I didn't use the transfer room this day, I went out of town and went for Terre.
I have been able to afford my life lately and on the contrary, the number of days I don't use the transfer room has increased slightly.
At last, I couldn't do it once when I was a company employee. The story I heard from Oyaji.
For a long time, Oyaji has had a lot of time to come home.
You've been working overtime since you became a salarier - I thought so, but you didn't.
I was told this when I came home one New Year.
'Cause I go home on a different road every day.'
It was said.
It's a completely different idea than the adventurers of this world.
The adventurers are thinking about how to routine and efficiently go around the dungeons.
Oyaji is different.
They kept it fresh every day by going home on a different path every day.
I didn't understand that in my livestock days.
I don't know what it looks like right now.
When I came to this world, I realized that I should know what I didn't know.
So I was sure I was going to work at Terre in a different way.
"... oh maybe we should have done it sooner"
Think of it, this may be the first time I've seen a daytime teru slowly in a routine mood.
There's plenty to do before you get the mansion, but after you get the mansion, it's mostly either straight to the nightclub or the day dungeon association.
Thus, I have seldom seen the city during the day.
So it was fresh.
The city I'm used to seeing looked completely different and fresh.
If this is happening, it's sooner...
Out of the way. Out of the way.
"Clear the way for me!
The liveliness of the city was suddenly overwritten by a chopped voice.
Two men are carrying someone in a tanka from afar.
There is still blood dripping from the tanka, and I can see that he is quite seriously wounded.
"Damn you! Way to go."
"What's wrong with this guy?
If I had noticed, I would have gone side by side with Tanka.
See the injured man being transported in tanka.
A young woman, a woman wearing a thin, half-transparent witch suit.
"I got hurt in the dungeon, I'm on my way to the healer's."
"In a dungeon."
I'll see again, it's definitely an attack by a monster and a thought and injury.
"Mother, that sister is hurt"
"That's right. Your sister is taking the risk of delivering us dinner. So don't leave me with anything I like or dislike."
"And peppers?
"If I leave you, your sister will be sad."
"Yeah...... ok"
A passerby's mother was educating the injured man about his children.
I pulled out my gun while walking side by side.
"Do what"
"I'll take care of the moment."
"What?"
"Stop it, it's Lyota Satoh"
"Huh? Um!?
My partner carrying me in a tanka told me that the man who tried to stop me stopped in surprise.
Tanka stopped, and I shot an infinite healing bullet into the woman.
He was quite injured and needed two recovery rounds.
"That..."
The women wake up, the men slowly lower the tanka to the ground.
"Wow, I'm back in a flash."
"That's you, Lyota Satoh."
I asked the woman while the Tanka pair were circling their eyes.
"Are you okay now? Where does it still hurt?
"I don't... but why"
"I just walked by. Glad you're safe."
That's a common story about being injured in a dungeon, and that injury has already healed.
I have nothing more to do.
"Bye."
"Oh, thanks!
I smiled back at the woman in the witch who was going to thank me, walked away and headed to Terre as planned.
Well, maybe it's a good idea to go to work on a different route once in a while.
At night, in the salon.
He said he was thriving in public discourse with his comrades who came home one after the other.
"Yoda, I'm a customer."
"Cell?
I asked Emily back when she came into the salon.
I thought you might be in trouble again.
"No, it's my first customer."
"First time?
"She's a woman."
Gatta.
I heard voices coming from away, and when I turned around, Celeste and Elsa in chat were rolling off the chair at the same time.
"What's up, are you okay?
"Yeah, yeah, it's okay."
"Yes, I'm fine"
"Well, be careful."
That's what I said to the two of you, and I stood up and turned to Emily.
"They're all here, and I think they're free."
"I've already guided you."
"Exactly."
I left the salon and headed to the reception room where Emily put the guests through.
I walked down the hallway towards him, but felt signs along the way, stopping and turning around.
Okay, and I saw two people pulling across the bend.
You can see my buddy's face in a flash, it's Celest and Elsa.
"What's going on, both of you? Do you know the two people who might have come?
I came up with that possibility and asked.
It wasn't once or twice that a case came in via a buddy.
I wouldn't be surprised if Celest and Elsa reacted with something "here or..."
"Nah, nah..."
"Huh?"
"Ko, ko, kokokokoko"
"No, no, no, no."
I could hear the two of them coming from across the corner.
Expansion as if it were a four-coma comic book or a contest.
I'm curious, but I just have to tighten it up, but there's no reason to do that, so I left it alone and headed to the reception room for now.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. - Whoa?
When I went inside, the face I saw was there.
Black hair, black eyes, and light witch clothes.
"You, this morning..."
"I say Sakuya. Thank you then."
"Yeah."
I nodded and sat across from Sakya.
Yes, the witch daughter I ran into this morning and cured her injury on the spot.
Are you all right now?
"Yes, not at all anymore. I'm doing better than usual."
"Right. That name and outfit, from the East Country?
East Country I have heard several times in conversation so far.
Sometimes Eastern spellmasters and such are the subject of discussion.
Sakya nodded instantly when she remembered it.
"Yes, it is. Sakya Konoe."
"Pretty upstanding."
"Huh?"
"No, I'm talking about this one. I mean, Sakuya... that's the name I heard somewhere."
Not the original world, of course, over here.
"Hey Celeste, don't you know anything?
When you ask towards the door, gut again! There was a noise.
Were you following me across the door after all?
I coughed up with Gohon across the door and the answer came back with the door closed.
"Sakya Konoe, a celebrity who goes into ten fingers in a cyclo called Sarfa Queen"
"Sarfa, is that Sarfa"
Turning to Sakya, she nodded small.
Salfa Dungeon, it's a dungeon where no matter how many people go in, they split up and force you to attack solo, and every time you go in, you're forced to start over from level one.
Only in the dungeon will the level be undone, if you go outside, it will be undone.
Still, it's always dangerous to start over from level 1.
"With that Sarfa spirit?
"Yeah, it's just that we make more money in Sarfa than everyone else."
"I see."
"I'm glad Sarfa..."
Sakya got annoyed while saying that.
"What's going on?
"Look at this."
Sakya said so, and offered two sheets of paper before me, on the table.
- 1/2 - -
Level: 66/66
HPE
MPF
force E
Health E
Intelligence F
Spiritual F
Speed F
Dexterity E
Luck F
―――――――――
- 1/2 - -
Level: 66/66
HPA
MPF
Force B
Health F
Intelligence F
Spiritual F
Speed A
Dexterity B
Luck F
―――――――――
Each had a different status.
The common denominator is that the levels are the same.
"Is this...?
I didn't know what that meant and asked Sakya back.
"I'm the one who's low over here."
"Hmm."
"This is me I see once in a while in Sarfa"
"... No way"
I compared them both.
Different abilities at the same level.
I knocked, and Emily came in.
"Emily......"
"Yes?
Yes, it's Emily.
The opposite is true of Emily now.
"Did you deduct all the lowest values by raising the level..."
Sakya nodded with a sinking face.
Salfa Queen, that must be the name of the full uncut, sometime I'd have come through if I wanted to see "who I really am".
And she kept stuck on Sarfa until she was badly injured.
"When I was looking for you, I heard about the level down! Please help me!
Sakya jumped off the couch and sat down on me.