Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

On the road back from Indore to Cyclo.

A wilderness with nothing, a street built to the point of apology.

This world, where dungeons drop (produce) everything, has a lonely end-of-century vibe with few cities and people gone if at all away from the dungeons.

Margaret and I were walking on a path with nothing like that.

Unlike me, who dressed like an adventurer, Margaret dresses like The Princess the other way around.

Clear, elegant, full of elegance.

That makes quite a mismatch with this wilderness.

"So Lyota is the head of that Indore?

"There are other village chiefs, I'm only the president of the Dungeon Society, and they hire me."

"The president of the association is overwhelmingly in a better position than the village chief. No city or village can do without a dungeon."

"... that's right"

Unlike Cliff, Margaret knows a lot about common sense in this world.

No city or village can do it without a dungeon, so the president of the dungeon association is overwhelmingly in a better position than the village chief, etc.

I know that, but I'm not used to the "long" position myself.

There was no such thing as Dohei in the company of the original world, and there had been no new hires for years past Black and no juniors in the company.

Chief, I'm not really familiar with the position you take over the so-called people.

"So those people were helped by Lyota, too."

"Don't be like that. I did the first attack on the rescue and the dungeon."

And doubling the drop on the dungeon - I'm not saying this.

I don't know if it's the Dungeon Spirit or God, but I thought the presence of Aurum was silent.

"That's Lyota."

"More than that..."

I looked around and made sure no one was around before I asked her.

"Those four aren't following you?

"You mean Rato, Sosha, Play, Builder?

"Oh."

That was definitely the name.

He's here.

"Huh? Where?

"Lato"

"Ha."

"Whew!"

When Margaret called, one of the knights suddenly appeared diagonally beside him.

He appears like a ghost without sound and follows him in a cleverly "follow the princess" position with a step back.

"Duh, where were you"

……

Lato didn't answer my question.

"Come on, where is it?

Margaret tilted her little neck, she doesn't seem to understand either.

Rato, who had no indication of answering my question at all, answered Margaret's solitary question.

"We are at all times at liberty to refrain from any place where we can take orders from Margaret and where we will not be disturbed if we need them."

"That's what I'm saying."

"Why, it doesn't explain anything at all."

"Good day, Lato, that's enough."

"Ha."

Lato gently lowered his head and disappeared as it was.

I've been watching that for a long time, and the moment I blinked, it disappeared.

It's as if he wasn't there from the beginning.

"... come on, you're erasing your footprints too"

There are only footprints of me and Margaret in the wilderness, though dozens of meters. I found no footprints of Lato anywhere that I should have walked side by side.

"It's like summoning or something, no, it's more than that"

"Really?

"And that attitude. Yeah, it's been since I saw Sempai's parsley."

"What's a parsley?

Don't you see, Pasili, can't you help being a princess?

"Baked noodle bread, juice, that sort of thing. It's the lower end of the order."

"Then you must all be Pasilli."

"To?"

"Sosha, have some cold tea"

"Here."

"Ooh!"

Unexpectedly, I was surprised.

Behind Margaret's diagonal, a different man appeared this time.

Where did the man bring it from, he offered Margaret an iced glass.

It looks delicious when I find it limping with condensed droplets in the glass.

"Thank you."

"Joy."

The moment Margaret received it, Sosha disappeared again without sound.

I'm a knight in my outfit... but aren't these people contents ninjas?

"That's really amazing. Don't get me interested in how far you're going to go."

"Do you have any?

"Yeah, yeah."

"If Lyota says so."

Margaret stopped.

"Lato, Sosha, Play, Builder"

Calling the four names, he had stopped, and now instead of diagonally backing, all four showed up in front of Margaret, on one knee and drooling his head.

Appearances are ninjas, tricks are knights.

The imbalance was a little strange.

"How far are you willing to help me?

When Margaret asks the question, the four of them barely make it between them, not even in a hurry.

I said it out in a tone that was completely unmistakable.

"Live for Master Margaret"

"I will die for Master Margaret"

"All the joy of Lord Margaret"

"I have everything for Master Margaret."

"Believers! I'm a complete believer now!

"Thank you."

When Margaret said so, the four disappeared again without sound.

"And so I say. Are you convinced?

"Convinced, I thought it was going to be amazing."

"Is that it? But you just received sand from Margaret. I was afraid I wouldn't accept this kind of arrangement."

"He deserves death, such as refusing to give it to Margaret."

"Whew!"

"Can I help you?

I was surprised enough to jump up, but Margaret was decent.

I look around, now I do get whispered by someone in my ear, but no one even looks around.

Besides... I feel like my voice was different from my normal voice.

Something amazing, even amazing.

The surprise subsided and I calmed down, but I was also convinced.

"You're a real believer. Well, Margaret's been like an idol since we met. He sold airboxes and stuff."

"What's an idol?

"Yeah? Oh... it's about the race we all like"

I answered her with my interpretation.

"From everyone...... is it?

"Right."

"... Lyota too?

"Huh?"

"Even from Lyota...... do they like you?

Dokin.

Margaret turns to me and asks me as I look straight at her.

Moist eyes, red cheeks.

This is like... Wait, wait, wait.

Idol shouldn't be in love or married...

"I like Lyota... Lyota likes you?

A fast ball with no small work was thrown in.

Critically, I hit him straight in the chest.

It was thrilling, my heart rate jumped all at once.

……

Margaret stares at me with her wet eyes.

When I was thrilled and flustered, she was gradually in trouble, sad, and about to spill tears.

"After all, no...?

"No, that's not true!

"Is it true?

"Oh! I think I like it, but -"

There's something about Elsa, and I've had very little experience with that before in the first place.

I don't know what to do.

And I'm lost.

My vision unexpectedly darkened, conveying a soft feeling to my lips.

About 0.1 seconds of contact, a kiss that just snaps like a little bird.

Kiss.

My head grew brighter.

"- Oh, my God!

Margaret, on the other hand, blushed even more. The boiled product turned bright red like this.

"Lato, Sosha, Play, Builder! My face."

"" "" Ha!

Four ninja knights appeared without sound, surrounding Margaret from all sides.

"Ugh... oh, I'm so sorry!

Still embarrassed, Margaret was escorted by the four of them and ran away with her face covered with her hands.

I was left with a poker, too.

"Lord Satoh."

"Whew!"

One of the knights who escorted Margaret was directly beside him.

It's just... Was it Rato?

No, no, wait, wait, wait. Didn't we just walk away together to protect Margaret?

Why are you by my side?

I panicked, for example, but Lato was perfectly flat.

He stared straight at me, serious everywhere... and said quietly in the face of rigid honesty itself.

"I've never seen Master Margaret seem so happy."

"Huh? Oh..."

I was like, "What the hell are you doing to the princess, you filthy bastard! I imagined they would say," What they said was the opposite of that.

"Keep it coming."

So Lato disappeared again after a grace.

"Whatever..."

Lato told me to remind me of the feeling of a kiss.

I imagined "things" going on "with Margaret, and her heart rate bounced more and more.