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

"Eleven hundred thousand and… three hundred and twenty pyro"

At night, I came home from Grandma Terre's, and before everyone gathered at the salon, I caught Elsa, who had returned as well, and entered the test room.

So the numbers she read to you, that was my money today.

Earning a whole day around Terre was pretty little from the peak, a little over 110,000.

"I see."

I snort.

I had felt a decrease in efficiency, but in this way the difference from the old days emerged when I put it on the numbers.

Half the time, right?

"Oh, I split Margaret and the drops in half. The effort was more or less the same."

"If you spend a day hunting that you're the current Mr. Lyota, it's only going to be about 200,000 pillows"

"Well, yeah."

When I snorted, Elsa gave me a serious look.

"Whatever it takes, it's too little. Don't stay like this, Vanadium can't afford your rent."

The rent for the vanadium dungeon is 1.5 billion a year, or about 4 million per day.

About 110,000 won't be enough water for the burning stone.

"Let's go to Mr. Nihonium and make him stop"

"... I don't know about that either. Because that's what she wants to do."

"But not like this..."

"Fair enough. It was 110,000 today, but I'm still unfamiliar with it, and seeing Grandma Terre, and working with Margaret to do it recreationally... as a result of a number of overlapping causes. Tomorrow, if you do your best to go around, you'll be fine."

"But..."

"I won't tell Nihonium to stop"

I made myself clear.

Elsa, who had said something, took a breath and wandered.

"It may seem that way because I've spent 1.5 billion pyrros on vanadium, but nihonium is as important as vanadium. Or all the spirits involved matter. I want to do everything I can to make what I want happen."

……

Elsa looked very complicated.

"Are you really going to stay like this?

"Oh, I'm not going to stop. I'm telling you, Elsa doesn't have to ask Nihonium for an excuse because I won't."

Got ahead of me.

It's a common pattern at times like this, where people around them say they're ready to become villains and do something.

I said no to that first.

"... ok, for now"

"For now?"

"As a 'golden tree', I loaned or let Mr. Lyota borrow it up front"

"Oh."

"Nothing's good while that's paying properly. If you're late, we'll move this way."

"Oh, that's fine"

Great as a drop point.

It's just something I should do and not delay the payment.

The next day, I went to Terre alone.

I put on the ring Grandma Terru gave me and went around Terru.

A ring that invalidates any attack of slime, that is, a ring that becomes invincible.

I put that on and fought the battle of abandonment.

He fought back ready to hit the slime he was attacking, or he was forced to keep hunting the slime anyway.

Once you've filled one of the magic carts, you're off the floor.

Send more and more of the hunted drops to The Golden Tree.

It was considerably more hype than yesterday.

Abandoned, it was strong besides being able to ignore the damage, and when I pushed the force without thinking about it, efficiency gnawed.

"It's 2.3 million pilos."

Elsa again at night.

The amount of aggregation she was taught was not comparable to the previous day.

Again, it's not enough that it's still missing, but Elsa is no longer in a hurry like she was yesterday.

"That's Mr. Lyota, it looks like you were unnecessarily worried"

"It's not half enough, though."

"I'm worried if the digits are different, but about twice as often"

Elsa grins with a grin.

"Mr. Lyota would definitely do something about it, I think so"

Trust was appreciated.

I felt strongly that I had to respond.