"Cat, did you kill Undine yourself?"
"Only weaker. My brother came with what he wanted."
Once Claudie showed great interest in me wanting Undine. I wish I could show Claudie what I'm holding, but I just grabbed her in one shot.
"I wonder if a middle-class spirit can't be Cat's opponent? You'll be able to ring even higher spirits soon, won't you?"
"Uh-huh. It sounds natural. Of course it will. Just trust me."
"Huhu, Mama believes in Cat."
But this doesn't make such an extreme difference for the lower intermediate level, but it makes a big difference for the middle level. Even a higher level individual can be called extra-specific.
For example, the Mutuga Guild does.
Subordinates, like Marielle, are the ones who learned their lesson, so they overwhelm the general public, but they're just dicks to me. The same is true of middle-class assassins, who use their own fists, but who are also cocksuckers.
However, Regrett, a superior assassin, is stronger in half than I am, and his guild leader, Liztina, is strong enough to make a fuss with Karin.
Lizette and Liztina are fucking different.
If you put me in Karin's position, it would be a bit like freezing.
That's how a strong cocksucker is divided into a true chewer and a sequence of forces.
They say that a mercenary or an army has to deal with a superior spirit. Anyway, it makes a lot of difference.
The opponent is still a little far from me to deal with on my own.
"So, what did you find here?"
"Oh, sorry, nigger."
Winia said in my words, picking up something like a stone that fell to the ground.
"I wanted to go as soon as I could find my sister, but there was also a spirit here. I just got rid of you."
"A spirit appeared?"
There are other spirits besides Undine?
Well, I caught Undine in the first place, so the time difference doesn't make much difference. When I was dealing with Undine, Winia found Claudie, and it seems like she encountered a new spirit.
"This."
What Winia gave away was a glittering green stone.
- Sparkle.
Not the scent. It feels like an olive stone. If this is the nucleus of a spirit, is it probably the spirit of the wind?
"It's Sildra's nucleus. She just showed up and killed him with a dagger. That's what just happened.
You killed him with a dagger.
Claudie rubbed her face around my neck as she asked me to compliment her. I took off the gauntlet and stroked her back neck and listened to Winia.
"Sorry I left you alone, nigger? I was gonna go now, but the nigger came first."
"I'm sorry. I asked you to come. Well, I got here fast. In the first place, it was a dick."
"Yes, thank goodness."
Even if I waited a little longer, I would have come right away.
"But Sildra?"
"Intermediate Wind Spirit."
Winia briefly added an explanation for Sildra.
It looks more like Drydard when you see green skin. It must have been a more vicious monster because it's flying around and has aggressive wind magic.
"Mainly used magic is the wind cutter. If you cut the carotid artery, you should be careful because it's magic going to the goal. You don't have to worry too much because niggers wear good armor."
"Armor doesn't matter anyway."
Wind Cutter.
A vicious killing magic that shoots the blade of the wind.
When you touch the flesh, you get a cut that looks like it's cut into a minimum razor blade, and that's enough to cause a person to fall. If you get hit quickly, you'll be searched for excessive hemorrhage, or you'll be blocked from movement, and you'll be struck and killed.
This is why I need to wear armor.
The reason why low-level adventurers die is because they don't have the money to buy armor. And you need to surround the original armor to increase your confidence and attack power.
By the way, the Wind Cutter is basically this powerful, and if used by skilled wizards, it is literally a powerful magic that can slice and pass through bones. It is the spirit of the Superior Wind that flies dozens of these in an instant.
That's fucking scary.
"But there was only Undine in the contract. Are the villagers hiding it?"
"There's no reason for that. I think it just came out of nowhere... a little suspicious."
It's suspicious, according to Winia.
Intermediate Spirits are not just commonly encountered puppies, and when they come out, Sildra appears, who was not even aware of the villagers in the yard who came to damage the town and put in a subjugation quest?
"Are you a friend of Undine's?"
"Could it be?"
What I can think of is that the two spirits are friendly and have come to play, or that the spirits are gathering around for seedling reasons.
Then it is quite unfortunate for the people of this town.
I'm not sure, but other spirits might show up again. The lives of ordinary folk were always at stake. I know it's hard to live, but other non-farmers make that kind of money.
It's like a risk allowance.
"But you got the black undead nucleus? You didn't drown, did you?"
"Of course I took good care of it. You saw me miss that."
"Cook, yes. There's no way a nigger would spill something like that. Then, if you combine 20 Silver and two Nuclei in the quest reward, you might end up with less than 30 Silver."
"Huff!"
Thinking about it, the lower spirit nucleus was also about a silver one. The nucleus of an intermediate spirit is, of course, more expensive. I started laughing because I thought about it.
I also make good money because I have skills.
"Oh, right. And this barrel."
I took the lid of the canister and showed it to Winia. The blood that Undine shed... said she had contained blue liquids rather than lagi.
"I've got some kind of blue ginger juice from Undine. I need you to check."
"Just pour it on the ground."
"Pour it?"
"I know when you pour."
- Quack.
I took out the nucleus right away and poured it on the ground, so the clear water flowed out. The water was not blue. It was clearer and more transparent. It is water that is so clean that I can't think of as the tears of crocodiles or the murder monsters that were squeezed out at the last moment.
"Undine is dead, so the magic is scattered and returned to normal water. You expecting a nigger like a fool again?"
"I wasn't expecting shit."
"My nigga must be upset."
"I'm fucking hurt. Ah."
You fucking cunt.
As expected, monsters don't have a helpful corner. I kicked the floor of the poured water, blowing the puddle twice. Winia said as she looked at him.
"Gee, are you that mad? You want to touch a nigger's chest?"
"I want to touch it!"
Winia lets Robe touch her chest upwards.
I was doing that for a while, so my anger was released.
"Really, kate, is your breasts that good?"
"Of course it's good. It's the best."
"Huhu, should we stop going back?"
Claudie said.
Go back.
"But aren't there more spirits around here? It could be a coincidence. If you see two of them, you might come together for a reason, right?"
"Well, nigga's right."
"Let's look around for a little while longer. The three of us are not enough anyway. It's good to have a few more nukes."
They nodded their heads as they preached the meaning.
Even if you find one more intermediate spirit, you can get a giant that is close to 5 Silver. We can't get into Istanbul now anyway, so let's investigate for the rest of the time.
"Claudie. But what didn't the spirit say?"
I asked because I might have said something.
"Hmm, I don't know. I killed him as soon as he showed up."
"It's nice to be cool. Yeah, those bastards don't have to mix horses. You just have to kill him as soon as you see him. They're not even horseshit in the first place."
"Kat... I think it's too aggressive for Mama to be satisfied!"
Claudie hugs me from behind and says,
"Let's kill them all, hmm."
"It's a very good enemy. Yeah, that tendency is one of Kat's greatest advantages."
I searched the forest with such chatter.
Sildra appeared not far from where Undine's fountain was. I think there must be something more nearby.
There's a reason why something unusual happens.
I'll be back in the morning anyway, so I have until tonight. I wish I could find a few more, but it doesn't matter if I don't show up anymore. I'm just thinking about doing a little more work because I'm here.
It was the time when I was moving all the way into the forest.
- It's over.
Claudie's ears reacted, as she was moving with vigilance around. It means something identified the sound. I immediately stopped and stood beside the tree.
"Claudie?"
"I can hear it nearby. I think something's coming."
"If you're an uninvited guest, I should make you an uninvited guest."
I may have seen another spirit, but it could be another monster or someone moving nearby. I waited with attention, and soon someone appeared as I went through the bushes.
- Zec.
"A person?"
What appeared was a man with a dark impression of something like a poncho.
"..."
He was holding a staff, but it didn't look like a sorcerer, since what had already happened was a serial killer's statue. Hobbyist murder is incredibly grotesque.
If it was a bloody knife, not a staff.
"..."
Compared to the impression that he suddenly showed up, he looked at us with the look of a gun. I keep my mouth shut and only my eyes are rolling. It looks a little young.
I went forward with Claudie and Winia's sword in my hand.
I mean, it's so fucking obvious, but I'm never a murderer. And I don't alter the other person just by looking like him. Gimcott is a man who has the right ideas everywhere.
Even if it looks like a serial killer, it's not necessarily a serial killer.
Even if a person I met outside the fence of a city or town is a potential danger to me, I can't start doubting them as soon as I see someone I don't know. If you kill someone as soon as you see it, it's a real serial killer.
I do not intend to harm you if you are not hostile to me.
Of course, if you get stung, you'll have to kill him anyway.
"Nice to meet you. If you don't mind, I'd like to ask you what you're doing. Oh, we're adventurers. Suddenly you show up and be vigilant, so please understand."
He greeted him with a voice as if he were a Copson, and he answered with his head raised like a machine.
"... the foundations of Undine and Sildra are gone."
"Luck, what? What are you talking about? You lost your friend in the woods?"
Surprisingly, they were the names of the monsters we just killed.
What kind of adventurer is this bastard?
I found traces of spirits nearby and tried to hunt them down, so I stopped pretending I didn't know.
If you make me think that I've been taken for nothing, there will be a dispute.
"I can feel their energy... small, fragile."
Suddenly, as he stared at me, he said that this world seemed irrelevant. It was like a drug-intoxicated tone.
It's like talking about a fantasy.
"What are you talking about catching clouds? Stop being afraid."
"I'm stuck in a tight spot and I'm distressed. I can hear you asking me to get it out."
"I can only hear dogs barking in my ears."
The senses begin to activate at the same time as feeling something ominous. I don't think this son of a bitch is just a lunatic.
He finally became a sharp-eyed man, staring at me.
Changing the mood at the same time reminded me of a theatre actor.
"You killed them."
And then I say,
"What nonsense. What am I gonna kill? You son of a bitch, you keep talking nonsense. Son of a bitch, if you're gonna talk to me, talk to me so I can understand you."
I won't listen to any more fucking shit.
This son of a bitch is not normal.
"Haven't you ever heard me say you can't talk in your fucking life? Why don't you just talk to Amy? If you don't want to die, shut up and throw your staff over here and get down on your knees, you piece of shit. I'll check your identity."
"Release them."
"I don't know what to say to Amy. What are you talking about? Do you really want to die?"
I pull up my furious Mana and expand my senses to the limit and walk slowly with the knife pointed at me when I'm ready to kill him.
It was then.
- Glug.
A shadow of something was created in his back.
"Intermediate Spirit! Nigga! That son of a bitch is a spirit! Kill him!"