FFF-Class Trashero

[2nd round] Show me the money

It is a red lie to wait for kings and nobles.

I know that I started preparing for Burinake after hearing that the anti-Semitic warrior summoned was successful.

He's quietly entering through the back door right now. Otherwise, I had no reason to wait outside the door for a long time.

“Bravo, do you copy? ”

The old nobleman asked me politely.

“Yes."

“Soon you will know His Majesty. So please refrain from saying the same thing in front of His Majesty. ”

“How many times have I told you? I get it.”

“I haven't told you enough times. ”

“Oh my! A human deceiver. ”

An old-fashioned entrance, separated from Alex, who wanted to kill more than the Demon King Pedonar, and arrived on foot in the hallway of the palace.

I think I only heard the attention of a stubborn old nobleman about an hour before that.

Knock, knock.

You hear a small sound coming from inside the door.

Signal that it's ready.

“... you have reached a satisfactory level of the courtesy I have taught you. You may now enter. ”

“Do you have any manners to stand like a wooden stone? ”

“Hmmm!”

I coughed, turning my head to see if the old nobleman who had been arguing with me for an hour was safe.

He did his best, I see.

The heavy-ass royalty and nobles stall against the warriors until they enter through the back door.

Thanks to that, I wasn't bored, so I decided to pretend not to know.

Queek...

The giant door slowly opens.

Historic and time-honored egg reality. The top of the top of the innermost ledge caught my attention first.

“Welcome to Jim's Land! Warrior!”

A middle-aged man who looked like a dumpling with a yellow face, stood up on the throne and cheered with open arms.

He is the king of this country.

He used to be an aggressive figure who often went to war in his youth, but now he just wears a crown.

In the throne room, there were irritating faces.

Prince, princess, queen, noble, knight, wizard....

I already knew the dark side of the country, but I was not as eager to teach them the information of the first round.

The solution is even more ridiculous.

“Warrior, this is the King's fishbowl. ”

The Royal Knight notices you to say hello.

In the first round, he greeted politely. The ratings were not good.

Is it because I know the future now? Soon, I didn't feel the need to show my face to the Mandu King who was about to be assassinated.

But today's theme is humility.

First, the user decides to adjust to the opposing Pokémon's ability.

“Thank you for your hospitality. Your Majesty."

I greeted him with the etiquette of this country that I had to learn even if I didn't like it.

Keep your waist down, but never overdo it.

Do you think I like my crooked attitude?

The king's face widened like a flower bread.

Many of the powerful people I met politically in the first round were very good at expressing themselves, and this king was one exception. Too straightforward Humanity, in a good way, is incompetent.

The nobles who were watching me whispered.

“There's theft in the movement. ”

“Huh! You're better than my son. ”

“I imagined an ignorant barbarian.... ”

The memories of the first car blossomed. Days of humiliation when these savages heard the sound of barbarians disrespecting their manners.

But not this time.

10 years of fantasy experience.

I understand the etiquette and culture of all races and countries.

I didn't learn it because I liked it.

The king's face felt brighter than the first time. The cheeks on my left and right tails turned into delicious dumplings.

He turned around and said,

“Well done, Archaeologist Ranubel. ”

“Your Highness. ”

The king, who was short for her, sat back on the throne. Then he asked me with an anticipated voice.

“Brave, do you see your stats? ”

Status in English.

Except that the voice of the King of Dumplings was softer, it was the same as the first time.

Stats exist in this fantasy world.

I was kind enough to write numbers and letters so I could see my growth metrics at a glance.

Like a hologram of a virtual reality game.

Race: Arc Human

Level: 1

Job: Warrior (EXP 500%)

⁄ Skill: Interpreter A Immortal F Assassination F

Status: Good

Repeating the same action or situation makes it a skill. Skilled players naturally rank up their skills, increasing their efficiency and power.

Interpreter A is a skill that was given as the basis for the first round. But next door, Fortitude F and Assassination F will be the test of Alex the Sword King.

I knew it, but I laughed every time I saw it.

From level to skill.

It was initialized very neatly.

“I can see very well, Your Majesty. Level one, profession is a warrior. ”

“Oh! Do you know the perks of a warrior? ”

“EXP is 500%. ”

“500% …!? ”

Not just the king, but everyone around him was appalled.

I have no choice.

It means that it grows 5 times faster than others, regardless of talent. If I repeat something for an hour, it will be 5 hours efficient.

Legendary warrior fraudulent perk.

“Bravo! 500% EXP is amazing! ”

“Come.”

“Not Abu, really! ”

My dark reaction caused a loud rumbling of the lanube. I kept talking about how to understand the value of 500% of experience points.

So, as soon as I tried to tell him to shut up, the king suddenly stood up on the throne, raising his arms and shouting.

“The chosen warrior! There is a crisis in this country near the Demon Territory! Defeat the demons and raise your stats, then defeat the Demon King Pedonar! ”

This country is surrounded by many problems.

The prince's successor quarrels, the high lords allied with the devil, the queen who fell in love with him, the missing village virgins, the bizarre serial killer, famine, plague....

I feel dizzy enough.

I quickly tapped the slab in my head.

Except for the worthless problems of wiping your mouth with a word of gratitude. I only consider things that increase my combat strength or give me financial benefits.

... so little I had to put my hands in.

The king does not see reality and blames it on the devil's territory, but this country has a lot of internal problems, not the devil's.

The Demon King is a very conscientious gentleman.

No one comes empty-handed.

Every time I take down one of my minions, I give them a quick reward. Sometimes it's too crowded to spread.

In other words, at this rate, Sujita Mountain is not suitable for work.

“Your Grace, how much will you support? ”

“Support?”

King Mandu tilted his head.

“I summoned you, my warrior. Our kingdom has done the best it can to save humanity. What else are we doing here? ”

I brought a hound.

The Hunting Dog will take care of the rest.

That's what the Mandu King was saying.

“Then I refuse. Find another warrior. ”

“What?! ”

Everyone is appalled. Hmm. I like those faces.

“The crisis in this country? It's none of your business. You have no manners towards warriors. On your knees and order a fucking judge to do it? Hey, Dumpling King. I am not the people of this kingdom. ”

“You bastard! How dare you...! ”

A nobleman stood up.

And I repaid you with a sharp pencil.

“Tsk?! ”

A nobleman with a 0.3mm sharp pencil on his forehead rolled around in a chair screaming.

But you've taken good care of me.

If I had enough power, I would have penetrated the skull. And if he had a harsh mind, he would have aimed for an eyehole instead of a hard forehead.

Get it, get it! Chang!

The paladins, surprised by my sharp pencils, draw their swords together. They've been aiming blades at me from all sides so I can't move.

But that was it.

“Kill me if you can. ”

I walked slowly.

Blood spills out on the blade pointed at your neck, but you walk toward the Hall of Thrones without a care.

The blade couldn't dig any deeper.

It's not because my bones and skin are hard.

“Huff?! ”

“Crazy…! ”

The frightened palace knights remove their swords on their own. I made a siege with my blade, but I couldn't cut off a finger.

The nervous ones sweat cold.

I said it in a cheerful tone.

“If the king dies, the prince can handle it. If the prince is lost, the princess is lost, and if there is no princess, a distant relative. So, if a warrior dies, who will deal with him? How do you open the Demon King's throat? ”

Not only my neck, but my whole body was covered in cuts and stabs. Hot blood spilled, but I didn't shrink a bit.

These barbarians are not worthy to be humbled. The pigs crawl endlessly if we leave them alone.

The chaotic palace knights' faces are blurred out.

In the near future, there were no royal knights who wished their loved ones dead or sinned against demons.

Except for great people like Alex who don't care about the world.

Just be careful of him.

I'm bragging with my first time experience. I know they'll never kill me.

I don't care if the fantasy world dies or not.

But if I die on this land, there is no guarantee that I will restart or resurrect like a game.

I fear death, too.

But I won this psychological battle.

“Your Majesty, is there anything else you'd like to say? ”

Politics is a battle of passion.

The loudest voice wins.

“... warrior. Jim summoned you to defend this land. I ordered the nobles and merchants to buy magic catalysts, and I ordered Ranubel to bring you to this land. ”

“So?”

“You belong to our kingdom! ”

Declaration of the King of Dumplings.

It was really not funny logic.

“I'm not a fish. Fishers are the owners of the fish, but I'm a warrior. Owned by the Kingdom? That's funny. Declare to the world what this kingdom will be like. ”

The nobles murmured.

The two princes who sought the throne were no different.

The queen who fell in love with worshipping the wretched devil seems to have a lot to say, but doesn't act rashly.

I like the vibe.

I took the dot here.

“I will leave for a country that will honor its warriors. It doesn't matter if you block it or lock it up. I'm not sticking a finger out. The moment it becomes clear that we persecuted the warrior, the hope of humanity, the fate of this country will end. All of you in favor of the foolish king. ”

The nobles and knights I was listening to swallowed my breath.

“Warrior! What support are you looking for?" ”

The nervous King of Dumplings cried out: He pricked the white papers without asking loyalty and senior officials for their opinions.

It was like a declaration of defeat.

“Quality consciousness, equipment, potions, military maps, disclaimers, room service…. ”

“Room service?”

“Yoga.”

I shyly twitched my pinky.

“...... ”

“And Your Majesty. ”

“Still more to go, warrior! ”

In just a moment, the king's face had creased in his forehead. It was as bad as steamed dumplings on the floor.

I don't mean to pry, but...

“Show me the money. ”

A once completed role-playing game is boring.

Let's just go for a walk in the flowers.

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