Eldias Road – The Boy at the Bottom with Unique Skill “Never Die” is the Strongest

The two of us walk in steamed air.

Eldistia was only this time to increase her concentration without causing trouble, choosing a path where she would not encounter demons.

When it comes to the road, I just say my feet are bad and not blocked by trees and bushes.

An hour of even going down the evil road.

"Is there a safety zone here?"

Reach a pompous open place.

"It's not what it was on this island. Like your mother used to do, she didn't bring the demons together."

It wasn't made naturally, it was made by cutting down trees. At the centre there was a cabin for one person and a square building about two storeys next to it.

They're both mossy and I can peek at what's on this scene for a long time.

"Is this Mr. Litrico's workshop?

"Right. It just seems like this one has the back. Let's go around."

Going around the big building,

"Oh, there he is. Over there."

One old man was calming down on the stump.

Small and lean. The white beard is growing and hiding the lower half of his face. My ears are pointy as an elf, and I'm lower than Millet. The white cloth wrapped around the head was black and dirty overall.

My eyes are open but I'm dubious as to whether I'm conscious, blurry and just staring into the void.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Leonardo Litrico?

There's no response to Rio calling.

"Hey, you awake?"

No response even when Eldistia shouted up.

"Conditional abnormality, it doesn't seem..."

Even if Rio explores it with his [forensic eye], he doesn't see any abnormalities in his body. It looks like you can sleep.

Thought I'd come closer and shake my body.

Batan and the cabin door were opened and someone came out.

She's a short cut, brown-skinned maid with a light peach color. His face is smaller while being taller than Mirei's, so his head is taller and he gets the impression of being a grown-up.

Almost identical in appearance to the people "Hume," but probably a mix of several races based on Dwarves.

The woman stopped as soon as she left and saw the Rio's and then called out to Liturgo.

"Grandpa Sama, it's a guest. Hey, are you listening to me?

But Litrico is only staring at the blurred void.

Chip, she pounded her tongue.

"A guest..."

Dunn!

"I said!

Dogo!

I kicked the ground in the blink of an eye or kicked Liturgo in the face.

"Blah blah!

Litrico flies like crawling through the ground with a cone rub rotation, knocking down two large trees and stopping.

"Guests are welcome. If you're not a guest, go home."

The lady in maid clothes tells the Rio's as if nothing had happened.

In contrast to the flashing goddess, Rio flatly returns.

"I'm here to fix my sword"

Adventurers have many strangers. I was not surprised to this extent.

"Right. Guests. Then have some tea inside."

Rio and Eldistia followed her as she returned with her heels back, even though she cared about the old man who had been flown.

The inside of the cabin was tidy and clean.

One bed and one small round table, chair and cabinet at a time. Whatever you think, it's a house where a woman in a maid lives alone.

Two people standing up because they don't have a chair.

The woman lights a fire in the kitchen and looks like she's waiting for the pot to boil.

and opened his mouth abruptly with his back turned.

"The eagle is Ornella Villa. It's almost sixteen. Grandpa, Sama's granddaughter, Odetta's son."

What a concise introduction.

I'll name them both, but I didn't get any particular response. Eldistia asks.

"I'd like to ask you a lot, but first of all, how come you, my great-grandson, are a maid of honor?

Ornella looked surprised when she turned around.

"The eagle is not like the maid"

"Then why do you wear made-up clothes or something?

"Omae is something similar, isn't it?

"Mine is a uniform! I came here without dressing."

Hmm, and Ornella makes a convincing face.

"This outfit motivates Grandpa Sama. So everyday wear."

Even for an answer that's too simple, Rio asks with a straight face.

"I don't think there's any special effect that would motivate you, but why not?

"I don't know much. I really don't like flirting. But Grandpa, if Sama's gonna work, fine."

"I see."

Together, the unscrupulous do not play conversation with each other.

Ornella made tea with boiling water.

"Don't stand up. Sit down. There you go."

Pointing to the bed, Rio puts the Devil's Sword on his back against the wall, then reluctantly the two sit down.

One mouth all the time without being given a cup. The brewing style appeared cluttered but fragrant and delicate.

"Which sword is it to fix? Is that a long devil's sword over there? Then even Sama can't do it."

Is it because of her unique skills that she broke through with the Devil's Sword and one eye?

"This is what I want you to fix"

Rio pulled out the song knife missing first and offered the pattern to Ornella.

Receive, look at the tip with a shiatsu.

"You're melting. We just have to make it from scratch."

After all, it was Rio dropping his shoulder, but I noticed Ornella smiling calmly as she watched herself enthusiastically.

"You're using it a lot. Pretty lame. But he's happy."

"Glad...? The sword, is it?

"Yeah. It's not like rambling. I was impotent knowing how strong he was. Expect? Yeah, that way. I was happy and tried my best to meet expectations. Omae also did her best. It's hard."

All of a sudden I rapped, but I was speechless and it was hard to grasp the meaning.

To interpret it, he would have said, 'The sword and its users have trusted each other and elevated each other'.

"The sword, do you have feelings?

Rio saw the Devil's Sword against the wall.

It seems to me that he was furious with his emotions, but I think that's because of the Devil's sword.

"We all have it. Even the blemishes, the stone, the wind, the woods. Weird guy."

Ornella said it was more like Rio.

Her unique skill is [Mori Luoshi].

It was the first time Rio had actually seen anything but a fluffy skill description that had the potential to make sense of it.

Goddess explains to him, who seemed to wonder.

"[Mori Luosheng] is severely out of touch by people. In her case it does not appear in the status, the unusually high sensitivity seems to have coincided so close to perfection. If it's just a scratch, we might be able to predict the future."

Then there was the danger of softening the reason and process to the result.

She is not so conscious that she will unintentionally read events, phenomena and even emotions of the environment, rather than everything.

"It's a hell of a talent, but you, what are you using that for?

"Of course, I make 'The Supreme One' before Grandpa Sama"

Apparently, she aspires to be on top of her great-grandfather, who has been bewitched with a legendary mason.

"Omae, you're weaker but stronger than that. I can't stand the power of Omae in Koz. Now we say goodbye. Say goodbye."

"Aren't you going to rebuild it?

"People and swords choose their opponents. Strong is strong. Weak is weak. Neither is good. If you use two... you are inferior to the Devil's Sword. But for one thing, I'll see what I can do."

"This demon sword is borrowed, I'd prefer two sets of things if possible"

"Really weird guy. That demon sword belongs to Omae (...) already (...)"

"What?"

Without even paying attention to Rio's surprise, "Wait a minute," Ornella left the room -.