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

City of Samethylene.

Cell and I came this far in a rickshaped rickshaw.

The streets of Cyclo were medieval European, whereas the people and streets of Samethylene feel somewhat Chinese.

Then it is busy with no less vigour than Cyclo.

It's about this world, I was wondering what kind of dungeon there was and what kind of routine the city residents were spending.

Of course, I'm curious about the dungeon's name, but that's not the place to be right now.

I asked the cell sitting across the street.

"We've reached Samethylene, where are we going?

"Dungeon Association. So we push Linus Ronin, president of the association"

I see.

I'm sure this was an opportunity to strengthen agreements and rules.

"That's fine, why even me?

"I want Master Satou to cooperate. In a way only Master Satou can."

"Is that all I can do?

"Uhm. I can handle leaving it to the rest of my hands, but it's easier to talk to Master Satou"

"Really... what am I supposed to do"

"If you stay with me and talk to me there, that's fine"

"Is that all right?

Cell nodded clearly.

Calm eyes, but somehow an abusive light is hidden.

Do you even have an ambitious side that you haven't shown me? What a thought.

A convincing pair of men pulled the carriage. The rickshaw reached its destination.

When I got out of the car, there was a building like the Pentagon in front of me.

Into the tower with the cell.

You're making an appointment, I went in and was put through to a fancy reception room.

I know you've been waiting for a while. Face revealed.

The man who was intercepted by Clint in one of Indore's cases, president of the association Samethylene.

His name was... Cell said it was Linus.

"Thank you for waiting"

"It's the first time I've seen you. The rest is Cell Stem, president of the Cyclodungeon Society. This is Mr. Satou, president of the Indore Society."

While Cell was named, he also introduced me.

Well, I was the president of Indore's association.

That's half convenient, and Indore's association is a substandard organization of practically cyclo associations, and I've usually cared very little about that.

I see. Is that why you came with me?

I guess you'll be asked to say something as president of the association. Let's get our minds ready.

"This is Linus Ronin, president of the Samethylene Dungeon Association."

Linus named him, but he was freaking out.

That's a reaction because you're guessing what we're coming for.

"Sorry for the sudden visit. In fact, something terrible happened in Cyclo and Indore these days."

"Hey, what is it?"

"Someone put a dungeon debris on the dungeon."

"Oh, is there such a tease?"

I uttered a repulsive word, but Linus' voice was trembling.

I tend to lay my eyes down and watch me and Cell flicker.

I did it. That's a confessional reaction.

"Has that happened to Samethylene, too?

"Duh, what do you think? You didn't get that kind of report."

"Right. As you know, it's a serious violation, such as putting such a thing on a dungeon. I can't overlook it as the only way to keep the cyclo. I think we need to find the real killer... and the mastermind."

"Right, right"

Linus, whose voice shivers more and more.

Cell continued to threaten Linus far away.

Surprisingly distant, and to Netineti.

Nothing can be done about it, and every time the cell opens its mouth, the freaking linus is hunted down.

I remember Osaka Castle, which was gloriously but tragically left naked.

Cell kept burying the outer moat that way.

But they did something stupid, too.

"Huh?"

"This is how they say it in Cyclo. Don't involve Lyota Satoh. There's not one or two people who did something that doesn't make sense, bought Satou's unhappiness, just intervened, and suffered devastating damage."

Speaking of which, that's what they say.

About after Clifford? That's what they came to say.

I'm just doing it normally.

But it also became a threat.

Linus was even more frightened when he did something that didn't make sense.

"If it takes Master Satoh, I'll even change the drop time for the dungeon. Speaking of which, I never heard of it, but can Master Satou lose the drop itself?

"Yeah?"

Suddenly he asked me what it was - and I was hacked the moment I thought.

This is it, or you can talk to me.

"We can do this."

"Oh, is that true?

"Oh."

I don't even have to dare talk to each other, that's usually what I can do.

We just have to get Aurum back to the mansion at night and not return to the dungeon in the morning.

I can if I want to.

"That's Master Satou. No, you can't do anything irrational where Master Satoh is."

"I'm glad you did"

This is for real.

I was in a black company, and when I saw something irrational, I would stick my neck in it.

It's usually a pleasure not to have it.

"By the way, Master Satou"

"Yeah?"

"How about experiencing the samethylene, the dungeon because of it"

"Dungeon experience? Right, you're certainly interested in what a dungeon of samethylene looks like.... okay?

Talk to me.

I remember that and asked Linus for the last time.

This is a threat, too.

Irrationally, I stick my neck in, talk about people who've been slammed before, and even more about Aurum, show the possibility of no drops.

I flipped that over and threatened Linus.

Threatened Linus looked like he had sprinkled about 10 years in an instant, to the point of being sorry.

That's just how he threatened me so much, that Cell ended up not talking about anything he stuck in and followed Samethylene's association with me.

In the ricochet carriage pulled by the inflexible man, Cell told me.

"Thank you, Master Satoh."

"Is that good for you?

"Um, thanks to Master Satou, I took full ownership"

"I'm glad it helped. But I'm glad you didn't ask for anything."

"This one took full ownership, no need to panic. Linus Ronin will come up with an offer of his own, understanding his position."

"I see."

"Besides, Daiki was the best before she fell."

Flat, horrifying cell.

Well, this time, Linus deserves it.

"I wouldn't have gotten this good without Master Satou. Let me thank you again."

No shaking at all, in a comfortable rickshaw, Cell laid his hands on his knees and gave me his head.

"Thanks"

And I've been telling you.