Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~

"My name is Jade Stratos. Uh... I'm a runaway martial artisan. In fact, in about three months independently."

Well, somehow we know what Jade's trying to say.

"I mean, is this what this is about? He wants me to equip him with my own weapons, which he hasn't sold yet."

"Oh, that helps a lot to guess. I can tell from the pain in that clothing that you are a pretty strong samurai. What do you think? Instead of making it cheaper, I want you to put this on your gear."

What Jade took out of the back drawer was a crest showing the Stratos Martial Arts Store. If I sew this up, it's obvious which store I'm wearing.

"But am I okay? If I wasn't the samurai you think I am. In the future, when you do something terrible, you might get a lot of bad reviews in your store."

For example, the more you conflict with the Holy Knights, or even involve the Wang Metropolitan Army to fight Tenryu, the more you think about it, the less good it springs up.

Jade tells me in disdain.

"Ha-ha-ha, you're worried, aren't you? A samurai is such a thing. That's fine with me. Without thinking about it later, I live the moment, the moment I have now. I can't help it, arrogant, abusive guys. Those are the samurai. We do business with people who might die when they do, and we're something like that again."

"Something similar?

When he heard that, he scratched his nose with his fingers and lit up a little.

"Yeah, I want to be more famous, too. Best in Babylon first. And best in the kingdom. If that's what you're doing, you can't just be making good weapons. Find the samurai you think you are and strive for heights together… this is the path I seek."

"... ok. That's all they said, and there's no reason to say no. Thank you very much."

"Yeah, welcome. And respect is fine. I'm your partner."

"Right. Then I don't have to."

Jade will grip back the right hand I gave him. An exclusive contract was hereby concluded.

From now on, I'm going to use the weapons Jade has to offer. Even so, weapons can't be anything but grid. So only protective equipment.

First, have the black light outfit on display adjusted to my size. For a while, waiting, Jade took the light outfit he could and showed up from the back room.

"Just for a moment, I let you work on it. What do you say?

"This... sounds good"

When the black lightweight lining was rolled, the red fabric was sewn on.

"I can only see this red part when my clothes flick. Hidden accent. I was wondering if you could put it on quickly."

"Yeah, so ha."

Wow... have you become familiar with the size of my body in this short time? Comfortable fit. Now, it's very easy to move. This guy... is real. You don't have to meet me to make the world famous as an amazing craftsman for a not-so-distant future.

Depending on the historical difference between the products bought in Wang Du,

"How does it feel to try it on?

"More than expected. It feels like wearing this lightweight outfit will add more strength."

"You're in trouble when you're so praised. What do you say we switch boots and stuff?

"Absolutely."

In addition to the boots, as I even aligned the belts and fingered broves, I ended up with 80 pieces of gold, which was the original set amount.

I'm done dressing everything from worn out clothes to new gear, and I'll check my entire body with a set mirror in the store.

I don't know what to say myself, but it feels good. Seemingly black, but occasionally hidden lining red is a good accent.

The next time you meet Roxy, you won't have a problem. Grid tells me through his "Reading Mind" skills.

"You're a costume for a horse."

"You... say that again!

When I changed my clothes in Wang Du, I said the same thing... you could give me a little compliment.

Jade looked at such an exchange strangely. Shit, I've been talking to Greed even though I have a glimpse of it in my usual habits. This makes me look like the weird one who speaks unilaterally to the black sword.

What a shame to put up an exclusive contract because of this. When I'm sweating from my forehead,

"Faith cares about the weapon. Talk to the weapons and protective gear that I made, too. Well, it's one-sided, like you. And because of that, they treat me like a pervert."

Oh, my God, he was more of a freak than me. And I think I've been put in that frame, too.

In my case, I'm having a conversation with Greed in a bee, but I need to release my skills to get it figured out, so you'd better not.

Having recognized herself and her own kind, Jade tells me the whole story about martial arts at Norinoli. Then I looked at the black sword grid I was carrying.

"Still, that black sword sheath is pretty damaged. I wonder if you'll let me make that too."

I don't know what to do. I need to prioritize my gried preferences for all of this. Later, I'm likely to be told Netineti like an aunt.

Sneak, ask Greed and he replies that you should let him try and make it. Looks like Greed also said something and acknowledged Jade's good arm.

"Then let me ask you something"

"Is that true!? So can I see the black sword?"

"Oh, fine."

Pull it out of the sheath to show the black sword greed. Jade then solidifies with his mouth gently open.

"Whoa, are you okay?

He kept rocking his body and managed to regain his sanity. And then he looks at it like he eats in the black sword again, inadvertently leaking his breath.

"What a... finished weapon. I've never seen such a one-handed sword...... great"

I heard that. The Grid is heavenly. The guy who's been in shape since day to day, don't get any better, it's just depressing from me.

'Did you hear that, Faith! Looks like the one who understands. There's a divinity overflowing from your sword body that you can't hide from me! Huhahahaha, more praise but good'

All right, while you're feeling better, let's set the color of the sheath. I'm sorry about the golden pickaxe, so I'll keep it black here to match my gear.

But if you turn it into a black monochrome, you see a future in which the reed back to sanity gones. Greed hasn't been half as keen on the sheath these days.

Here, you'd better reflect just a little bit of Gried's opinion.

"I wonder if the sheath could be decorated with black as its main theme"

"You're black. So, what's the decoration like?

"I want it to be golden. Just a little."

"I see... ok. I'll make this black sword a visible sheath. But it's so much business. If the sheath matches it, the amount will be considerable. Ready?"

When I was in my gear, I didn't say a lot of money, Jade. That's what I said in the sheath production. I'm spitting and I'm afraid to ask.

"What the hell... how much does that cost?

"I don't care if you quote cheap, 500 gold coins maybe"

I coughed up on the spot. Expensive... Why do you have more than six times the sheath of greed than my gear! I don't give a shit.

Gried says to me, reluctantly on the inside.

'You bought it. Five hundred coins is cheap. Jade and I seem to know about you, so we'll do a good job. I'm gonna give up all the gold specs, so we're gonna go through with this. "

Already, Gried was a norrinoli. It's troublesome to stop here and get your navel bent.

Twenty-three gold coins are left. I'd like to leave three gold coins behind, considering the accommodation costs, etc.

Ha..., just exhale one sigh,

"I wonder if I can ask for it in installments. Now I only have 20 gold coins to pay by hand..."

"Of course I do. Because I'll keep the remaining 480 gold coins. I was wondering if you'd give me a week to make more."

With the negotiations in place, Jade measures the dimensions of the Black Sword by corner. Along the way, it was a quick task, albeit leaking an exclamation.

"Now I have the information I need. Come back in a week! Now I'm gonna make the best I can and I'm gonna wait."

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it. We'll make good money by then."

When I get out of Jade's shop, I look up at the sky, fixing the flaws in my mask. It's already sundown. Besides my thoughts, they seem to have taken the time.

Well, I don't know what to do. I miss my wallet again. Is it good to go back to the inn like this?

The accommodation is 50 silver coins per night, so there is no problem. All you have to do is eat dishes that incur extra charges for dinner or something. The general is good at recommending it, so you have to be careful. You could get drunk like you did yesterday.

Well, there's nothing you can't do about night hunting if that bothers you. Because I was always hunting late at night in Wang Du, so night is the other way around for me. The Dark Vision skill allows you to hunt like day even on nights without the light of the moon.

In the meantime, I decided to go home to the inn. Travel across the boulevard from the commercial district to the residential district. Occasionally, drunken samurai arm themselves with their shoulders and walk away with pleasure. I guess those samurai could have had a fruitful hunt.

I'm almost outfitted. I want to be like that tomorrow, too.

You arrive at the old brick house I'm staying in, and you go inside.

"Welcome back! Well, what's up! I misjudged you."

It was the general who greeted me with a powerful voice. Laughing like a man luxuriously, he looks from top to bottom like he licks my outfit.

And get pounded on the shoulder.

"This is quite a piece of equipment. Wouldn't it have taken you quite a while?

"As you can guess. I'm just amazed at the high prices in Babylon."

"I'll be right there. If you're a real samurai."

"Don't put too much pressure on me because I'm still here and running out"

With that said, the general says with a laugh.

"I would be hungry. Come on, shall we make it dinner? My daughters are looking forward to dining with you."

"Today, I don't drink like yesterday."

"Yes, don't say anything hard."

I'm drawn to the cafeteria in the middle of nowhere. There were two daughters already in their seats there, and they seemed to be waiting for my arrival.

And there's a lot of booze at the table... Here's a bottle of booze I've never even seen.

Three gold coins, my entire possession, are a wind torch.

"Come on, let's get the economy going"

"Please be gentle"

As it turns out... my gold coins have disappeared. Come on! We're still hunting for the Bali Demon tomorrow.

Back in my room I lay in bed and close my eyes. I drank too much...... the ceiling started spinning around and my consciousness went dark in a good way.

I'm not sure. There's only one person in the world, standing up. Even if you look up at the sky, it's white. Even if you look at the ground, of course it's white.

No matter how far you walk, the same world continues. It was uninterrupted and bland across the horizon.

I'm sure there's no such thing as white in this world. Look, I don't even have a shadow here.

What the... here!? Why, I'm in a place like this!?

Looking around me tightly, suddenly... a white girl appeared in front of me.

The girl stares at me with red eyes enough to repel and laughs nicely.

"Finally connected..."

She looks familiar.

Yes... yes. She is the girl who was made the nucleus of Haniel, the machine angel who fought with Mine.

"You... of that time"

"of…………………………………………………………………………………………"

She's trying to tell me something, but I don't know what she's saying by the noise that gets worse and worse.

Still, it felt like you were saying something important to me.

I'm desperate, I try to ask, but I still can't. Within doing so, the world begins to stain black.

I try to get close to her...

At the end of the day, it became a world without light, and I even lost my scaffold, and I fell to the bottom of the Naruto.

"Uhhhhhhhh..."

All she did was stare at me with a sad face as I fell.

And when I look at the falling bottom...

What I saw was a world where demons and humans I'd eaten would fold, suffer and burn bright red. There is only one word that accurately describes this, hell.

"Hahahahahahaha......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I woke up surprised to sweat all over my body. I feel terrible.

What the hell was that? That's... unusually real even though it's a dream, and it's still burning clearly in the back of my brain.

The content was too vague to capture the whole story, but that feeling of falling into the dark had its own hair.

I'm sure that dream came from the guilt of eating that white girl to defeat Haniel, the machine angel.

Though I think so, what the hell was she... trying to say to me? When I think of that sad face, it bothers me.