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

I was down the stairs to continue the mole test. The soliciting adventurers who were there never spoke or followed.

Is that because you were watching me interact with King Yingjie?

The rejection of the invitation was about the momentum on the spot, but it worked unexpectedly. It is a great honor to be invited to buy strength from other adventurers, not just King Yingjie, but as for myself unwilling to ride the invitation, I feel comfortable.

If you look at that one, and still, the clan will come to persuade you to set up a solid operation.

Well, whatever it is, it's perfect to go, but I declared the establishment of the clan in front of King Yingjie, so I have to convince my people not to shamelessly say it without it.

That being said, I don't think I have any objections to recruiting new members or anything that's ever changed dramatically... but suddenly, around Anna would definitely be booed.

It's a hassle, so should I explain about the benefits of building a clan?

and so on, and he said he was working out a plan for the establishment of the clan in his head.

"Lord. Are you glad I turned you down?

Cecil, who was quietly following him, accidentally called out.

I respond by making sure there are no people around me, diving into my voice.

"That's okay, now. I'll be the best adventurer in the world, my way. That's why I want him to be a wall to go beyond, not a fellow member of the same clan."

"Kukuku, isn't that a really burning development? Interesting. Let me take a closer look at that."

"... you knew King Yingjie was there from the beginning."

I've been teaching you exam venues while sniffing around. So, even if you asked me out personally, you'd expect me to say no?

I kind of have to feel like Cecil's going about things the way he thinks.

"─ By the way, what's the example?

"No matter, it doesn't pull out. This is the unused plate."

That said, what Cecil has handed me was a plate that has the ability to disclose the status on a limited basis used in the earlier exam.

I'll take it and see if it's unused.

"You'll do what you do right, so you won't finish it, really. After that, I wish you'd ditch that weird crush."

"Come on, let's not get dumped in the future."

Cecil held down her black hat and tied a grin to her mouth. The suspicions of appearance go hand in hand, and from other people's point of view, they may even look dastardly.

In fact, I'm doing something bad because it's stealing.

I traded it for a plate of misrills, so I want you to forgive me. Sell it and it must be expensive.

"Well, whatever it is, now you may finally know what Haku's status is"

Yes, this is an impulse late offense that I'd like to see Haku's status wrapped up in mystery until now. While I was waiting in order, I borrowed a plate from Kossoli and Cecil.

"Let's just use it, Huck"

"Pi."

To avoid troublesome questions, when he called Haku's name, who had him hidden behind his clothes, Haku looked at Mozomozo and exhaled heavily.

They were hot and humid.

Huck licks a plate with perolli when he scratches his tongue small with his fangs. Then, just as earlier, it emitted a pale light, and letters appeared on the plate.

"Which..."

"Pi?"

"Ho... this is inside"

Vitality SS.

Muscle Strength SSS.

Health A.

Agile SS.

Durable SSS.

Dexterity B.

Intelligence A.

Magic s.

Skills 15.

... That's the strongest species. It has a status that could cross me and Charstena.

"You... you're usually just asleep, what does this status mean?"

Sleeping children say they grow up, but I didn't think that would apply to inebriation. It's a new fact that deserves to be stunned.

"Lord, that probably reflects racial differences. Generally, race tends to be average, but elves and others say that instead of intelligence and magic specializing, physical growth is not desirable. It is also easy for dragons who are not even human to show remarkable differences in race."

"Uh, I see. Does that mean you're only comparing to people?"

Surely, if you ask me, this is only a measure of man's power, not of dragon's. Without considering the neighborhood, I can also snort that if I measure people by reference, they get a whole lot of numbers.

If you measure it accurately, I guess there's nothing else to compare with the Wearings for help, but it looks like you'll need to trade a ton of plates for misrills. Exactly. I'm sorry about that, too, Cecil, the executor.

Most importantly, even if I just somehow figured out Haku's status, it's a huge gain.

As a parent, as long as Haku is happy to grow.

Especially when the muscle strength and endurance equivalent of humanity's strongest class is something like the dragon child. I was relieved that it seemed to combine the power and robust scales that properly matched the dragon giant.

I think dragons deserve to be known as the most powerful species to make because they now have the famous flying power with the king of the sky and release a powerful and incomparable brace.

In addition, in Haku's case, he has a deformational self-contained shrinking skill in attacking with claws that are specific to multiple fights. Clarify, I don't see any holes.

... Is that it? Isn't this guy actually unscrupulous, strong?

"Hey, Huck. Do you really want to fight me next time?

"I don't want to because I'm a strong parent"

"Well, well, don't say that"

Thus, the day after I caught Haku shaking his head with a treat, I managed to achieve a critical victory in my will as a parent to Haku, who showed his seriousness.

And I thought.

Shit...... I'll lose one day, he said.

Aside from that, let's go back to continuing the mole test.

The training ground I was told to head on the third floor was on the back of the building. There, beside the practical examination of the mole test, it also seemed to be used as a place for the training of senior seekers, gathering men who were dirty in sweat and dirt.

That too, apparently, has been overdone by someone, a situation in which all of them are turned into audiences for mole tests.

The trouble is, I've got a hedge, and I'm gonna have a hard time getting out of there.

And on the way through the pedestrian walls, what came naturally into my ears was the conversation of the adventurers around me gathered on the spot.

"Who are they? Make it a new face, aren't you too strong?

"Oh, the one who was running away with that pitiful scream, he didn't plunder the attack of the second-degree explorer. Considering that you didn't even show a bare gesture to play, are you an extra user? Whatever, they're horrible."

"Especially that red-haired kid. Saying healers, swords are top notch, magic is top notch. A talented man. As long as I'm jealous. I don't think you should join our clan somehow."

As far as conversation is concerned, everyone's passing seems solid.

One foot at a time, one peace of mind.

"Oh, you're finally here, Ray"

As my face finally came out of the pedestrian walls, Gilk, who first noticed this one, called out. Because of that, the crowd opens up just a little bit to tell the adventurers around me that I'm here for the exam.

"Phew, I finally fell out. I wish I'd jumped over."

"That was late. Did something happen up there?

"Talk to me for a second. So, how was it over there?

"Everyone, pass safely. But I'm in a little trouble. As you can see, I can't get out."

"Hasn't anyone done too much flashy? Well, if it feels like it's in my ear, it looks like they're all paying attention..."

And, looking back at nothing, as forcefully as I did, scratched the crowd, and one adventurer came forward.

"Pfft, I'm having a hard time. Damn it, are the others done?"

Too bad he shrugged, loosening his mouth when he looked at me more chilly than he was done.

"Hey, Rookie. I have a good story for you who seems to have a lot of blood, don't you hear me?

"If you just ask"

"Nice, I have to. First of all, can I introduce myself lightly? I'm Baroque the Clan [Red Lion]. I don't know what to say to myself, but I'm a first-degree explorer. Greetings, Rookie."

"[Red Lion]..."

[Red Lion] Among several clans, it is a famous clan that has transcended the sea and reached the king's capital.

I am also the generation that inspired the activity.

"You already know that, but it's Ray. It's a pleasure to meet you. Nice to meet you."

For me, he is as far away as King Yingjie. The protagonists of Adventure Tan are heard from across the ocean.

Realizing that I had finally stood on the same stage as those I had longed for, I shook Baroque's hand back, which I had offered in a friendly manner.

"Rookie, you can be the one for the strength test I'm going to take now. With your strength, you won't even be opponent if you're below the second level. What do you say?"

"I don't care what you say... I don't know if you want to expose your hands more than you need to in the people's environment. Except if it has any merit... but most importantly, I don't know why you're dealing with me."

It's not stingy to take battles, but there's nothing more scary than someone who doesn't know what the purpose is.

I'm still waiting for his answer. You noticed me like that, Baroque says with a little hateful look on his face.

"He's a petty rookie. Well, I don't mind... Your advantage is knowing the level of the 1st level Explorer and reducing the risk of being able to hang a little from an elephant student. It's about the demons of the Labyrinth who are fighting with me."

She told me she would have known not to mention this, and I smiled. And the reason he fights me for his destiny. That was a little less modest than I expected, but never worse for me.

"So, my advantage is, if I win, I want you to solicit me to the clan. I'm not saying I'll ever go in, but I want you to talk to our leader and try and dive into the labyrinth a few times. If you're in a clan with someone you're gonna lose, you're gonna be a little interested, too, right?

"Sure, if you lose"

"Whoa, say it, Rookie. I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to lose either. If you win, you won't pass this exam."

Kerakera and Baroque laughed, turning and sharply pointing their eyes.

"So the examiners are taking turns. Teme and the others aren't complaining, are they?

Was a good brother acting until earlier, Baroque intimidating around at a glance? That was it, the examiner shook his head vertically and the wild horse adventurers took a step back.

"Isn't that the" Red Lion Claw "? Why are you dealing with a rookie?

"Fool, you didn't hear me. I told you right now. That rookie is amazing."

Somehow the story of Kosovo gets to my ear, but Baroque isn't going to say that much. I guess it's just a matter of staying out of the way.

But thank you for that, even for me.

This is the hand that confirms the strength of the Level 1 Explorer.

"For once, I'll set the rules, Rookie. There are many people, and no large-scale attacks. It's forbidden to kill them."

"Okay."

Well, it would be a reasonable place.

I removed the scarlet flame from my body and set it on the edge. And when I took out Mithril's sword instead, I worked out my magic.

Baroque, on the other hand, did not show a bare gesture to pull out his weapon, but stood with his bare hands as he stood. Seeing him with a caged hand that emits a metallic glow from fist to arm, he looks like a militant.

"You want to start with Yoidon? Or do you want your own timing? I'll let you choose who you want."

"Are you sure? Then..."

If you want me to choose, let me choose.

"It's Yoidon!

I stepped out with the signal to start. One, two, and three steps into time, I wave my sword at Yokoyagi.

"Whoops!

Baroque uses recoil to laterally rotate on the spot with Kurli when his arm is screwed between him on the verge of hitting his body. The ability to respond to unintentional attacks by removing only the Sword's orbit and simultaneously defending and evading it. And the application that connects it to the next move.

I was impressed with the skill while shifting the counter released from my right hand away from my neck with a piece of paper.

Things are still different from the A-rank adventurers I did before. At the very least, there seems to be S-rank strength.

No, if you're a first-degree explorer and have two names, there's nothing wrong with the same SS rank as my father.

"Shh..."

Soon after being hit right straight, Baroque hit the left hook as he stepped forward. I pull it off my face, I swap my sword, and I slash my feet off.

"Sweet, Rookie!

But the metal armor of the foot that just flew in takes the blade of the sword and tries to bounce it back. I fight it with all my might, but the magically enhanced sword of Mithril makes an unpleasant noise.

If I can keep putting my strength into this, it's going to break.

Plus, while I feel like I'm serious about the difference with Scarlet Flame, I summon another sword backwards.

And he lifted the rest of his leg from his heel with the belly of his sword.

But the force applied to my arm is lighter than I imagined. It feels like when I was given the power.

But do you want to do it on your heel--?

I stagger my sword over my head, in amazement.

It was sparks and roars that could be played right after. The weight that was on my arm was enough to finally withstand using magic contractions, and the ground at my feet sinks in like a crater.

"Whoa... you're taking this. Looks like your skills aren't the only thing that's broken."

Baroque steps on the sword and takes the jumping distance. And when I was released from the heavy pressure, I lowered my sword to the height of my hips.

"How powerful is that system over there? A regular rookie would be dead."

"For once, I've added and subtracted so I don't even kill you, right? I don't wear any of the blades right now."

Sure if you ask me.

All Baroque wears is equipment that protects his feet and arms. Later, you look like you're wearing a regular outfit.

I mean, if you're well equipped, you'll be an even more troublesome opponent.

Uncomfortable, labyrinth. Is there such a mighty man here to hang out?

"Come on, it'll take either of you, Rookie"

Baroque, at the orthodox stand, bent his hand and provoked.

I'm happy to get on with it again, but sticking it from the front to him who seems to be good at melee fights to see it is unlikely to give him a decision hit.

When it comes to banning large-scale attacks, there will be a limited amount of magic available, and you won't be the one who can defeat them with half-breed magic.

Then the flexibility of switching battle styles to suit a favorable battle situation is possible because of the high number of skill holdings.

Secrets no longer known in the open. There's no point hiding it now.

"Well, don't hesitate to sweeten your words"

I injected magic into my two-handed sword and threw it toward Baroque.

Along with that, use all of your easy-to-use magic skills at once. I thought I had no use for it, but the activation speed is better than magic. If I unleash it at the same time, I think it's going to take a lot of shape.

In fact, Baroque, exposed to an 8-attribute attack, was like having received intensive fire from several wizards, and it was impossible to defend everything because two more swords were going to fly there from the front.

"Ku... such an unscrupulous way to fight, even demons. Shh...!

Somehow only the sword played, magic enhancement applied to the clothes, Baroque seemed to withstand the fierceness of the 8-attribute, but the clothes were already in a borough cloth-like condition, mildly ill but the skin was burnt or cut, and overall scratched.

I retrieve my sword in storage space, and when I bring the sword back into one hand only, I ask.

"Do you still want to?

"Oh, I can't see your bottom yet."

"Well..."

I set my sword slightly higher and solved my skills.

"─ Even this?

The skill solved is distorted space. The threaded space reverted, and the sword I erected was placed on Baroque's neck.

Yes, this is a move that misrepresents the relative position of the demon emperor with his opponent who previously poked at his void.

When we did it at high speed, the distortion of space really appeared in our eyes, so we crushed Baroque's vision with the earlier attack and stopped him in one place.

"Hallucinations... no, hidden kind...?

"Either that or the latter. So, do you still want to do this?

"... no, it's surrender"

Baroque raised his hands and admitted defeat.

"Hey, Baroque admitted to losing! To the newcomer!

"Who's that rookie?!? I beat the [Red Lion] executives...!

Wild horses start to make noise in the wake of Baroque's surrender.

"No, didn't you intentionally lose? Otherwise, it can't be. First class, huh?

"Is that what you mean? ─ ─ Hey, Baroque! You're not an eight hundred!

"Shut up, wild horses! They're coming for me! Scatter!

"Whoa, the baroque is beautiful! Run, Yabeye!

The two names "Red Lion Claws," they're not Dada. With a drink of baroque, the adventurers who were on the spot fled to scatter.

When I saw it, I lost my sword.

"Thank you for buying me a hater. Now you can go home normally."

"What, a little eight hits. Soon they'll make a spectacle of people's fights. I didn't do anything to thank you."

Baroque says with a hand held recovery potion in his mouth, paying for the dirt attached to his body by hand, but not even stopping it.

Maybe that guy gathering is a routine tea meal. You look used to it.

"So, Maekami, this was an exam, but I guess I passed?

"Of course not. Nobody would ever think of a guy who could poke a sword in the throat of a first-degree explorer as a mole. Instead, they're gonna say I'm a mole or something for a while."

"Uh, that's a little bad for you. Should we have gone on a little longer?

"Stop it, stop it, I'm gonna feel sorry for you. Instead, at that rate, if you get the other adventurers bogged down, my stock will go up."

"Well, then, if they sell you a fight, I will."

No, don't buy it, someone behind me said.

Even though fights between adventurers are like famous events.

"By the way, Baroque. I need you to tell me a little bit about this city. How about this?

And I give the gold to Pattin and Baroque. But Baroque, who received it, looked up and bounced back in the same way.

"I don't want it, I don't want it. If you lose, if you get paid, it's a good place to paint shame."

"Oh, no, that's not what I meant. In the sense of wanting to buy information…"

"I know, I know. Yeah, don't shrink."

While I reflected that I had done something rude, Baroque pampered my shoulder and laughed lightly.

"Because I just can't give him the information that's worth the money. If you're just talking about public speaking, you don't have to give me any money, I'll do whatever you want, okay?

"It helps, thank you. I just came to the city, and I don't know my right or my left, so I need you to tell me a lot."

"I thought so. It feels like I came here yesterday."

Would you look that much like an old man, us?

I compared my outfit to Baroque's. Because I'm lightweight, I feel the same way about Baroque dressing.

"It's an atmosphere. I don't know, I don't seem calm."

"Really? Well, it's your first day. Sometimes I don't know what to do. So based on that, I want you to tell me about this city."

"If you just came from outside, well, you will. Chi, this city is special."

I speak the language of Baroque.

Since the labyrinth city is said to be the city of adventurers, it is that its own rules, which, while present within the kingdom of Naremast, should also be referred to as extraterritoriality, pass through.

At a time when the continents of the world have long been awakened by maps, too many adventurers gathered in the labyrinth in search of the unknown. That's enough to be one city, comparable to, or superior to, a great power.

As a result, the kingdom of Naremast had to give up control of the city.

As a result, it is this labyrinth city that has developed itself as a city for adventurers by adventurers, not under the control of the state.

Baroque put his hand on his chin, slightly raised his face, as he thought a little.

"Well, how about a brief geographic exposé first? It's easy to make, so I think you'll find out soon enough."

"Please. If you get lost before you go into the labyrinth, you'll be anxious."

I joked lightly and said.

"Well, if that's the case, I hope your adventure goes well, and I'll teach you not to get lost."

That being said, Baroque crouched into the ground and wrote a circle on the ground with his fingers.

"Labyrinth cities are spreading in circles. So, one from east to west and one from north to south, there's an avenue."

Baroque carves a cross in the circle, pointing to the upper-left corner of the city divided into four parts.

"The guild we're in is here. The neighborhood is under the control of the kingdom, so it's relatively safe. I have a guild."

"Does that mean other places are different?

"Yeah, each of the other three districts is managed by a different large clan."

"I see... when I say massive clan, [top of sunny weather]?

"Well, [Top of Sunny Sky] manages this area."

That said, Baroque moved his finger to the right, pointing to the upper right area.

"... does that mean there are two other large clans"

To be honest, I have no idea which clan I just came to the city, but it is a city that seems to have a lot of skirmishes due to force fights, etc.

Seems like a city of bloody adventurers, but does each have a good relationship?

"When it comes to the other massive clans, which are [Behemoth Hart] and [Red Lion], and then [Apostle of White Asia]?

"Oh, I'm glad to hear that. Do you know our clan? But none of them are. Besides, Behemoth Hart said the main force was wiped out a week ago. It won't come up for a while."

"What, Behemoth Hart?

Speaking of a week ago, a little before I met Lila and the others. I can't believe there was such a big incident when I was still on the ocean.

Hard to believe. Speaking of "Behemoth Hart," it was the clan responsible for the strongest corner of the ocean to roar its name all the way to the kingdom.

I can't believe such a big clan would collapse...

"What the hell... what demon did you get hit by?

"I don't know, because no one came back alive. From my experience, I think you've either fought the big guy in the class or you've been overwhelmed by the quantity. Well, take care of yourself."

I snort honestly at Baroque's advice and keep my mind shut.

Inside the labyrinth is an unknown realm. Moments and circumstances change, and no help comes when something happens. That's the place.

It can't be the first time in the outside world that a world-famous clan will be wiped out in a day. The rest of the monsters live down here.

"Back to the story, there are only three so far that are called massive clans. The three you mentioned earlier are medium-sized clans. There's another 100, isn't there? Well, I don't know any other details, but including the smaller ones, the number of clans is about the number of stars."

"So what's the other two massive clans?

"[Black-headed Levirens] and [Great Sage of the Ethereal Dome]."

I've heard that name before. However, compared to the three I mentioned earlier, "Top of the Sunny Sky," there is far less activity in the ear.

"Well, I mean ancient ginseng. I haven't been very active lately, but what keeps me steady and diving deepest is the top of sunny weather and these two clans."

"Heh, aren't the Baroques going deep?

"There's nothing I can't do, but you can't stay long yet. Powerful, numerical, tough spot. So I'm working with other clans to try. You know, like you mentioned earlier [White Apostle]."

Really? What is the depth that even medium-sized clans are tough for?

Can we make it to that point at this small party? Or are we going to work with Baroque and the others to try?

Now I can't even imagine.

"Well, you've got some pretty strong people in those two clans."

"I'd rather say we're collecting than gathering. Essentially, from the compartments we manage to the rare other paintings, we do what we do to take in medium-sized clans that are likely to threaten our position."

"... you don't really like it, you know"

It is my conclusion that adventure is not something that others are forced to do. That's not what I'm talking about disrupting the circle of clans. It is your own responsibility to follow the policy there more than you have been in that clan. If you don't like it, you can go somewhere else.

But it's a clan that forcefully absorbs the clan. It won't be easy to get out. Sometimes we may strike out at the means of retribution.

Then it would no longer be an exaggeration to say that the freedom of adventurers is compromised. I hate that way. It doesn't fit with doctrine.

"Then I'd rather not have a clan in those two compartments. You won't be able to breathe."

"Is that a feature of every compartment?

"That's right. If the king changes, the country changes. It's the same."

Well, you know what?

In other words, the clan that manages the compartment is equal to the king that rules the compartment. It's like four countries coexisting in a city, so to speak.

If this is a city where adventurers gather, it is not surprising that perhaps each of them deserves another nation's power of war.

Thinking about it, the word paradise felt thin.

It's like you're in a state of cold war, this city.

"Well, before you know anything, you shouldn't be too close to the southwest section of Levirens' reign. What the hell is this, but it's a hectic stash over there."

"Heh... but if you say black-headed levilence, I hear there are many brave and resolute adventurers..."

"Well, you're not brave, you're belligerent."

"You don't hate it, that's what"

I also have a belligerent pride. There's a bad habit that keeps me wanting to fight and solve.

"Come on, give me a break... I don't mind being young to be bloody, but keep it on track"

"Are you that insecure?

"Well, I'm pretty sure it's not the kind of place to go alone."

Is it like a slam? Not if I'm alone, but it's a place you want to avoid being based as a party. Let's make sure we stay as close as we can to the southwest section.

"So what about the compartment ruled by [the Great Sage of the Ethereal Dome]?

"Those guys over there are characterized by high pride when they do it, and they look great. There are many things in pride, but the fallen aristocrats and the glory of the past are dairying each other. Sure, some of them are strong, but that's probably the kind of compartment where he's gonna go."

That's a sign it's going to be rubbing. Not here.

I refuse categorically.

"What's the division of the kingdom?

"Eh, it's not bad yet compared to the two just now. The country's soldiers manage security, and the rubbing in it can be resolved by law. Well, that's a place for those who don't like to be rough or want the country to protect them. It's just that soldiers in this country don't pay taxes, and they don't think well of adventurers who don't contribute to the country. The wind is slightly stronger, and sometimes it can be rubbing."

"I see."

Well, is that a reasonable place? Neither acceptable nor impossible. It's a natural place in other countries.

"So what about the section on the top of sunny weather?

"Good for you, you listened! I recommend this place! The adventurer's freedom is guaranteed, and it's on that guy's lap, and there's not a lot of big rubbing. It's the easiest place for adventurers to live. Whatever you say, our clan's standing right there. It's a great place. It's just that sometimes I can't meet a normal woman because of that."

"Heh... that sounds like a fun place"

But now that I've taken your advice, it's a little scary.

Addiction to paradise.

I've never been more careful.

"Thank you, Baroque. It's done a lot for me."

"Ooh, good for you. If you feel like it, put your face on our platform. You're welcome."

"Oh, sooner or later. If you get a chance, we'll dive together."

"That's good. Then we'll take our leader to the bottom."

Don't be unscrupulous. When I think about it, Baroque laughs out loud about whether it was meant to be a joke.

I see, is this the labyrinth joke?

"Well, thank you so much. Let's start by looking for a place to stay today."

"Then I'd like the north street. It's a safe street sandwiched between the kingdom and the top."

"Then I'll hit it from there. See you, Baroque."

"Ouch."

So, me and Baroque broke up with each other, and my buddies bowed their heads gently to Baroque, and then followed. Then, on the North Street, where Baroque was talking about, we saw affordable accommodation, and we got to bed in the shallow of the night because of the fatigue of the sailing.