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

The next day, the village of Lyota.

A contractor arranged by Antonio came in quickly and started building houses over there.

I decided to stand more than one house.

Because there are many types of dungeons.

It's like an underground, it's like a bell cave, it's just something I dug a hole in the dirt, it feels like a ninja mansion.

There are many types of dungeons, and there are many monsters in this village.

I want to cover all the patterns as much as possible and arrange a space where everyone can rest and recover without having to.

That's how I decided to build more than one.

As I watched the construction begin as the acceleration rounds were retrieved, Clayman came and talked to me.

"Mr. Lyota."

"Clayman? I'll be loud in construction for a while, but be patient."

"It's outrageous! It's what you're doing for everyone, I can't believe you put up with it. We're all excited."

"... sounds like it"

I was a jerk.

We're already starting to make skeletons in some places. The monsters were gathering next to us.

They were in a lot of trouble.

Birdy monsters can be pussy winged, or gorilla-like can be drummed with more and more slaps on the chest.

Slime, where there were several, was half melted with nihela faces and looked like the bubble slime in the example game.

I can tell from the side that everyone is happy.

"But are you sure?"

"Yeah?"

"It's a monster, but come on, I understand. Wouldn't this cost a lot of money?"

"Quite."

"How can I thank you for that?"

Decoping Clayman, I stopped his dialogue.

"Never mind there. I'm doing this for myself."

"Ha..."

Clayman with a face saying he doesn't know very well.

I don't know, but it's the truth.

Yes, it's for me.

There's no way I can overlook or abandon them more than they are named "Haglemon" outside the dungeon.

I want to stick around and help them do it, overlapping the status quo they were placed in with my situation, which I was once in a black company.

This is what I do for myself.

So when I look at the monsters of the hugely shuddering hagglery thing, I'm happy too.

"Dear Satou,"

When I left the store after a further meeting with Antonio in the afternoon, I encountered the cell I had passed by.

I have many ways of calling them, but only one cell calls them "Master Satoh".

No disrespect, I feel genuine respect from the way Cell calls it.

"Oops."

Don to the passers-by, and the cell hit him decided to drop the figure in his sleeve.

He picked up the figure with a clear face.

For a moment, but it looked good.

My figure, the figure in the pose with my hands and a decopin '.

"Work too fast! It hasn't been hours since I decoped him!

I don't know what you're talking about.

A refreshing cell.

Figure that out every time I do something (surveillance, by the way? still don't know what you're doing, including) if you don't even have this habit of

Respect is real, I rather feel on a level of "worship" rather than respect...... including the figure thing.

I sighed softly, frightened by such a cell.

Cell, on the other hand, has said as if nothing had happened.

"I heard the story. Dear Satou, a gate is increasingly luxurious. It's a pleasure."

"A gate? Not a family?

Where I'm finally getting used to calling it the Lyota family, it's an awesome name.

"Um, it's a gate. Required Lyota family, virtually direct Margaret family, Cliff family. Lyota, a village of hundreds of ghosts in the golden city of Indore"

Cells that I'm going to tell you to count.

I'm convinced of the Golden City, but I've never heard of a hundred ghost villages before.

"All this is gathered under Master Satou, one gate to Master Satou. It's no longer comparable to that Neptune family."

"I'm rather surprised he's so amazing"

Five "organizations" that the cell told me to count, so they finally seem to interact with the Neptune family.

"Rest assured, the other side has peaked, but Master Satou will rather be from now on"

"No, I'm not sticking around."

You're right, I don't care about the size of the organization or the battles or anything.

That's "deterrent" these days, so I've never crossed it even though it's big.

But a gate?

I'd rather say a group than a single gate, though.

I talked to Cell while I was thinking about it.

"Hey!"

Suddenly they shouted directly from the side.

When I turned around wondering what was going on, a strange tung-tung-headed young man looked straight at me.

"Can I help you?

"Oh! You, Lyota Satoh."

"Yes, but..."

"All right, it's a battle with me!

"... Huh?

Too unexpected a request delayed my head's understanding.

"A battle... what?

"You've made up your mind. A man's fist."

"I mean, duel."

"Ouch. I'll beat you to pieces and keep my name to the public."

Oh, you mean that.

I mean, I guess it's like breaking a dojo. This isn't my house, though.

"I'm sorry, but it's my duty to hang out with you."

"Are you running, you hipster?"

Bishi!

Gogogogogogogogogogo.......

Moment after moment, the air hardened and I felt like I heard an increased weight.

My back was scratching, and I got scared and I glanced straight next to it - and Cell was laughing.

That's the scariest way to laugh, the anger meter shakes off in an instant and all you get is a laugh, that's the kind of smile.

Bad, if the cell moves, I'm going to die worse than this man mince.

"I'll skin your bucket..."

Still sloppy, he turned in a flash behind the man who said his mouth, pounding his shoulder, and slapped him.

"Huh?"

The man was surprised and stunned.

"Hey, dude, what's going on?

Turn around and get a sassy distance from me.

but I moved further, turned behind the man and slapped him on the shoulder with a pong.

"Become!"

The guy took further distance, but he goes one more time ahead and slaps his shoulder from behind.

Speed SS.

Even without an accelerator bullet, I could easily take the man's back.

"Hey, dude..."

Beat your shoulder from behind.

"What trick -"

Beat your shoulder from behind.

"You're lying!?

Beat your shoulder from behind.

"But don't do it again."

Beat your shoulder from behind.

I didn't stop when a man cried out.

He continued to turn behind him in a flash and slap him on the shoulder until the man screamed and ran away.

There was no chase to escape, because there was no need and the purpose had already been achieved.

I got applause and cheer from around me.

We had quite a few wild horses at some point because of what we were doing on the road.

Cells that are moving out of that wild horse and coming towards me.

"That's Master Satou. You treated him like a child with overwhelming power."

"Fighting is bad all over the city."

because it was pre-built and the cell was going to "something" if left alone.

"That's Mr. Satou."

"... that's fine"

I remember one thing, slowly approaching the cell, usually tapping my shoulder from the front.

Then the figure fell to the ground from inside the sleeve of the cell.

My figure, I posed to slap the guy on the shoulder earlier - a figure made to look good with 30% more.

"So how are you making it! Come on!"

"Everything my men have done. I don't know the rest."

Cell behaved like a politician.

Not at all.