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

Biradiech at night.

This is delicious.

Sakura, who brought him to the destination store, was in a good mood for a beer.

"That's fine, are you glad you drank it, you"

"It's okay, because we can all drink our lineage"

"No, it's not. It's compliance."

"What are you talking about, uncle?"

Sakura-chichi, he shook his finger and flew up to the wink.

"All characters in this work are over eighteen years old."

"On the contrary, you suck!

"Me too. So girls school (,) raw. You can go to school."

"No, no..."

"So how old are we to drink this world?

"Speaking of which..."

You've never heard anything like that at all.

I was curious, and I asked a familiar man clerk who just walked through the neighborhood.

"Are you old enough to drink?

Instead, he looked at me like, "What the hell, you?"

"I don't think so."

"I don't think so."

"You never told my uncle how old I was in the first place."

"Huh? Uh... speaking of which?

I wonder how it went, twisting my neck.

Like I heard, like I didn't...

"Ma, either way."

"Hmm?"

"When you enter the town, follow the town. If it's ok in this world, no problem."

"Hmm."

I grinned.

"My uncle has no problems with cheerleading"

"No, that's a problem!

I broke into a great deal.

"Really?"

"Yes, I am."

"But the adventurers of this world don't leave men alone, do they?

"Huh? Oh, well. Right."

All of a sudden, I nodded.

My people have an overwhelming majority of women, but generally more men when it comes to adventurers.

Due to the nature of the "hunting" behavior, a man wants to be more like it.

"Adventurers are dangerous, after all. Sometimes people die."

"Well, yeah"

"So in this world, the male to female ratio is not so much better than the male!

Shit! Sakura poking her finger at me.

"Yeah? Yeah... it will, huh?

"I mean, Chelem is a natural form! If there are more women, your world-class uncle should be properly fed!

"That's what we're talking about!

Again, I've plunged into grandeur.

Sakura is in trouble.

I get in trouble because I call you "Tealem" every once in a while.

Especially now, because I'm drunk with beer, I'm more involved than I normally am.

"Am I saying something wrong?

"It's hard not to be wrong by reason."

"Right. I tried something. He told me that after the big war, a man died in large numbers, so I had to polygamize him, and society sucked."

"Yes, sir. I don't need a cheerleader because there aren't so many men in this world."

"That's boring"

Sakura wasted time, putting the story through there.

It's tangled liquor, but it's something Sakura seems to enjoy, and I thought this would work.

"Okay, here's what we're gonna do"

"Hmm?"

"Let's compete with me. If I win, cheerlead."

"No, no... what are we gonna do if we lose?

"I don't know about that. Yes, good start."

Sakura largely took out the sketchbook and embodied and summoned the paintings he wrote in Genesis.

Summoned, right arm.

It was "just" a bumpy right arm.

"What's this?"

"Arm wrestling machine. You can't bat here."

"Oh."

I was also harassed about what I would be doing, but was there that much discernment?

If it's about arm wrestling in a tavern, it's pretty common.

"Okay."

I put my right arm elbow on the table.

Sakura summoned me to combine disappointingly with a little right arm.

"Yikes, lady...... go!

Bread! Beautiful.

In the next moment of the decree, my arm bent over to the unawares.

In an instant, he was completely defeated by an arm wrestle, his arm broke and the table cracked to pieces with that momentum.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Me and Sakura were decent.

I saw my broken arm. This is terrible.

I don't feel too much pain because of it.

"Duh, what's wrong, uncle?"

"... oh"

I nodded.

I took the portable know-board out of Grand Eater's pocket and used it.

- 1/2 - -

Level: 1/1

HPF

MPF

force F

Health F

Intelligence F

Spiritual F

Speed F

Instrument F

Luck F

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- 2/2 -

Plant s

Animal s

Minerals s

Magic s

Characteristics S

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"Uncle! Status."

I knew you'd come.

"I thought you'd come... Huh? What do you mean?"

"In this series of streams, there was one possibility. I was expecting you, but you did."

"So what does that mean?"

"All my combat abilities were given to me by the 'seed' I dropped in a dungeon of Nihonium, which means Nihonium's."

"of the Spirit..."

That's what I'm talking about.

A series of, spiritual revolts.

"Why didn't you do anything?"

"Yes, I did? Instead, I invited him."

"Huh?"

"After one thing about Fellum, I rather urged it to be so"

"Why?"

"I only taught this, too, that nihonium is' I want to torment people '"

"Huh? Is that as a spirit...?

"That's the thing. I mean, this is virtually the same thing as 1.5 billion dollars of vanadium."

That's what I said while I wandered my pocket.

"Oh, you're all out of niphonium-related special bullets, too."

I tried to use a recovery bullet, but it was gone too.

Recovery bullets dropping from the mummy on the third floor of the Nihonium basement, it was gone.

"This is it."

I snapped.

Even though I expected it, it's certainly a troubled situation.

For what I expected, a story that just keeps me calm.

"... ha"

"What's going on? Take such a big sigh."

"Isn't your uncle amazing? I anticipated it, and then I set out to come to myself."

Sakura stared at me with half her eyes and half her admiration.