Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

Reborn into this world, a week early.

Satoshi got out of his long survival life and finally succeeded in getting out on an artificially built street.

The Great Deep Green Zone of Farfran was a harsh Shura alley (again).

Starting with goblins, we don't have time to rest our minds because there will be fights on oak, trolls, maneaters, Wyvaughn, chimeras, and standing.

If you try to sleep in a cave, it's a killer ant's nest, or if you take a breath by the river, Lizardman attacks you, and if you try to sleep in a rock, you get your ass targeted by Crazy Ape.

His heart has been terribly rough this past week.

"Finally... I can finally get to a city with people... F... F... F..."

If you look at that, you look terribly grumpy.

But his health is still a sign of vigor, and he only uses a small amount of magic.

I'm just relieved that I've escaped the world of slaughter, and I'm in a mood to remember the harshness of my life so far.

"Now, which way do we go, there's a city...? There are two directions, the odds are one-half... you're lost."

When Satoshi picks up a branch that was falling in close proximity, he stands it vertically and tries to decide where to go in the direction of falling.

I fell to the left for the 23rd time, so I decided to head to the right.

It seems to have a rather twisted personality.

The streets are crude enough to cut down trees and just level the ground.

No cobblestone was laid, and the ground was peeled off without clutter, and weeds were growing everywhere.

His footsteps are just light, even though he thinks that if it rains, this place must be like a river.

Somehow, there may be people in the direction we're going.

If that happens, we will be able to interact not least, maybe friends, etc.

Having survived a long week in the wild kingdom, he now missed people.

"Can you come out because even bandits are good?

Anyone could have talked to people.

Most of all, if you meet a bandit, it will be a spectacular killing and a unilateral massacre.

Anyway, I've been living a life-threatening survival life for a week.

He is not aware that if there is imminent danger to him, he will not hesitate to kill him.

Speaking of what he realizes now...

"With that said... I haven't had a bath in a while, hey... Wouldn't it stink?

I was concerned about the smell of my body because the situation continued that I couldn't even take a bath.

I can only feel how uncomfortable he is when he says that he can't even get familiar.

Still, it is only a great advance for what I have noticed.

"Do you want to clean your body first...... I hope there's a river"

That being said, I'm going down the road.

With luck, or God's extraction, the river did exist.

Moreover, artificially built bridges catch my eye.

It's a small river about seven meters to the opposite shore at best, but it's gratifying to have water.

Move from the bridge to an invisible location in order to choose an invisible location.

Satoshi took off his gear and jumped into the river at first sight.

I haven't bathed in a long time - bathing in the water was something that felt good out of the blue. Anyway, carefully wash your body and remove dirt from the bottom.

Also wash clothes and prepare meals while they are spreading to the rocks and drying.

Just one thing, the meal was just meat as usual......

Until his clothes dry, he spends his time looking out over the river with a fuzzy look on his face.

It's been a long time since I've had these calm days, so I'm spending some time relaxing and changing my mood.

From time to time, it was creepy to have a thin laugh.

"Is it time to dry...?

When the sun plunges directly above the heavens, quickly put on the clothes you have taken off and wear your gear in a handy manner.

It seems that in the past week I have become accustomed to wearing these pieces of equipment, so that I can wear them naturally.

It is an improbable piece of equipment for the modern man, but when man is compelled to need it, it would be a good example of ripening anything.

Occasionally, I saw a carriage that looked like a merchant's thing crossing a bridge, but the fact is only harvested when I found out there was a settlement where people lived.

He retraced upstream of the river to cross the bridge, and as he went up the dirt, he began to walk in the direction the carriage went.

A luxurious carriage passed beside it in white, but he doesn't even care because he's not interested in the powerful.

It was an easy step, and he went straight on the road.

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One or two carriages were driving down Farfran Street.

It is a luxurious carriage in a calm shade of white monochrome with a slight goldsmith.

Two knights are waiting in your carriage, and two well-dressed people are sitting in the carriage.

One is an old man of already old but trained stature.

He was the Grand Duke who ruled the territory around here and a man listed in the royal blood of the [Magic Kingdom Solister].

Most of all, he is now in hiding, and he is just a grandfather who can't help but be cute about his granddaughter.

Name it [former Duke of Creston Van Solister].

The conflict between the two grandsons is gradually becoming more serious, since he ceded the governor to his son, and only his granddaughter, [Celestina], has recently become a healing presence in his heart.

Her granddaughter, Celestina, had her eyes on the book as she sat in her seat with a depressed look somewhere.

She was badly treated cold in the Duke's house and badly treated with contempt in a country where this wizard had authority.

That said, she had no gift for exercising magic at all.

No, more than living in this world, all creatures have the magic to exercise magic, but she was significantly less capable of it.

For that reason, she had been treated by her family and swelling, but before that, the persecution had been terrible because she was not the son of the official Duchess.

To be clear, it was Celestina who was born with her hands on the servants of the Mansion today.

The inability to use magic there, combined with its harsh abuse, continues today.

Creston, who adores her only granddaughter, lives with her in her hiding apartment and tries everything she can to develop her talents, but she hasn't done well before.

I tried to ask the country's famous wizards to tutor me, but all of them failed to fix the brand of no talent.

As far as he was concerned, he wanted to see his granddaughter's happy face, but as a result, he helped to hunt her down.

Creston's face toward her was gentle, and the color of mercy was invisible.

Celestina against also continued her efforts because she knew the kindness of her grandfather.

She owes her gratitude and respect to her grandfather, who is a concubine child but who loves her indefinitely.

But no matter how much love is conveyed and attempts are made to respond to the thought, it makes no sense if the effort does not bear fruit.

As a result, she started to have a terribly sad grin.

Again, that's a hard thing for Claston.

The carriage raised its voice when Celestina plugged the bridge from the street. 'Ah...'

"What's up? Teena. Did you see anything?

"Yes, Grandpa. The Wizard was better… it was also better to carry a double sword"

"Double sword? Would he be a magician? Is that who you think you are?

"Yeah, wearing a gray robe, awesome... the..."

He said, "Have you seen him? Hmm, the gray robe is a junior demon mentor. Or maybe he traveled from another country."

It was the familiarity of this country that the Wizard pointed to its rank in the colour of the robe.

Gray is inferior, intermediate is black, advanced is deep red, and the national elite is white.

Assuming you were walking in a gray robe, only a junior magician or a magician who travels from another country.

Just a magical kingdom, research on magic is cutting-edge, but its insistence was splitting up into each faction and pulling each other's legs.

Power struggles are endless everywhere.

"But can you carry a sword... It's a rather difficult choice to make up for the magician's shortcomings."

"Really?

"Um, just as wizards excel in witchcraft, swordsmen have no choice but to excel in swordsmanship. In both cases, it is common to have halfway magic swordsmen."

Magic and sword, both advantages and disadvantages exist.

Magic is excellent at distance and auxiliary, and weak in melee.

Swordsman is strong in melee but weak in ranged attacks and is defeated as soon as he is attacked from a distance by magic.

How to extract it is a strategy, and we are by no means talking about which is better.

And when it comes to finishing both, it has to be sophisticated with harsh training that people can't do anything about in their lifetime.

Because if you both try to get the strongest power, you really need to work hard and talent just to match it.

"Perhaps he possesses a sword just to protect himself. Because the Wizard is weak when he steps in time."

"You're making a lot of efforts... I still can't move on, on the contrary..."

While depressed, Celestina turns her eyes to the School of Magic textbooks.

She could remember the magic technique, but it was difficult to activate it.

Unfortunately, the answer to this question has not yet been reached.

The carriage was running down the street elsewhere in those two moods, but Creston, realizing that the carriage was slowing down on the fuselage, called out to the knight on the platform.

"What's going on?

"My lord, apparently the merchants are stuck, unable to move forward."

"Stuck? Was there some kind of accident?

"Looks like the fallen tree is blocking the way, and you're trying to move it with merchants and escort mercenaries."

"Hmm... a fallen tree... Watch your surroundings. I have a bad feeling about you."

"Ok... whoa?!

The knight who was on your stand suddenly raised his voice, and Creston realized that he had a bad feeling about it.

The bandits lurking in the surrounding woods bowed and attacked them in unison.

"And he's a bandit!!

"Guards protect Nong La!! Ugh!"

"Damn, it's an ambush!!

"Shield the carriage, the guy with the bow is an interception!!

The battle against mercenaries and bandits began as the merchants panicked.

The merchant struck by an arrow falls unnecessarily screaming.

Fortunately, there was no other article in his life, but he was being summoned by mercenaries.

"Oh, my lord!

"Be adult here. We're out!!

Creston got out of the carriage with his sword in his hand and pulled the silver sword out of his sheath.

This sword was enchanted and was a guardian demon sword that deployed barriers around its owner.

The knights have both set up shields and managed to outsmart the flying arrows.

"Well... this isn't going to work. Too many thieves."

Not to mention the Devil's Sword, there is a limit to the magic contained in it, and if that magic is exhausted, the defense becomes thin, and the battle becomes rampant.

In battle, numbers dictate victory and loss, and even weaker, overwhelming numbers win.

I guess the bandits shut down the streets, killing all the merchants and mercenaries, and then rooting for their luggage and money.

But Creston had no choice than to have his granddaughter's life at stake.

I'd like to attack with magic, but it takes more time to chant and is a good target than surrounded.

Furthermore, the barrier must be removed in order to turn into an attack, and in that case it will not be exhausted.

I went around behind my back, so I had a limited number of hands to hit.

"We're cleared around the carriage, but we're surrounded! Grandpa, how long do you have that demon sword?

"Now, the magic in the sword... it's not strange when it expires."

They won't want to miss us.

"Well... I'm pretty sure you're willing to kill everyone more than they saw your face"

"No hitter..."

Long-term warfare is more unfavourable than limited magic of the Devil's Sword.

However, when the barrier is cleared, arrows are taken from the perimeter, and there is no gap to turn back.

It's a pretty planned offense.

"Hihahahahaha! Temehe and the others will die, right? Gold-eyed objects and women and children shall be worn. If you sell kids as slaves, they'll be gold, and the ladies will have plenty of fun before you sell them."

"These guys... they're getting on."

"He was so easily killed. It's like!!

"You like the prestige? But, hey, what are you doing in this condition? You're going to die anyway. You're going to have to die a lot."

The bandit-like man was on track.

It is a famous story that there is a time limit on the power of the Devil's Sword, and damage can be minimized if we even know how to deal with it.

It is more than likely that the offense has done the same thing before than is familiar.

"It doesn't taste good... the magic is running out"

"One or eight, can we hit it out?

"That may be all we have. It would be easier if magic could be used..."

"Oh, come on, the devil's sword is weakening for me, huh? Don't worry, go to hell. We'll take care of it later. Hihahahahaha!"

Upbeat Bandits and Parents.

They had no doubt that the operation would fail.

Sometimes, however, there are unexpected interventions in everything.

And it suddenly strips its fangs without any foretaste.

"Am I interrupting?" Frozen Hua ""

Suddenly, the forest that surrounded the merchants was stained white, and every bandit was frozen and crushed.

In the present attack the bowmen are completely silent, later only the bandits blocking the front and rear.

"Not at all... are you a bandit if you think you can finally get to the city...? That's too classic and boring."

"Who! Get the fuck out!!

When the head raised his voice, there was a man descending on a white carriage, in an effortless manner as if he had been called.

A gray robe with unmistakable hair that stretches uncluttered until your eyes hide.

He is the magician of one of the middle-baked, bearded beards of the middle meat.

Satoshi came down the road, but the frigid people were blocking the way, so he hid himself to see how things were going, and he was gathering peep information from between the trees.

When he found out that the other person was a bandit, he honestly didn't want to be involved, but he couldn't even pretend not to see it, and he had to intervene.

"How dare you kill my people?"

"Friends? Isn't that a mistake with disposable tools? It must be to that extent for you…"

"Ugh, don't kill me on your own, even if I'm disposable!! These are my tools."

"That sounds terrible. Well, it doesn't matter to me..." Black Thunder Bullets ""

The bandit unwittingly smiles when he sees the countless little black grains floating around Satoshi.

But the laughter soon turned into fear.

Countless pitch-black bullets penetrate the bandits and burn them down with even more powerful lightning strikes from the inside.

The bandits were confused by the appearance of an instantly extinguished and desperate companion.

Anyway, it's magic they've never seen before, and naturally they don't know how to deal with it.

"Excuse me. I'm good at annihilation, so people like you are good ducks."

"Then it's a monster... what, I don't know this magic... I've never even heard of it..."

"I've never killed a person before... but you don't get any emotions. Am I finally broken, too?

"Shut up!! Fucking cowardly imitations later, you fight with dignity!!

"Which mouth do you say it with? Well, that's good. Eh!

True to the bandit's disjointed words, Satoshi lightly slashed off his head arm as he packed his time.

For a moment, the head who didn't know what had happened would look at his arms and know the reality.

"As you wish, we went square and head-on... but this is good, right?

"Higgyyyyyyyy!! My arm, my arm, ahhhhhhhh!!

"Looks like it's not the other way around. I don't know what else to do."

No one was able to follow Satoshi's movements.

He suddenly appeared in front of him like an electrolithic fire and instantly slashed off his head arm.

The bandits are soaked in despair by the appearance of powerful men who do not seem to be the arms of ordinary men.

Such bandits are instantly subdued by satire.

Being hungry for food and living in a survival competition with demons, he had already abandoned his feelings for his enemies.

The management of the weak and forceful eating makes man ferocious.

"Ha... fast. What, that speed..."

"And I exercised my magic. Sounds pretty hands-on..."

"Magic on the sword... isn't there a gap?"

The mercenaries were also stunned by the powerful reinforcements, but they learned more than that.

If we encounter each other on the battlefield, we are likely to be exterminated and killed without time to flee.

Fortunately, it is salvation who is a magician, and there is never a direct relationship.

Because if they shoot magic in from behind, at least they don't know about this fear.

"No kidding, I'm going down!!

"to, run away, they will kill us all!!

"I'm not going to be a bandit anymore, I'm going to plow a field in the country ahhhhhhhhhh!!

"It's the devil... there's the devil out there whoa whoa whoa!!

Interpretation begins to disintegrate as soon as the battle amateur, a strong opponent, appears.

"Make people look like monsters...... What rude people."

Saturn groaning in a blatant and grumpy manner.

It is monstrous enough.

"Don't let them get away, kill them all!!

"Don't be ridiculous and imitate me and think I can go home alive!!

"Let me clear my grudges, you shitheads!!

The crusade of the vandalized bandits was settled immediately.

For them without the skills to fight from the beginning, the mercenaries' opponents are reckless.

It was good until I filled that hole with numbers, but it also ended in failure by unexpected intruders.

The runaway bandits were wiped out by the angry mercenaries.

"Inconvenient… empty"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I'd love to thank you."

I am called out by a pretend and confused for a moment.

An old man from what I saw, who seemed likely to be a nobleman.

For this reason, he manages to be aware of the upset and calm, and exchanges his voice casually just because he doesn't even care.

"You don't have to worry about it. Because it just so happens to be the same place to go."

"Well, thanks to you, I didn't have to put my granddaughter in danger. I don't have a problem thanking you."

"I'm glad to accept that... Oh, no towns or settlements ahead? Actually, embarrassing story, I got lost."

"There is a city in my realm... have you lost your way?

"As long as you're really embarrassed, I'm lost on the road and in my life"

"I don't know, but it seems difficult..."

Creston didn't seem to have the same person who exercised magic earlier as if a frightening, head-scratching, seemingly obsessive wizard would break common sense.

But if you look closely, the materials used in the robe are demonic objects that I have never seen before, and I can confirm that he is a high-ranking magician.

When a demon mentor from another country travels, it is likely that he or she was excluded behind it to explore information about the enemy country or for some reason.

Claston was cautious inside, but prepared to monitor Satoshi's behavior.

"Oh, my God, what's your name?

"Is that me? Size… No, I would say Zeros Merlin"

Satoshi officially became Zeros Merlin on this day.

"Hmm, that's not a name I'd ask. Why did you come to this country? If you had as much arm, you could have pulled a lot of money from other countries."

"I'm old enough. I'm just looking to see if there's a comfortable town to live in for the rest of my life. It's troublesome to serve your country."

"I see, were you an explorer of roots..."

"I've been exploring too much, and I missed my wedding date."

"Are you still young enough to be so pessimistic?

"I don't know what will happen in 50 years, 10 years... I want to build a family and live the rest of my life in the fields."

It was a finesse that had no desire.

Also, it didn't seem like he was lying, and Creston greatly liked this magician named Zeros.

Lots of wielding wizards of power, and not raising themselves, were all affectionate.

Speaking of sorcery exploration, they flaunt their budgets and use them to bribe the nobles as they greed them.

The appearance of power was so shallow that it was so rotten that it could not be called a wizard.

Zeros, who says he doesn't need power or anything in it, is really petty, so much so that he wants to make a personal connection.

(Hmm... excellent as a magician. Perhaps I could ask for a tutor for Teena. If you're an explorer, you're likely to be studying a lot of things personally, and most importantly, you have a different idea than the rest of this country because you're a magician in another country.)

The only thing in his head is about his grandson.

(Besides, maybe we can solve Teena's problem. Oh... Teena, get that smile back again. For that reason, Noon is... hahaha...)

"Old body, are you okay? I felt some dangerous signs..."

"Huh?! No, it's okay! There's no problem."

Satoshi... Toro Zeros said, 'This grandfather... isn't he a little nasty?' I thought so.

The love of an old man who loves his grandson sometimes seems to go in strange directions.

"More than that... I have to reward you for something."

"What?! No, I just intervened for myself."

"This is a matter of nobility and nobility. If he returns without doing anything to his benefactor, he will be defamed."

"It's really troublesome, what a nobleman..."

"Absolutely not, because these responsibilities follow even in hiding... I really need you to thank me for that."

It was a coincidence that I helped the nobility, but on top of that it seemed troublesome to reward me.

But I don't go to crush the other guy's face, and after a little thought, I don't dare say what I want right now.

"Then give me a quiet land. If you're a little far from the city and there's a field, there's nothing to say."

"Hmmm... let's find out what you think"

"Please. You have the energy to continue your journey to the boulders…"

Crazy Ape is what I remember.

A perverted monster who snuck quietly at him sleeping on the rocks and tried to take his pants off and have fun.

It was truly terror to set up a dangerous object in his groin and chase him with a tranced look.

Hundred...... no it's good to give up a thousand steps and go that way.

But I just didn't want to be attacked by a perverted monkey.

The complexion of Zeros fades instantly.

"Lord, are you okay? You don't seem to have a good complexion..."

"It's okay... I remember something a little unpleasant... Huhuhuhuhu..."

I felt sad on his back.

Ahead of them like that, mercenaries are hanging burning oil on the bodies of bandits and starting to set fire to them.

Some of them took care of the injured, and some of them were retreating from the fallen trees because of a few leads.

The bandits act abruptly without thought, but those involved had a hard time ending it.

In no time, the streets will be able to pass, and the merchants will start traveling in carriages at the same time.

"Why don't you take your lord for a ride? It's gonna take a while to get to the city, okay?

"What? How long is it?

Three days, for the most part.

"Yikes..."

I don't want to eat meat after three days on a boulder.

The answer had been decided that this would happen.

"Please. I don't want to see meat for a while anymore..."

"I don't know very well, but I should get right on it. Even this one, if you can handle it, it's comforting."

Zeros decided to take the Duke's carriage.

The fact that it takes three days naturally means that they also have food other than meat.

In case you're thinking about spare food, there's a good chance you'll have plenty of extra Zeros.

He decided to accompany him.

As Zeros tried to get in the carriage, it caught his eye there as one girl sat in her seat.

"Grandpa, what about this one?

"The benefactor who saved our predicament, Lord Zeros."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Zeros Merlin, a magician. Just for a few moments, I'm going to accompany you."

"And excuse me. Wow, my name is Celestina...... well..."

Is it called early teens?

I really adore the hair without blonde habits and the obscurity characteristic of a young girl.

The girl wears some uniform-like robe and shifts her eyes to a book placed on her lap.

"Are you a magician?

"I'm still running, but I've got a few problems."

"Is that a problem? Like what?

"Um... Actually, magic doesn't work."

"Does it not activate? That's a strange story."

If this world is the same worldview as the game, it is strange that magic does not activate itself.

Magic is brought together by all who live and live, and it is unlikely that the growth of personal differences will not be activated or activated by the horn itself.

"You have magic, don't you?

"Uhm... but for some reason I can't even activate basic magic successfully. Though he has done everything in his power, the cause is still unknown."

"What... isn't there a problem with the magic ritual itself?

Two gaze at Zeros simultaneously.

"Well, what does that mean? It seems that the technique used now has been adjusted to be as unburdened as possible?

"I can't say much about not looking at it, but perhaps there are deficiencies in the magic settings necessary to activate it, or the magic ceremony itself is a defect?

"Is it something you can see?!

"Well...... I still make my own sorcery..."

"Ko, this is the way this book works, but there won't be anything strange about it!!

Celestina approached Zeros with tremendous momentum.

I wandered for a moment, but I look at the book with no choice but to be swallowed by its serious expression.

All the magic written there is basic, but it was quite uncomfortable the way Zeros saw it.

There is a mixture of unnecessary objects or more waste than is necessary.

There's no way this is going to activate properly, and even if it can be activated before then, it's mostly up to you.

In a way, I don't know what art is. It just seemed like a nasty graffiti.

"This... is pretty flawed, isn't it?

"What!?" "I knew it!

Almost simultaneously, the two raise their voices differently.

"It's a disastrous way to make sense with unnecessary magic letters mixed in, and even if activated, it's an extremely powerful way for an individual's qualities to say things. It's not beautiful."

"I mean, what is it?

"Those who are less than a certain amount of magic will not be able to activate this in itself. If you say that magic that consumes so much magic is the foundation, it's a little hard to say, but you can also tell if there was a magician level in this country."

Creston and Celestina marveled at the skill of the Wizard in front of them.

"Here... Who set it up? It's obviously a useless magic formula that's just wasted..."

"Uh-huh... what a magic study! I didn't know you would spread such flawed magic..."

"So this magic is easy to use somehow, so rinse?!

"You can. It won't take much effort."

"" Make that improvement (please)!!

"Oooh!?

In this way, Satoshi Ojo decided that Zeros would do a deback job to optimize the magic script's manipulation.

I don't have time to rewrite the whole book, so I'm going to make a correction to the simple magic.

Later, all the wizards who produced this textbook will be chased away from their posts and expelled from the country.

This will be Osama's first legend, later called the Great Sage.