Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

"Tatsuya! First name, Sien, last name Ride. All the time, I'll sign you up for a duel!

"Ha...?

In the morning, when I left the inn early in preparation for my promise to Singen, there was a line of men who filled the road with slack.

The men are dressed as heavily armed. In this hot and bitter tropical climate, some guys purposefully hid their faces in their helmets. The number of people...... was so ridiculous to count.

"Yeah... what the hell is going on? Festival?"

"The festival?... No, this is as soon as I want a duel with you and ascend. It was a duel brilliant the other day. It's that strength that doesn't bring A-rank adventurers together, it's actually people's mood that they want to join hands with. Therefore, a comrade who aspires to martial arts is here today."

"Heh..."

Though I tried to groan like other personnel, their hot gaze is directed at me like a concentrated fire.

I mean, there was no interpretation other than seeing yesterday's fights, or hearing rumors, and a battle freak who wasn't there to stay or stand.

... What the hell is this lawless zone? And as a matter of course, it's strange to have queues waiting for the order of the duel.

"I'm sorry you bothered to come... I have plans for you today, can you do it again? If you can't, well, evening or something..."

"Oh, my God! That was rude. - You heard me, guys! For today, dissolve!

"Owo!"

A wild voice returns to the call of a man named Sien.

What the hell is that sense of leadership? I just came to this country yesterday, a little... no, I don't quite understand. I don't know, maybe this country has its own rules, its own culture...

"Ha ha, you haven't been popular in the morning. Since when have challengers gathered?"

"Whoa, when! You were already here, Singen. I didn't realize."

Being overwhelmed by the masses in front of me, I hadn't even noticed Singen, who was right on my side, and I rang from behind and jumped my body freaking out.

"I have a feeling this is going to be a long stay... don't"

Singen laughs and strokes his beard as if it were a familiar sight.

"I'm sorry, but that's not going to happen. At my own convenience, I can't be bothering my people, and I'm thinking of leaving here for about two weeks."

That's the number of nights I was supposed to stay. It seems short, but when it comes to important business if we don't do it in this country, it's just about Cool Cass' trade-related stuff, and there's no reason why we have to stay longer. I'd rather leave as soon as I can, given the money, the time and all that.

Even so, I intend to take a long stay to nurture my future voyage.

"Was it... No, too bad. I was hoping we could train together for about a year."

"Ha, that's good too, personally. Well, it's like backgammon, and I think you'll be able to come anytime you want, but we'll follow up on that. I think we're gonna have to ask Singen a little favor."

Backgammon is a transfer tool, and I wanted to ask Singen for the installation location and management. Almost close to the building, but when the emperor finds out, it's a little uneasy, so I want a trusted local person to watch the metastatic artifact.

So the current installation location is unexpectedly few. To Ignor the king's capital, Arctia, three of the capital of Coolcats. I am anxious to run out of stock with about 40 more.

Although it is up to Singen to reduce the stock safely here.

"I'm not sure, but if you and Lord Ray are going to see each other again, let some impotence and recklessness pass through."

Well, there doesn't seem to be a problem. The installation location can be in the warehouse or anywhere, and if it's a borough store that you don't use, you can buy it out and just let them see how it goes from time to time at all.

Whatever it is, if you secure a place about the labyrinth city, you can have it come the other way, and it won't be a bad story for Singen. I'm going to gladly enter the labyrinth.

"Now that we have fewer hedges, should we come? What are your people planning to do?

"Not all of them, but he says he wants to go some people. I think he'll be out in a little while."

"Then how about a brief introduction to this country while we wait?

"I'd love to hear that. I don't know... globally, it's a closed place, so I don't really know what's inside."

"Do you remember my arms or I'm an island that hardly ever stops by but a flowing adventurer?"

The Yamato Power is a famous country among adventurers as a relay for adventurers heading to labyrinth cities. In further detail, it will be among the adventurers operating on the north side of [the African continent].

In the more southerly regions of the [Afroto continent], it is common not to pass through the Yamato powers, but to go directly from the original forest or from the [beginning continent], where the tower of God is located, to the [Clifoto continent], where the labyrinth city is located. Because these two continents are adjacent and relatively easy to cross by boat.

So I won't go far and bother choosing a long sea route where there's a lot of danger. Rather, many take safety away from the north side.

"Therefore, the awkward men aspire to martial arts. It is synonymous with the stability of the nation."

"I see... so this island is peaceful"

Far from the continent, this is an isolated island, so to speak, of the sea. Distribution is not easy to ask for help, no matter what happens on the island. Then we have to deal with every problem ourselves. You have to be strong enough to make it happen.

That's why if a thing called Wu flourishes and anyone who goes on the road sees someone from another country that carries a knife, the likes of lawless zones are spreading.

"Sometimes people who are educated in other countries feel far from peace in some ways. But it is true that martial artists take the lead in hunting and fishing for demons. There is an overwhelming lesser damage caused by demons here than in other countries. In that regard, peace is not an exaggeration."

"Heh, so those people were fishing for fish."

"That's the law of this country. It is not possible to board a fishing vessel, except for those who have been authorized to do so by the State. Therefore, the Awkward will honor and honor some of the mighty men who have been allowed to refine their moves, build strength, and board fishing boats."

This is another thought-provoking policy. By daring to make money on tough conditions, we are raising the stock of the job and increasing the rarity. Perhaps knights from other countries, as well as the high salaries given to soldiers and those close to envy, are given to fishermen from this country.

"But can you bribe food in this country in such a small number?

"It was a rude, misleading word. Essentially, if you have the same strength as Adventurer Rank B, your permission to board a fishing boat will go down, so it's not that tough. However, there is a strict division of strength, which divides the waters into which you can enter."

I see, if I had permission to board the ship, would I be forced to compete this time? That way, he said, as a result of stirring people's sense of competition, it became a land where fighting fanatics gathered.

"Somehow, I understood the situation earlier. If there's a strong guy here, it's culture to try."

"Sure, that's the tendency. Fortunately, there are many people coming from other countries to train martial arts, but there are other cultures not found in other countries. Today I am thinking of directing you to places where you can get in touch with the unique culture of the Yamato country."

"That's exciting"

Singen seems to have thought a lot of things over the night. He's a really good guy.

We talked a lot afterwards, killing time.

After a while, Charstena came out of the inn, and the garment, and the gilk, all together.

"Oh, did I make you wait?

"That's why I told you to hurry."

"'Cause there's a lot of preparation..."

Charstena and a knit dressed in a rare outfit called clothing alone, without swords or protective equipment. Charstena, in a white pointed, shoulderless piece, sparingly exposes its beauty. Sleek, stretched white feet with beach sandals and very cool outfits.

The garment, on the other hand, wears a slightly shorter skirt and a shirt with small, floral embroidery. This one's really cool, too.

Plus, you're wearing makeup today, and you both feel a little different than usual. Totally off-style. It would be called eye bliss.

Gilk compared to that.

"Are you going to go get the bugs? Which cage did you bring?"

"Is this it? This was lent to me by Spring Tree. Looks like it's fashionable to walk around with worms. We'll be in fashion in a little while."

"Come on, Haruki's playing with me. There's no way that's fashionable."

Gilk, with a short sleeve shorter bread and a bug cage lowered from his neck, laughs to fool around.

"You outdated combat idiot. It's not like you, who can't ride in fashion and carry a sword from day to day. In this day and age... hunting."

"You used to say to the habit of crying out just because a demon came out."

Give up a hundred steps, even if that's fashionable, isn't it really just the outfit?

Besides, insect removal boys will be allowed to dress up to about 1 in precision.

"Look around you, Ray. They all carry cages just like me, don't they?

"That's putting in the fish I caught. Your wormcage has a different purpose."

Gilk stiffened Pocan's mouth to see if my exact scratch was an eye-to-eye scale shock fact.

"Such an idiot..."

"You're the fool. Why do spring trees know more about the fashion of this world than you do? First you realize something's wrong there."

"Damn...... but! Haruki said noble people don't know the world! I mean, this discrepancy is what I have!

What do you want to do by practicing it yourself, this prince Ethe?

He's also a golden bastard, and what do you do with him?

"You know... you sure don't know something choosy, do you? But that's a different route from what the world doesn't know. I don't know. I'll tell you when. Remember. You're the kind of guy with a headache."

"Oh, he said he was a headache ⁉ ●"

The shocking headache collapsed from his knee.

"Oh no... oh my beast... koleksi... part 1 is..."

Gilk shrugs some bumps and strange things, and he drips.

Well, Daita Haruki's mouth truck put him on well, and he must have given him something. That's the kind of guy he is.

"Um... if Haruki tricked you into something, I'll say it and take it back, cheer up"

To Gilk's sympathetic appearance, the hearty knit reaches out. Besides, Ba, Gilk, with his face up, stood on his knees and held his knitted hand.

"Ooh! The coat is a god! No, a goddess!

The real thing is next door, and I know Othi, so I haven't reached out.

Put aside that whining of my heart, and Gilk exposed the evil of Haruki in a vocal manner.

"There was treasure footage of that demon paying high money and recording only the swimsuit of a beautiful beast girl that I would never have been able to shoot again! If you can ride the current fashion, I exchanged it with the thought of weeping blood, but if you persuade Haruki, I don't even wish!

"... I'll take it back and burn it."

"Why?!

There will be no reason or shit. When I saw the chilling gaze of the knit and Charstena, it was obvious. No need to dig in and explain.

"Ha ha, it seems as busy as ever around Lord Ray. No, pleasant and pleasant."

"Well, some idiots like this, but do me a favor today, Singen"

"You asked me to. Shall we hurry up?"

It was the company on a slightly higher hill that Singen led us to begin with.

"This is a company dedicated to its ancestors. It is a tomb in other countries, but in our country we weigh technology that has been passed down more pulsely than in ancient times, so we show gratitude and respect to our ancestors who have conveyed it, and thus we worship it."

After hearing a brief explanation of Singen, we each turn our attention to the company.

In terms of atmosphere, it seems close to the shrine, but there are differences in small places. For example, what is depicted is not an animal like a monkey or pheasant in Japan, but a tough monster?

With a bronze statue with a samurai-style man, a demon king and a half-human monster crossing his sword, as if he had fallen through some of the legends of a great man?

Just wave your sword even, only the scene shifts, a streaming painting depicting the rigors of your workout?

Except for some slightly cerebral muscle tick embellishments, it's not particularly different.

"I don't know what to say... you're so creative"

He was mouthing his thoughts as the garment carefully chose words for its differences from Japan.

"Indeed, I have never seen such a style in the kingdom. Is this the unique tradition of the Yamato powers?

"That's a prince of a country, your eyes are high. Yes, this company shows our ancestors that our country's traditional culture has been scattered and inherited."

"I see, wasn't it just a brain muscle country"

"Ha ha, that's not a common mistake. Some warriors, including the awkward, inherited the tradition of battle, while others inherited this traditional culture."

Even Gilk's rude words, Singen laughs back without distracting herself. Then Charstena eared at me with a voice that only I could hear.

"You look like the world Ray was talking about."

Secondly, when I saw her, she was anxiously distorting her face. At the end of that gaze, there's a knit.

"... just similar though"

Somehow I looked into her mind and I said, just similar, not the same. Then Charstena again in a small voice.

"Don't you think Ray wants to go home?

"I don't think. There's something over there that's not over there."

When I answered immediately, Charstena broke her face.

"Good."

If I could have dispelled Charstena's anxiety, I'd have been glad. But the other day, when I asked him how he felt about the knit, I couldn't seem to snort that I was honest with him.

Because I had such complicated thoughts, I didn't realize that I was staring at the knit myself, and I noticed my gaze and the person turned.

"What's wrong?

"... no, it's nothing"

Next, Singen guided me to a place where something called the tablet of the Divine Age was worshipped.

"This is a stone tablet that tells a long time ago"

"Heritage...... so...!

What a word to attract my heart. Needless to say, he's my favorite.

A stone slab that says the legacy remains in the Yamato powers. I put my face close together so I could bump into it.

The tablet consisted of four paintings.

First, in the upper right corner, four balls, yellow, blue, green and colourless, float around a woman with a sword in the middle. Behind the woman, there exists a large sphere depicting the sun or the divine glow.

Subsequently, in the lower right corner, there is depicted a person who appears to be the same person as the woman depicted in the upper right corner, giving people a sword, one ball at a time, to each of the four beasts.

And the upper left depicted a woman holding a single baby and people fighting ugly under its eyes, while the fourth, lower left painting depicted a baby falling out of a woman's hands and into contentious people.

"This is... no way in the myth of Genesis..."

"Genesis mythology?

Sharstena, who was watching next door, seemed to think of something and shrugged in a trembling voice.

"Yeah, the myth of world creation. The inheritance that the Genesis God dropped his power on earth after making the world out of his own four balls of power"

I've never heard such a story before. Seeing how Gilk is listening intriguingly, it seems I'm not the only one who didn't know anything.

"But in fact, the existence of the balls was not confirmed, and only the sword known as the Divine Sword existed. But nobody was allowed to have that sword until the end of Genesis, and when was it to be called the Holy Sword, a sword that only a saint chosen by God could possess?"

…… That's not true, it was lost during the Evil God War... "

"Yeah, it's the sword that [the God-killer brave] used."

That means it's not irrelevant to the history we pursue. At least the sword on this tablet is real. Charstena is the witness.

"But then I don't know. What is this? I've never even heard of Genesis mythology."

Charstena gives words a glimpse of agitation and amazement. Her eyes were pointed at the left half of the tablet.

I peek in with you. In this left half, Charstena - that is, something that even the goddess doesn't know.

Maybe we have now discovered the key to untying the true history of the past, where we stopped by.

If you think so, the eyes that look at the stone slab can also help.

And that's when Singen.

"I'm glad you seem interested. The Awkward have inherited this from the Genesis long before the beginning of the New Genesis... wonder and the mythology of Genesis in other countries seems to be poorly known."

We all looked at Singen's face in the mouth as if we knew something we didn't.

"It's kind of embarrassing to be watched so much."

"Does Singen know what it is? about the continuation written here"

"Was it a continuation of the myth of Genesis that I was saying earlier? As you know, it's an eyebrow theory, isn't it?

"Still, I don't mind"

"Yeah, history I don't know. If you're saying you interpreted that in any way, I'd like to hear it."

Me and Charstena approached Guiguy and Singen.

With a troubled look on its face, Singen laughs bitterly.

"Was Lord Ray and the others actually archaeologists? I didn't expect the awkward to show that much interest."

"Adventurers are people who prioritize their interests and what they want to do, so to speak, they live in a hobby. I'm a part of it."

That's why you get the high rewards that were at stake and focus all your efforts on your hobby. Those who aren't really running adventurers, we call them road adventurers. Exactly what an adventurer like me is doing right now that has nothing to do with questing.

"Well, I see. Even so, it's not really a big deal… the left half of the mural shows the presence of the selector, they say."

"Selected by? What the hell is that?

I don't know enough to say at all, I leaned my neck. Charstena, on the other hand, held her mouth down as she took a breath and groaned in a potpout.

"Selector… Then I've heard it a long time ago. The selector is the one who chooses and dictates the way of this world."

"Choose the way the world is... stipulate...?

Oh, my God, who looks like shit?

"I don't know the details. But I know there's never been a selector before. So no one knows why it's known or why it exists"

"So you're saying it could be a fabrication made by someone?... I don't know why the past is so vague."

"Because it's the past. We who weren't actually in that past have no other way of knowing but to guess from the information given. So you make it up, you take it the wrong way, you lose sight of the real thing."

What Charstena said was true, and I realized once again the difficulty of knowing past history.

In other words, there is no evidence that what is written on this tablet is necessarily correct, and its interpretation may be incorrect.

The wrong elements are all over the place. I can't do it. I'm too gay.

"By the way, it looks like you're just worried about the table, but this tablet goes on behind it, too, right?

"What... there's more to it?

Singen told us to go around behind the tablet.

There were four different paintings there again.

The first painting. There, nothing is depicted. None.

There, the second depiction depicts the birth of two men and women. And the third thing they met and held hands together. And at the end of the day, those two are completely torn apart. It's like a thick, distorted wall with hands that never cross again.

…………

It's a very qualitative picture compared to the table. But it's much more elusive than the table, and I can't think of an interpretation.

What the hell is this?

The impression I saw was that it was like a picture of a weaving princess and a hiko.

I don't know.

"Singen, what's this one depicted?

"It's been said that there was something before the creation of the world, but we don't even know what it is."

"I see... I mean, you don't know anything"

Assuming you're writing about something before World Genesis... my interpretation, but someone was born where there was nothing, someone met someone. I guess the result is that this world was born.... maybe.

"Hmm, that's hard. It's much worse this way than the surface."

"... right, I'm not sure either. Probably only knows the right answer about Genesis."

"In the end, are we going to get there? I guess I'll have to go see her eventually."

I dropped my voice in the second half and squeaked like a solitaire.

Then the gilk accidentally.

"By the way, here it is. You didn't have it?

That said, I pointed to a part of the tablet with a stone slab. What do you mean, if you look at its fingertips, there is a yellow sphere there... If you look closely, there is a soil pattern there, and the color looks yellow because of the sumptuous color.

"... is this about you or that ball?"

"No, I don't know... I just think it's similar, if you stare at it, it's two melons"

"It's true... you've noticed so well, Gilk. Then it turns out I'm the ball of Genesis."

Hmm? I knew it...... so?

I doubted my ears.

"Mr. Charstena, did you realize that?

"No, I wonder... somehow..."

Charstena looked away badly, but as far as I'm concerned, I didn't mean to blame her. It was easy to imagine that she would not have been sure.

"Something... am I the only one with a bad feeling?

"Hey, can't you flag that?

"Did you hear that from Spring Tree again? Totally, I teach you all the weird things... but if you feel a foretaste of something bad happening, you should turn your head to deal with it."

"Well, that's the thing."

Whimpering in a shuddering mix, the sweatshirt opined on Gilk and I got on with it.

There's no way you won't take measures because there's a feeling that something bad is going to happen at the point where you already have it, without flags and relationships.

"But with that said, what exactly is going to happen? Like being a van?

"Like that one the other day? But that's a bad thing that Abalone there experimented with without thinking."

"Ugh, I didn't know I wasn't going to try. But, thanks to you, anything unusual comes with origami."

Impossible, such as not using magic and creating sand of that magnitude. It ignores the laws of the world.

"Then will the line of usurpation thicken... I've never seen it, but the monster known as the Lord of Sand is quite something, isn't it? Then I can easily imagine using it to gain quite a bit of power."

"That means it's dangerous to make it public, right? If they're gonna take that ball, it's gonna be tough. If they knew, there would be a lot of people out there trying to get that power, and it seems like they've never been able to keep it a secret."

"And just in case, let's keep it under control as always. 'The guy you have, it's him!' so that I can be pressed."

Is it my fault if I don't feel prepared?

"I'm fine with that, but if you do that, you won't help me if I'm held hostage, will you?" Go ahead, kill me at ease, "I say."

"Then I said, 'Do you value the ball more than the lives of your people? ⁉ Well, you can't help it, balls are more important to a man than the lives of his people! ♪ And I'll scream out loud for you ♪

"You suck. I won't help you, either, then."

"It's getting worse lately, isn't it, Gilk?"

"... you, I think you should think about it a little longer."

I shouted the lower story out loud and put aside the gilk that gave me the eye to see the garbage for the second time today, and by hiding the existence of the sphere, the story was gathered.

and a singen that was placed outside a single mosquito net.

"Lord Ray, I don't know what you're saying about that or this or my balls from earlier..."

"No way. Whose prank is that? Get something like that the other day. I've always thought it was a funny sphere, but I can't believe you have such a nasty power..."

I took the ball out of my bag and showed it to Singen. Trust me that Singen won't have to worry about talking to the peppers in the margins.

Singen peeks into the sphere and roars at its transparency.

"This is beautiful again… amazingly, as Lord Ray and the others put it, it is very similar to the stone slab"

"Well, I don't mean to bother, but don't ask me to keep it a secret that we have this."

"Of course I am. Awkward people don't speak so lightly as they speak the secrets of others in public."

Singen nodded strongly and promised me to keep a secret. When I'm happy with it and I play ball, I get my mind back on it and ask for guidance to the next place.

"We'll talk about this another time. Now, let's enjoy the sightseeing, shall we?

"I suppose so. Now go to the next place."

The side of Singen, who said so, seemed to be laughing somewhere.

As the Gilks follow him like that, I turn back to the mural once and for all.

This...... four beasts who received the balls of Genesis. It is plundering and hard to see, but a rocky giant like a golem, a monster similar to a dragon swimming in the sea, a bird with eight wings, an alien monster as if several beasts had combined.

What the hell are these guys...

Then they showed me several places. We would never have gotten there on our own, including the hidden spots unique to the locals, where we were last guided by Singen, the hottest place in the country, who touched a lot on the country's own culture.

"Sure...... this is hot"

"It's hot and bitter. You're wrong."

Charstena and her coat all nodded at the scratch of gilk that she couldn't put in her hair.

In front of us were two males who bumped into each other with only one sword with their own flesh.

"Lord Ray would have known. Until now, we have introduced a culture unrelated to the battle, but we still cannot separate the battle and talk about the Yamato power."

Bumping between males.

The battle between two men, who put all of that on their fists and swords of will, pride, and possession, and bump each other, becomes more and more intense. With it, the enthusiasm of the tourist also grows, and a roaring cheer flies.

"Whoa! What a high level... you'll never see anything like this"

No magic, no skills.

You may only use your forged flesh and moves.

At first glance, that's a rule inferior to a mock fight at school and a battle that took an inferior safety margin enough, but a white-hot battle between the two that is surplus by knocking it off.

I couldn't help but notice.

In all weapons types, I know I've been recognized for more than a certain level of proficiency. After all, the moves of someone who extremes one of them are not like a burning blade like mine.

Each blow bears testimony to the intensive training that the person has been repeating.

I see, this is certainly hot.

Techniques built only with your own sweat and blood, so to speak, that do not rely on paranormal forces, such as skills.

And flesh that sharpens what is unnecessary in the process and optimizes it to its own ideals.

It is a kind of beauty. A work of art. Then this is already a national culture.

"This is... the Yamato Power"

I heated my chest and admired it.

That's right, a nation of martial arts that, despite being a small country, is said to have the equivalent of a great power.

After seeing this, I know that it is never false or anything, but rather more than a rumor.

"This is what a true Yamato power looks like. Attracted by this battle, the awkward want to take their weapons, train themselves, and rise to this stage."

"Oh... I can see that that would happen if they showed me this fight. Wow... can you fight like this without skills or magic"

I forgot. No, should I say I was used to it?

It's natural to have skills and magic. I have not fought once to use anything I could use and make money say things.

You can win. You can kill him.

That's everything in practice. For that matter, I don't care what kind of cowardly hands you use.

Because if you lose, that's where it ends, the practice.

So I don't think I'm fighting the wrong way right now.

But when they show you this, the words are brittle as paper scraps.

Can people move like this without skills?

Do people unleash such diverse moves without magic?

I had never tried it before, and I was fascinated to try its limits.

Seeing how excited I am like that, Singen nodded contentedly.

"─ Lord Ray, would you like one with the awkward?

Yes, Singen invited me to a duel with the unease of recommending an intermittent meal.