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

"Well..."

The ice in Prunbhum's heart melted.

Twelve for long hair.

Having made an appearance like an old Japanese princess, she looked much more beautiful than she did when we met.

I thought the way she was smiling calmly was what she was supposed to be.

Originally, I remembered with the keyword:

"Hey, can I ask you one thing?"

"What? Can you answer the concubine?

"Oh, you must know the best in the world. Prunbhum has long been a dungeon where monsters split?

"Ugh..."

Plumbum stuck in words and gives me one evil looking look.

That's my guess.

Tetramine, a city with plumbum dungeons.

It's been a long time since I arrived and I've missed you a lot, but I guess I once flourished. It made me think of the city as a creation.

Tetramine had good economic times too - I mean, it shouldn't have been a divisive, soggy dungeon like it is now.

So when I asked, the look on Prunbhum's face told the whole story.

She glanced at me, looking like a child to her parents.

"I thought you were betrayed by that man. Something black went around in my concubine's head, and I thought to myself," Look at the humans! "

"I see. Can you undo that?

"Ugh..."

Plumbum stuck in words again.

"Is it hard?

"Honestly...... My concubine doesn't even know how to do it."

"Really, okay. Until I use the Dungeon Master."

"I don't think that's possible."

"Huh?"

"Are we talking about changing the type of monster in a dungeon master?

"Oh."

"What the concubine did was split this dungeon monster. No matter how much you change, there are only monsters that split."

"... it was troubling"

They told me there was no point in wearing a dungeon master.

But I know what you're trying to say.

I have used Dungeon Master a few times before but what has changed is the contents of the drop.

Even if the content changes, the lantern remains liquor, for example, and the silicone remains a vegetable.

It hasn't even gone back to the nature the dungeon originally had.

I guess that means that it is the Spirit who is superior to the Dungeon Master.

And Prunbhum said it was impossible to put it back or stop it because he didn't know how the person in question did it.

"Hmm."

"How about this?

"Huh?"

"A weapon that uses part of a straw's body as a material can reduce division."

Prunbhum said so and summoned a turtle in front of him.

I cleaved the turtle with a hand knife with all my fingers like a white fish, but the turtle didn't split.

"Like this."

"I see. Then in this case... hair, I guess"

In the case of stories about using parts of your body for weapon material, the most common is the pattern of using your hair.

Prunbhum in particular is a woman.

When a woman's hair has strange powers, that's what I used to talk about in the real world.

Even more realistic, hair can be continuously removed and grown again, making it easy to mass produce weapons.

Because of those things, it's best to prune Prunbhum's hair into iron, for example, and make a weapon out of that iron.

"Ok."

Plumbum, with no hesitation at all, tried to prune it with a knife, grabbing long, beautiful hair like a waterfall, in a bunch at the root of his neck, reaching to the ground.

"Wait, wait, wait!

I spoke out loud, her knife - grabbed her wrist.

"What's going on, huh?

"It's..."

That's just outrageous.

Plumbum tried to cut off his long hair without any stray.

My hair was the life of a woman, the words in her head, and I thought, "Exactly this is not it".

"Don't you need concubine hair?

"That's true, though. It's too much waste to bash that beautiful hair out."

"Beautiful..."

Plumbum that opens and solidifies your eyes.

I frowned and thought about it for a while.

"... just one bottle"

I suggested.

Yeah, just one bottle.

Two birds with one stone (,,,).

"Oh, is that enough?

"Not enough, but just give me one a day. Then you won't be able to cut your beautiful hair."

"One bottle a day..."

"I come to see you every day, that's enough"

……

Prunbhum relaxed again and looked at me with his upper hand.

Same trick you did earlier, but now why?

After a while, Prunbhum flickers his mouth as he gathers moist air.

"Thanks"

"Huh?"

"Wrinkles are not so foolish. One bottle every day...... are you going to give me the peace of mind that you're coming to see me?

"It's embarrassing to be so clear."

I was really embarrassed and almost sprayed fire from my face.

I come to get one a day.

This way, Prunbhum doesn't have to cut her beautiful hair, and she can also spend time in the peace of mind and anticipation of "coming to get it tomorrow".

One accelerator bullet a day, that's what I came up with from the experience of going to the village of Lyota in the monster to pick it up.

So one stone and two birds.

I got embarrassed when they pointed that out.

"Thanks......"

Plumbum seems happy, so much as I'm a little embarrassed, it was nothing.

The Spirit Room, after the Lady is gone.

Prunbhum, who is alone, puts his hair on his finger.

"Hair...... he praised me for being beautiful"

Dye your cheeks and crush them with shame and joy.

……

Second, she looked up and looked at the ceiling.

Leaving, Lao Tai, promised to come back tomorrow.

Thinking about the mistress.

"Does the Spirit... keep up with people..."

Less than a day after we met.

Prunbhum was drastically attracted to the Imperial Tai.