduce yourself as you shake hands with the people of the Magic Soldiers.

The magician in the example seems to be named Lynette.

"By the way, can you tell me what you're good at before you start training?"

"Good Attributes?

What you've heard is another middle-aged magician from earlier at the Knights' training ground.

Looks like a platoon leader from Crossroads Platoon. I think it was named Marx.

If you look at it with an appraisal eye, he was the Baron Emeritus.

"? Don't you know what you're good at?

"Oh, I don't. I taught my master magic, but I only taught him how to do theoretical things."

"Well, that was a unique training."

That's what I said and with a cramped grin he took out something like palm-sized glass balls.

You just took it out of the void, didn't you? Can I use the treasure box?

"Try gripping this for about thirty seconds, so you know the general amount of magic and the attributes you're good at"

"Okay."

When I grabbed the glass sphere handed to me, the glass sphere was getting hot from around ten seconds or so later.

The light also has some violently bright, obviously nasty vibes.

"Oh, hey, are you okay with this"

"Oh, that's crazy? Did it malfunction?

The brightness of light intensified as he spoke so, and the sphere began to tremble with a blurb.

What's this frightening! I'm so hot!

Baggin '!

There was a crack in the glass sphere, and the light subsided, making a noise that

Silence wraps around the area.

"You're frightened, Sman."

"Aung, Yindayo"

Mr. Marx received a broken glass ball from above my palm.

And look back and speak to Lynette and the others.

"Bring me the meter from the warehouse in the back, hurry"

"Ha, ha!

Lynette and a few others rushed to the back of the jar.

Marx grabbed my shoulder tightly and wouldn't let go.

"... you know?

"Well, well, well... why don't we sit down and talk slowly. Captain Twaning must also be present."

He pulls me to the table without telling me whether or not he has a powerful smile.

Captain Twaning and Captain Waltz, who accompanied him, also have a harsh look.

"You, Tysi, were you? Where are you from?

"Uh, it's rural. I don't think you know about chickens."

"Oh, I see, chickens."

The magicians who left earlier while doing so brought something like crystal balls and stone plates.

Mr. Marx spreads them on his desk and connects them from the pedestal of a crystal ball to a tablet like a wire of metal.

Then he embedded something like a small jewel in the stone slab, and finally when he glanced at the stone slab several times, the written part of the letter began to glow.

The crystal ball itself emits a pale light.

"What's this?

"It's a magic tool called a status checker. It quantifies a person's magic power and talent and displays the skills they are acquiring. Hate, if it's authentic, it doesn't spread because it needs expensive Demon Stones to operate."

It seems that a new model with low operating costs has recently been developed in Wangdu, but Marx is said to have finished preparing.

"Come on, Mr. Tysi! Put your hands on the crystal ball!

I'm anxious to be honest, but it's not an atmosphere I can say no to.

I don't know if you're okay. I don't know if I can find out you're weird.

When I put my hand on the crystal ball while I think about that, the glowing letters begin to output into the air.

[Name] Tysi-Mituba [Age] 19 years old

[Level] 12

[Vitality] 182 [Magic Power] 503

[Muscle Strength] 156 [Endurance] 161 [Agility] 141

[Clever] 117 [Magic] 260

[Mastery] Swordsmanship 4 Fighting 3 Long Weapon 4 Shooting 1 Demonic Fighting 2

Fire Magic 3 Water Magic 3 Wind Magic 3 Earth Magic 3 Pure Magic 3 Life Magic

Recovery Magic 3 Body Enhancement 1 Magic Enhancement 1 Magic Recovery 1 Negotiation 2 Cooking 1

Appraisal Eye

Whoa, my status is exposed.

That's awesome. Status checker, does the level show as floor level?

But you don't seem to see the skill points.

I mean, 19? I'm 29 years old.

You're young? Sure enough, it was a rush to the metabolic belly.

"No, this is amazing."

That's what I said and looked around, but everyone on this scene was holding their mouth open and solidified.

That, what's wrong with this?

"At level 12, this value is… all abnormal, but it doesn't fly and has an abnormal amount of magic and magic"

"Swordsmanship and long weaponry are four," he said...!?

Starting with Mr. Marx and Captain Waltz, Lynette and the magicians are also spinning stunning words in their mouths.

That, I have a bad feeling about this.

"... you're a brave man (right)"

No, it's not. It's not like that, really.

That is, deny it.

Strong adventurer, I don't like it when it comes to being a brave man or something, but I don't like it when it comes to obligations and smudges.

Are you going to throw out the Demon King without killing him or a lot of money!? Like some famous game! Like some famous game!

"As I said earlier, I just lived with my master in one country. My parents weren't from a brave family or anything, and the only reason I lived with my master was because my parents died of an epidemic disease and they took it from me."

"Give it up. When this number comes up at that level, there is no deception. I mean, it doesn't matter where you're from."

Captain Twaning shakes his head.

What is the basic difference in the growth of status?

"Look, a regular person only grows about one to three talents each time one level goes up. Even though the initial value fluctuates somewhat by qualities. This number is obviously an anomaly, except for the brave. Especially since you're losing your magic value."

Mr. Marx is coming after us.

Come on, I can't think of an excuse.

"Uh... I surrender. What happens when you're a brave man?"

"Firstly, a number of obligations arise. One is the obligation to report the place of stay. I have to report to the Adventurer Guild as to where I am or the national army in my country of stay. And the other is the obligation to respond to requests from the state to appear. A brave man is obliged to comply with a request for appearance from his country of residence"

Captain Twaning answered me.

Regardless of your first duty, your second duty is troublesome.

Besides, what would you do if you were in the middle of a request or something? Are you going to tell me to throw it out?

"Conversely, there are benefits to be received from the country. One is the issuance of an unconditional and acceptable bill of lading for movement between states. The journey will be easier because it will basically be a free pass when it comes to the passage of places of detention and the entry and exit of the city. If there are other items concerning the second obligation but there is an appearance from the State, at that point the full support of the staying State will be received for every project in which the brave man was involved. For example, if you were working as an adventurer, you wouldn't have to copy to throw out a request. The country of residence will take over everything under its responsibility."

Well, that's less restrictive than I thought.

"There's a lot more to it, but a lot of it's around there. As a nation, we want to use the great power of the brave, that we have enough to pay for it. You will be asked to appear in relation to the exorcism of demons that are difficult to deal with with with with the forces of a nation such as the Knights"

"... you mean it will operate as an exclusive shared force against demons across the hedge of the country"

To my words, Captain Twaning raised a picky, one-eyebrow.

"I will try not to think too deeply. I don't want to be able to fight a nation even with me."

I've seen stories like that in the original world.

The end of a brave man.

"That's wise. Later, you will go to Wang Du to get officially certified as a brave man."

That being said, Captain Twaning took his seat and withdrew with Captain Waltz.

Later, the faces of the Magic Corps are left behind.

"You are the first brave man in more than fifty years in the kingdom of Calendyl. It'll be tough, but good luck with that."

Mr. Marx pounds and pounds like he works.

There's a professional wizard around the corner, so why don't you ask him a lot?

Right, do you hear magic that's convenient for the camp if you hit it?

"If that's the case, can you tell me about magic? I learned four attributes and pure magic from my master, but I only know about other magic by name..."

I smell like kina.

Information is a weapon.

Let's collect as much as we can.