Cold temperatures persist today. No accumulation. A bright white snow passes through the window with a flicker.
I watched it rarely through the window, and it was getting cold, so I closed the window with Patan. Then when I sat down in the right place, I glanced at the letter of the picture book with my finger, and one silently began to write down the words.
The world is precious to paper - if only compared to Japan - and there is no need to use it to write graffiti or words. It seems that ink and brush are common things to write, and I'm used to using sharpens and color pens, so to be honest, I can't forbid it to be a hassle.
If this is about it, I'd rather write and practice with my fingers on the dirt road in front of the house. Recently, however, the more snow it snowed, the colder it became outside the house, so this is how we write in the room.
Mullah and Redick seem to be busy in the house in the morning, roughly ruining my time alone like that.
Well, because I'm a good girl? I pretend to know nothing and play alone to stay out of the way, but I have an idea why they seem to be busy.
Actually, it's just been a year since I was reincarnated into this world today. I mean, it's my birthday. That's probably why you two have been busy in the morning.
In addition, it is very depressing to hear from the other day how the flickering appeared if you intend to surprise me as well. I can see that I am concerned about this one.
I don't want you to lose too many children. No child will ever be able to read the air more than I am, but even dogs will react if they behave unusually.
Would you do it a little better? It is a very troublesome surprise to receive.
With that in mind, I kept writing, but I got tired of the simple work, and I took out the board I got with the birthday ritual, which I decided to call a status plate.
I've been looking at this plate this past year, and I've tried everything. As a result, I have learned a lot.
Level first.
The current level rose by 30 in 77 and six months.
Levels also seem to rise in everyday life. When I look at the display of my unique skill experience accumulation, I think it is because something of experience seems to exist and it accumulates in my life.
To be honest, I'm not sure about my talent.
Just one thing. It's only a matter of comparison, but based on the fact that I finally got high with a muscle strength value of 5, I don't think it's very intelligent to hit roughly 4 times that.
But I have memories of my past life and high school brains. Besides, I wasn't a retard at school either. I guess it was mediocre in grades, not that I was smart, but still 17 is low?
So I don't think intelligence is simply an indication of smartness or amount of knowledge. More importantly, it may not be that the other numbers also remain the same as the meaning of the word.
Next skill.
Whatever you say first, it would be a unique skill. My only skill by name.
But here's one problem.
What do you do by saving your experience? That's the story.
If saving money doesn't have a use for it, it means that it doesn't make sense, and you have experience and what can you do?
We have not yet reached a conclusion on this. There are levels of skill as well, and I know from other skills that I will remember new skills when it reaches 9.
So the only way to do this is to leave it alone until something is used.
But the accumulated experience now is 0. It's a problem before the level went up and it hasn't even been activated yet.
This skill...... could be garbage.
So far, that is the conclusion.
But not all of my skills are garbage. Let me tell you about two useful skills.
First, spatial skills from the beginning. This is somewhat of a skill, but you don't have to look at it with your eyes to see what's going on around you.
I still feel like I haven't been able to use it yet, but little by little I'm starting to understand the movement around me in more detail and more widely. Either way, even with your eyes closed, you might be able to see what's going on around you.
Next, the newly acquired magic manipulation in the last six months. This is an essential skill that must be used to use magic. Without this, they can't use magic well.
They say it explodes with Bong. Let's be careful.
By the way, I'm not a year old and I can already use magic.
Because around the time I was eight months old or I felt like I could go, I started speaking words. Then, being a parent idiot, Mullah and Redick cried and rejoiced, and then a few days later, Mullah taught me magic manipulation in an attempt to practice magic.
I also figured what I was teaching a kid who wasn't even a year old, but I didn't hate it, so I went out with her.
As a result, I learned magic manipulation in one day, and I was able to use magic even though I was a beginner.
What surprised me, however, was that the dreams and procedures were exactly the same. Imagine the magic you want to use and gather the magic you need for it.
The same process may have made it easy to master magic.
Again, this place is similar to a dream. Is this what every other world looks like?
... Well, I don't care about that right now... but what matters now is how to be strong quickly.
But actually, I've already found that quick way.
I think there are two things that represent strength in this world. One is simple talent. This goes up a lot when the level goes up, but it seems to go up a little if you work out even if it's not. But either way, it's time consuming, straightforward and cumbersome.
So I'm going to work out another strength. That is, needless to say, skill.
Skills in this world are apparently divided into several types, and we now know five. Usually rare, magical, weapon, unique.
It is cumbersome to explain one by one, so briefly, these are usually divided into three types: rare, unique, and magic and weapons.
First, in the first category, with some effect, or type of technical skill, the more rare and the more powerful it seems to be later.
Next, magic skills seem to have a strong auxiliary element and help improve magic and magic power.
Finally, weapon skills.
Let's say this is a unique acquired skill. When I chew it up, it seems like I can make my own moves, myself.
Just because you have sword skills, they don't have the effect of making swords better.
As such, there seem to be many different kinds of skills, but what I want now is rare skills. Unique skills are rare at the next point, as they won't be acquired unless you are born with them or have extra special experiences.
If you're rare by name, you must be strong. So I tried everything to get it. As a result, I got all the skills that made me want to say you were licking me.
I hung out with Redick, and I tried to play.
As a result, I got the skill of physical control and it was better balanced.
I tried to paint.
As a result, I gained the skill of drawing and became clever.
I made mud.
As a result, work skills were acquired and became as clever as your drawing.
I calculated it.
As a result, when arithmetic skills are available and secondary functions are solved in leisure time, arithmetic skills are kansted and transformed into computational skills. I always thought I was already kansted and got my thinking acceleration skills.
...... you're too choro, usually skills.
Apparently, skills are usually severely missed. No, if nothing focuses on the fight, maybe that's okay, but as far as I'm concerned, I've got more useless skills.
However, the process of evolution of arithmetic skills is very interesting. Computation from arithmetic simply switched to superior compatibility, but thought acceleration is a useful skill compared to other garbage skills.
Maybe other skills, even trashy ones now, will later turn into very powerful ones.
Thinking about it, there won't be a choice not to grow it.
Besides, my body is still small and weak. If you can develop your skills by painting, making mud dumplings, you don't even wish.
But when I say grow it, it doesn't improve inside. Today and today, I held a grumpy feeling on the status plate where I saw no major changes, and when I did, I sighed one and I stood up and stretched out my back greatly.
... Now, would it be good to pretend you don't notice? It's time to eat.
Let's try to play a good son, hoping for a different world version of the gift.... Not now.
─ ─ For the record, I got my acting skills this day, pinched by two crying people.
It's still chocolate.
And then about a year later...
I was almost 2 years old and my body grew so much too early that I was now growing up to be no different than my back compared to other 5 year olds.
This past year, after a thorough development of his skills, he gained a new rare skill in space exploration from his spatial skills. In addition, after various attempts, I have gained about 10 new Normal Skills, which are quite full of stats.
The new skills can be divided from what has been acquired by skill evolution and what I remember from scratch, but this is what happens when I sum up the skills that have been acquired so far.
Observation - Farsightedness - Hundred Mile Eyes - Discernment
Body Control Aerial Control
Painting - Painting
Job - Create
Accelerated Thinking - Genius
Acting - Actor
Magic Operation
Sneaky Feet - Toshio
Space Space Exploration
Fire magic, water magic, earth magic, wind magic
─ The area connected with is the evolution of skills to superior compatibility, and the area connected with the effect of skills is large and small and has changed.
One by one, we fly here because it takes time, but most of this is a capability enhancement that is not reflected in capability values such as increased vision, or a simple specification of a capability enhancement such as increased dexterity. You can think of it as strengthening your basic abilities.
Conversely, the only special abilities that seem to be skills in a sense, except for magic skills, are the three below.
It is a major premise of magic activation and a magic manipulation that allows you to manipulate magic outside your body.
A sneak foot that can intentionally turn off the sound of your feet.
Space exploration that allows you to use your space skills and sets to perform searches within the expanded space.
Unlike a constantly activated capability enhancement system, if you don't use it intentionally, it won't activate and requires magic, but instead, it has a strong meaning as a move, a skill that can be my hand tag.
No matter how fast I say I'm growing up, I'm not even 2 years old yet. Skill corrected talent compared to adults as well, not yet.
That, too, has led to the accumulation of extra experience points in experience accumulation skills since reaching level 99, and the level has stopped rising. Apparently, the level is 99 and Kanst.
Still, it was salvation that talent levels were rising slightly in my daily life, but the talent levels displayed in my status were stretching.
I just spent every day that I couldn't replace like this, and it would just be useless to expect a new breeze.
I've had enough. What I can do here, I'm done.
The time to accumulate power is over.
So today... I'm leaving this village.
Midnight when the moon illuminates the village instead of the sun. Comparatively precipitated aerial patterns with stars adding small lights.
When the moon covered the thin clouds and the dim darkness came, I jumped out of the shadows of the house.
I ran through the village as I erased the footsteps with my sneak skills and read the surrounding trends with my spatial skills. Then he climbed a pre-confirmed escape route - a single tree planted right next to the fence surrounding the village when it was key.
I tied a quick rope I had brought from my house to a branch that stretched across the fence and used it to get out of the village, I used my sneaking skills to get away from the village while hiding myself in the bush.
The moon hidden in the clouds becomes dewy. Along with that, his vision improves, and his legs, which he was carrying carefully with Kosokoso, eventually start kicking the earth, even if he doesn't mind kicking stones. The scenery around me looked glorious, even if it was encroached upon by the darkness of night.
Nothing, nothing, nothing.
Fences, people, chains.
What we have here is just a harsh, just beautiful figure of nature itself.
"Ha ha..."
Has the tension eased away from the village?
I looked at the big mountain I could see in the distance and zeroed my laughter.
What was in my mind was the curiosity that pushed me like a rough wave and the sense of liberation that freed me from the boundaries.
When I hold my fist to bite it off.
"Okay!
So he ran out into the mountain, which left a great shadow in the sky, even at night.
I've been in this world for two years. I can finally adventure this world by myself, without anyone interrupting me.
Let the adventure begin, from the mountains there.
I walked through a dim meadow with a wooden sword in my hand. But the young body soon reaches its limits and breathes up. Poor body. Will my breath rise just this far?
In that way, as I was biting into my weakness, I captured a silly shadow through the darkness. I immediately slowed down, hid my body in the grass, and looked softly forward.
Scratch the bush with your hands and ask from there how it was in front.
"Ggggggggggggggggggggggg"
If you look, there was a demon there. It's a goblin with an ugly face that's not so different from what I once dreamed of. It's dark and hard to see, but it doesn't seem armed. I don't even look like I have company.
This is just the right person to test your powers.
First...
"Fireball!
I turned to Goblin and unleashed my magic. An ambush from the shadows on the Goblin, said to be the weakest demon. If this doesn't work, my powers won't work for the world. Then let's go back to the village.
But Goblin, attacked from behind by a fireball that dyed the night's scenery red, hovered around the ground screaming.
The flame enclosed in the fireball burns its green skin black. If you look at it, it was a burning trace of blood.
"Don't die!
I head for a goblin with a wooden sword in my hand, and when I jump out of the bush, I shake it off against Goblin's head as much as I want.
A dull sound propagates through the core of the tree and onto the arm. It feels like I slapped something hard. But it feels like I smacked it.
Repeat that over and over again and aim at the back of the goblin's head.
And towards Goblin, who shook his body once viciously with his fifth hard hit, I waved down a relentless blow of Todome.
Dogga--
The wooden sword that struck him with momentum did not even crush Goblin's head - but hit him hard in the head as much as blood splashed in his face, and Goblin, who stopped moving, left only stones to disappear into the darkness of the night, turning his body black and disappeared.
"Ha... ha... if it's the same as your dream, now you can share a glass of water. Oh man......"
It's just the first battle. It's breathtaking. I picked up a small demon stone like a sand crust and felt a terrible approximation, but I didn't think deeply and put a glass of that water in my pocket.
And when he put the bloody wooden sword in front of his face, he loosened his mouth and held his hand.
"I knew I could fight now. I can kill demons."
Satisfaction and excitement very incompatible with a glass of water. I put it on my face without hiding it and stepped out.
Not yet, it's early to go home. I got out of the corner. I want to play more.
I went further in search of my next prey.
Then the demons come out one after the other. Goblins, oaks, cobolts and all the weakest class demons I've fought many times in my dreams, but alone, multiple or not, I kept winning.
Among them, there was also a mix of slightly stronger demons, but if they magically made a pre-emptive attack, they wouldn't have been opponents.
When that happens, I'm having fun, too, and I want to see how far my powers work.
I'm not a little strong, I normally seek strong demons, and my legs go further into the back.
Eventually, the surrounding scenery, from the meadows, to the woods. Moving from forest to mountain, I didn't even know where I was if I noticed.
But the excitement for the boiling unknown scratches away the fear of the unknown and even takes away reason to admonish recklessness.
So at that time, I didn't even think about what to do if some unbeatable demon came out or how to get out of here. Rather, the idea of not going back to the village like this and going on an adventure was stronger.
There was a four-legged beast ahead of her as she scratched through the grasshoppers that had become more depressed and the depressed trees that added to the darkness of the night.
As if waiting for me to come, lowering myself and roaring is reminiscent of a wild dog.
"Is this guy a demon, too?
He was the type of demon I'd never seen before. But from the looks of it, I guessed it was like a rabid dog and instantly unleashed magic.
"Fireball!
But let it go from close range, the dog demon gently dodges it and roars low again.
Apparently, it's nothing like the demons we've had before.
When I loosened the corner of my mouth, I shot another fireball. But Hilary and it were also bewitched, and the dog demon howled high.
A chorus of howling, echoing on Mount Tunde. Apparently, he had company.
"Chip, fire..."
"Gwaaaa!"
The demon brightened his fangs and attacked me when I said magic again after tongue-in-cheek over the fact that I had been called to my company.
Fireball fired before I rushed to finish saying it. But now the mad dog jumped straight into the flames without flailing it.
You idiot... yes, the moment I floated my insult.
"Gwow!"
The demon jumped through the fireball.
"Gu......!
Waving the wooden sword reflexively, I was bounced off with my nails, and I was pushed down from my back with that momentum intact.
"No......!
When my nails opened my eyes again, closed for a moment to the pain of eating into my shoulders, there was a beast's face in front of me that drooped yodale.
Ah... this... this is the bad one.
Signs of gameover I've experienced more than once. Nails eating into my skin won't let me get away with it. Yodale dripping from his mouth filled with vicious fangs wide open, as even Arn does, falls on his face.
I've given up my resistance and pulled out my whole body.
Don't hurt too much, will you?
Think about it, wait for the imminent death...
"What the fuck are you doing to my son, you fucking dog!
"Caw!"
There was a blood splash in front of me. It had a purple color, a color similar to the darkness of the night.
After the instant interruption demon, the demon's body ignites and at the same time his vision turns violently. I didn't know why I had to give myself up to it, and the voice I was used to hearing immediately afterwards.
"Ray!"
What popped into my eyes was Redick's face, full of sweat. The sweat reflected the fire burning red, and it looked brilliant in orange.
"Are you hurt? Are you all right? Are you alive?
Having a weak eye that did not look good on a sword carved with a large body and splendid dragon tattoos, Redik, over and over again, checked my body and face with those eyes and exhaled a slightly larger and more soothing breath, held me tight.
"Glad you're safe."
I was... but I stayed.
Sometimes it didn't come true by force. But my body was so weak that I didn't have the strength to resist before that.
It was then.
Gauuuuu!
Several overlapping howls echo through the mountains.
"Stay here."
Redick's eyes get rough.
Redick gently lowered me to the ground, sheltering me on my back and circling my gaze.
"Son of a bitch! Don't think you can live with my son!
Ledik, who barked so hard, neglected to disappear from before me.
"What?"
One demonic scream after another arrived in my ear, instantly incomprehensible, that it had not disappeared, but moved so fast that my eyes could not catch up.
That, too, comes from all directions as the whole mountain choruses screams everywhere.
Caw!
Guwan!
Heh!
Countless tree spirits in the dark. Plus, my head finally chased me, and I was running out when I realized it.
Awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome!
I couldn't get excited.
As excited as I was, I scratched the grass and proceeded to the screamer, and I saw it.
Look at Redick cleaving a stupid big ghost in two.
"Ha! What is it, bokeh"
Leddick, who threw up, immediately noticed me and gazed at me.
Immediately afterwards, where did you go?
Redick's eyes were decimated.
"Guuuuuuu!"
"Hih...!
Redick has held me tight at the speed of wrapping the blast. That hug suddenly passed and the scream leaked unexpectedly from my mouth, where the trauma flashed back.
But even struck out that voice and I gently lowered my arms trying to resist the crying Redick's embrace.
"............... sorry"
"Baccharrow! Don't apologize! Ome's not bad! I took my eyes off you. It's my fault! I'm so glad you're safe!
My wondrous crying father and my tricks like abandoning it.
Is it because I am on a winter night in the embrace of Redick, who comes holding me painfully tight? Or was the sweat scratched in the battle chilled?
...... warm.
I didn't know what it was, but that's what I thought.
"Look, come on, Ray."
Eventually you were satisfied with one cry, Redick opens that big hand and offers it to me. I looked at the offered hand and dropped my gaze on my little hand.
... It was still early. I still didn't have enough power to look around the world.
So until you get stronger... you have no choice.
"─ Yeah."
Let's go home.
I nodded and lay my own little hand on that big hand.