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

Ray, who ordered the quest from the guild's Ray receptionist, went home to the clan home and explained the situation to everyone.

And for a few days I asked the five of us who had pulled ourselves out to proceed with the attack on the upper echelons, and decided to leave the next morning for the Eurasian continent.

Ray is alone on this journey, as is the labyrinth exploration at night.

Sometimes to keep the commission to yourself, but to catch up quickly with Anna and the others, I wanted the Gilks to keep exploring the labyrinth.

For about 10 layers, catching up with Anna and the others ahead requires a bottom-up of the Gilks' strengths. The strength of demons up to 10 levels is enough to handle even if only the Gilks and Rislits are bundled together.

Compared to Lycood and Anna, who have just been aggressively hunting demons and training in combat, there are still mistakes that come from a lack of combat experience, as well as a lack of awareness.

The only way to clear this is to do the numbers, which is the conclusion I thought about becoming a lay, and I didn't want to stop exploring as much as possible.

Regardless, there was also a proposal to take time off while Ray was away because he needed rest, but Ray, dressed as adequate in 10 days in front of the receptionist, also doesn't know how long it would actually take to get there.

That's why in the end, while resting in moderation, it happened.

That said, the idea of travelling to the Eurasian continent by boat and foot is not on Ray's head.

In the first place, it's impossible to go back and forth in less than 10 days on the road that you've come through over the course of a year. Even Rays with ultra-fast travel methods need a number of days to cross continents.

But mastery is also Ray's specialty. Now is the time to say it out loud.

Fujishi had already hit it, he said.

Yes, Ignor, Arctia, Coolcats, the Yamato powers, and the cities the Rays have been passing through, they have those.

There's a cloth stone called a transfer tool.

Well, that's also uneven from its original purpose...

Originally, this fabric was supposed to be a net crotching the world to mature revenge.

Find the demon emperor on Cecil's information network and rush to the spot instantly with a transfer magic tool.

With that in mind, Ray has been installing metastatic artifacts in cities everywhere.

I guess that means it worked in a different way this time.

The journey can be considerably shortened by the transfer to the city of Arctia, close to the Eurasian continent. There was no basis for anything, and I didn't exaggerate the 10th.

Early in the morning, after completing his journey schedule, Ray moved from an empty room in the clan home to an arctic.

It's been six months since I've been here.

A few seconds after being swallowed up by the dazzling light emitted by the magic formation, Ray stood in a room filled with floors with numerous magic formations.

At your feet are the magic formations of the transition that were emitting magical light until earlier, and the magic formations around you are the same again.

That's the test room for the metastatic magic equipment in the magic school. Testing of safety for practical use, etc., is carried out here.

A painting of such a room, in the name of a test device in the favor of the dean, was also allowed to install Ray's transfer magic.

"Well, say hello to the dean, but then head to the Continental Bridge? Sure, it was this way."

I remember the directions from my humble memory, and Ray headed for the dean's office.

Leaving the test room in the basement, up the stairs, across the crossing corridor and enjoying a building in a different style than the Royal College, Ray gently knocked the door twice with Conn in front of the rooftop room like a pointed hat on the top floor.

Then, one beat free, my voice flies from inside.

"Yes, who is it?

"Dean. It's me. It's Ray."

"Whoa!"

Dottuck, I heard a rush coming from across the door, and the door opened in momentum.

"I've been waiting for you!

From there emerged the president of the welcome mood sometime. The look on his face is bright as to what was good.

"Come on, come here."

"Oh, no, today..."

"Don't be shy. Besides, I really need to talk to Lord Ray about something."

The case? and Ray tilted his neck, but so far we are in a real hurry.

"Excuse me, I'm here on a quest today, so can we talk about that again later? Specifically, after the request... if that's not possible, I'll be back here on an empty day."

"Really... unfortunately, then you have no choice. What is a request? Are you in charge?

Yeah, well, Ray nods, wondering if he's in a position other than an adventurer.

"Then when they go from here to somewhere. It's a really good time. In fact, we installed the ability to spray the wind on the Magic Guide motorcycle to allow for further acceleration. Why don't you try that prototype?

"No, thank you."

The ability to install it would be a brake, not that. Why did you install even the jet in addition to the rotation of the wheel?

"By the way, is that the dean?

"Yeah, I figured it out last night. I've been working all night. Ha ha, this is a really good job, and I thought I'd start a test drive now without being worthy of age..."

"I knew I'd borrow you"

Ray listened that far and decided to rent a prototype for the Magic Guide motorcycle. No kidding, because I thought the dean was dying.

"Really! Then, on your return, we can match it with your thoughts, even as we talked earlier."

"Copy that. I'll try to come back as soon as I can."

Ray, who rented the prototype and left Arctia, was digesting the itinerary smoothly. That's the fastest ride in the world, only further demonized, and the speed is not comparable to a carriage or anything else. Wouldn't it be faster than Ray would normally run?

The stability of the vehicle's body is also greater than before. I wonder if it's because I'm on speed, it's a rattling road incomparable to Earth's roads, but the wheels are crushing pebbles and stuff.

"This is good inside."

I wonder if it's already stained the way this world thinks, and Ray didn't hate this feeling of speed either. Rather, just running magic faster than normal is an easy and convenient substitute.

And then if I have a stop function, I don't have any complaints...

But if you think about it, maybe you don't really need brakes in this world. The road is always rattling, but there are no other cars running, let alone intersections with signals. I don't use it all over the city, so it's almost impossible for people to pop up suddenly. If there is, it's a demon, but unless it's also a superior species, such as an orga, it's going to kill you.

Thinking about it, maybe I don't get to use the brakes very often.

Well, if there is, it's impeccable, but while traveling between the city and the city, it'll be enough if the speed just drops naturally.

Acceleration is important, especially the longer the distance travelled. That's how fast I can get around.

Considering that, the guide thought that it might be a suitable bike for this world - Ray thought - but the specification manual for the product version of the Magic Bike has this sentence.

"Reversing the direction of influx of magic will reverse the direction of rotation of the wheel and gradually slow down"

As you can see, the type of Ray who could have run after trying so hard was skipping that important sentence.

In addition, Ray even made a noisy in-depth reading that acceleration might be important to kill demons.

"I see what I did was perceived by fixed concepts. Still got a sweet idea, me too."

No one now stops Ray from rambling alone in so many ways.

Ray chewed up one person and literally blew up to the Continental Bridge when he accumulated the practice of making mistakes and crashing into demons while reinforcing the body of the vehicle by magic filling, finally reaching an understanding of the deans' thoughts.

Leaving the city of Arctia, two days later.

Ray was running along the coast of the relatively mild climate of the Eurasian continent. Of course, it's a magic bike.

From the north to the centre of the Eurasian continent, high altitudes and snowpacking areas persist, but this time it is not shorter to pass there, so we decided to continue along the coastal areas where the travellers come and go.

"Is it time for a destination? I wish I had a navigation."

Ray, spreading the map and checking its position, had legged over the handle and gracefully hung on the back provided by magical materialization.

In just a few days, where has safe driving flown to?

Now equipped with even projections by magic, the body literally gave the demons a blood festival, while scratching the flashing expression of different people, and finally turned into a hybrid demon guide motorcycle with sudden braking function using magic injection.

Now put down the Magic Bike, which became a weapon use due to such a mistake on Ray.

Already the border crossed, Ray was on his way to the city that there was a hall of lords ruling the southwestern part of the Fultrik kingdom. Once dispatched from the Labyrinth City, you will receive a separate amount of dispatch from the Quest, and you will be expected to receive a detailed explanation.

Ray looks at the map and relies on the surrounding terrain to look for the city with his eyes. Pushing down the mountain path, jumping over the river, the pier hung in the valley was just walking, and by the time it finally reached the city, it was plugged into the evening.

Ray, who housed the Magic Guide motorcycle and entered the city, just headed to the guild.

To a lesser extent than Gabardi, the guild was a building of a larger size than what was in the village. I don't know if people come and go. Many, not many.

It is said that the size of the guild and the size of the city are proportional, so is it a city that has developed for the sake of the border countries?

Ray, who went inside while discussing that, speaks to the Alliance's officials in what appears to be a reception.

"This is Ray, who has been seconded by the Labyrinth City. Have you talked to him yet?

"What? Shh, I'm sorry, give me your name again"

It's Ray.

The official, who had asked back with a bewildered face, looked at Ray with an incredible look.

"I didn't know you could really come in a few days... but your name, your age, as I heard..."

Whimpering to himself, the official looked at Ray's body and his face as he stroked them, slightly smashing his face and lowering his body.

"Welcome aboard, Dear [Again Undead Bird]. It's an honor to meet you."

"No, don't be afraid of me like that. I'm just an adventurer."

Ray frightened that it was a rare pattern, even though there were usually many suspicious eyes, but if he realized it, everyone who was on the spot in the official's words could tell he had taken a breath.

Will you get involved again, Ray? But the words that followed were unexpected to Ray.

"No way... I'm hearing that [King Yingjie] is such a powerful adventurer that he scouted himself. (i) You can't treat me as an adventurer. I have been told by the leaders of this guild to be polite."

At some point, he said his position as an adventurer had improved terribly. That also seems to have blown the suspicion that was hanging on Ray to the other side of heaven just because [King Yingjie] scouted or not.

Does the absolute value of credit mean that there is a difference between heaven and earth?

The type of gaze that's being directed at Ray right now is thermal gaze. Once upon a time, no, it's an admiration for some sort of heroic existence, the same gaze Ray still has toward famous adventurers.

Ray, who was so gazed at, modded.

No, it's really sad, but I'm not used to this much pure admiration. The itching is the real thing.

"Yes, may I ask you a description of the request?

He was out of control, and Ray cut the staff out like that. Officials go through the back room with a full smile.

Thus, Ray, who had physically cut his gaze, exhaled slightly and deeply. Officials who were leading the way when they saw such a ray would zero in laughter.

"Aren't you used to it? Oh, that's the kind of gaze I can turn."

"Well... I thought you were still on your side..."

"Then maybe you should get used to it by now. This is semi-emperial territory, so if you find out you're here already, it's gonna be a lot of noise."

Seriously, the official recommended the chair to Ray, who was unwittingly hardened.

"Please, please take your time now"

"... thank you. But I can't slow down, so can you give me the details early?

"Okay. So let's skip the welcome and talk about work."

If I didn't say anything, Ray laughs bitterly wondering if he was going into welcoming like this.

In one of [King Yingjie's] actions, I was in the mood to realize once again its greatness, wondering if it was something that would change the response so far.

"Now for this so-called salting quest, I can't say publicly, but I'm a little nervous about the client."

"You seem to hang on to the money. Leave it to me. I'll squeeze you to the brink of bankruptcy so you don't want to make a request like this again."

"Is, bankrupt...... kidding, right?

"Of course."

Ray nodded that it would be obvious to an official who took confirmation with a cramped face, but Ray's words, which had been foiled, didn't sound like a joke to the official at all.

"And anyway, that's the kind of circumstance that could have caused me to get paid... in the past, I've been given Ichamon and never been paid."

Well, maybe we should let it go bankrupt.

Ray thought about it and asked back.

"So what do you do?

"I'll make proof."

"Specifically?

"We will record the start to completion of the request with this tool"

That's what they gave me. It was a magic trick I'd seen somewhere.

"As I'm sure you know, this is a magic tool that transmits footage that is also used in militant competitions. With this, we'll leave evidence in the recording tool."

"... I mean, when you put my hand on the record"

Ray showed difficulty in the means presented.

For Ray, knowing what's in his hand is worse than not paying for it. If it's a mistake and it's going to pass on to El Granda, it's going to be more difficult to win.

"... you will be dissatisfied, but that is the only place you can trust us. When the request is completed, I will give you all the recording tools, so please don't be convinced?

"... no, no"

Ray lowered his voice to the officer asking him to lower his hips.

"That's not where I'm anxious. Why would the Alliance do that? This equipment is never cheap. I have no objection to leaving evidence behind, but if I can't read the intentions of the side dealing with it, I can't trust you."

Ray's brewing atmosphere changes, and sweat transmits to the forehead of the official.

"... So you're saying we don't deserve credit"

"Oh, I'm suspicious."

"But then there's the possibility that the reward will be unpaid..."

"Then you can tell the lord this"

Ray didn't break his unscrupulous attitude, he said.

"Can't you trust me? What?"

Now it was time for a scare to run on the staff's back that wasn't sweaty.

"Ri... are you willing to threaten your lord? Are you insane?

"Oh. I'm not used to it yet, but I can use my position now. Because it's not that hard for me to say a word to the Emperor. If you're a lord, you don't have to tell me if that's a lie or a truth."

I'm sorry that I didn't know what I could blow later, such as relying on the Emperor, but I don't think a lord I've ever met knows how Ray feels.

Rather, it is the relationship between Ray and the Emperor that I think about. Doesn't it matter what you think, at least if you're more than you know each other?

The staff zeroed out the strained air to Ray, who circled the measures that way.

"... I'm the one who said you should get used to it quickly, but you really flat out say something that one adventurer can't say very well, can you?...... ok. I don't mind if my lord blows me a bubble with scattered bitter acids."

"I think you're quite right, too."

"Please don't say anything else."

Okay, so Ray, smiling back at the words to his salutation, tried to get up and leave the room, and said at the end.

"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry if the other adventurers stopped asking. Because the southwest demon sweep is what we're asking for."

".................. Huh?

That night, a gruesome roar struck the city.

It's common here. As the lord has just ketched his reward, the threat near the city has been abandoned for several years, occasionally roaring like this.

A common story in every country. But stories that are not other HR for people.

Every time the roar roars, this time it's what I set myself up for, but not today.

Rumors called for rumors and enthusiastic people roared to give it back.

The city is festive. Every store showed a different bustle and boiled down to the glow of the red lotus that went up to the south.

"That's the fire of the undead! Wow, so much heat coming through!

Someone screamed at me like that. aboard it, and the heat accelerates as it was hit by fire.

To them, Ray was the God of salvation.

Being a semi-empire territory, there is only a brave man's outlook here once every few years. That, too, seems familiar and distant enough to compete every time with states throughout the Eurasian continent.

Only one day suddenly emerged a presence that said that he had crossed over to the brave army alone and more than one another with the emperor that even the brave army would be surpassed.

In a way, it's more precious than an army of brave men, and it's a thankful story.

And now that they have caught one end of their power while winding far away, don't push them.

Approximately 10 km south of the city showing such festival buzz. In the deep woods, the battle was going on.

"Chip, chip, chip"

With his mouth open abominably, Ray brakes as he makes a zuzzling noise. Sitting majestically in front of that ray is a demon who has grown many long tails on a body bigger than a tree.

Thick chest plates and successful arms, even if covered in hair, are reminiscent of gorillas, but tails with eyes and mouths like snakes are reminiscent of a fantastic nue figure.

"Leaving something like this behind, the lord's head here is really rotten."

Shua's exhaling breath is releasing cold air that makes her feel cold even though it's summer night. The braces coming out of its mouth and the fierce flames of scarlet flames bumped into each other, and the surrounding apparatus was inverted in a position where demons like Ray and Nue stood.

"If we do it too chimatically, it's going to be a mountain fire"

Ray poured scarlet flames beside his body and pierced him as he shrugged so when he saw the tragedy around him with chillies.

Guohhhhhhh!

Arms swung down with roar. Ray jumped up at it at a speed that did not suit the giant, jumping straight on its arm.

Ray, where the head of the snake arrives but jumps again from his arms, which discounted the earth back, slashed off the head of its tail with a demonic costume wrapped around his feet.

However, the demonic costume wrapped around his feet impairs its shape as if it were melted.

"This is poisonous trouble."

Once Ray detached the poisoned magic from his leg, he stretched out a possible demon knife a few meters from his left arm, paying heavily for his arm.

The tip of the tail to be pruned. The tail that lost its head dropped the venom from that cross section.

and there comes a slow icy brace from behind Ray.

"Distorted!"

But Ray, who reacted on the brink and flushed it over the sky, instantly moves to the neck of the demon who followed the flow with his eyes.

"I made it an SS, well, it was strong, you"

The slaughter, and the burning sword line slashes the heads of all the air nations.

A body that fell on the spot with a flashy ground on the other hand, leaving a weak interrupter with a ghoul...... It instantly turned into doba and black smoke and sprinkled.

"Now that Nushi's down, it's time to make some money."

If you saw Ray laughing with black smoke on his back, the lord would have thought of the meaning of the word without regret.

Well, that was only the difference between slow or early... but the war had subsided and the silence had returned, and I saw the city boil all at once, and the lord might have felt about it.

----- Quest Rank SS -----

Request details: In the southwestern part of the Fultrik kingdom, demons believed to be equivalent to multiple SS classes were confirmed. Detailed numbers are unknown, but multiple herds confirm formation. Seek these sweeps.

Compensation: 1 billion ruts per SS class integration. 5 million ruts per S-class integration. 1 million ruts per Class A integration. Below that, 50,000 ruts uniformly.

Outcome: 3 SS Grade (inner integral new species). 25 S Grade. Class A 365 bodies. Below are 98,503 bodies.

Total remuneration: Rt 8.415.15 billion.

I have a feeling you're going to get a bill like this.