Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

Now, even if I chose armor, I honestly didn't think Dew was going to get something so exaggerated and outrageous.

Even looking at the corner where the protective gear is arranged in this way, there is only one dish that is wasted to make it a scary, just a tool for disguise.

The first white armor I saw caught my eye.

This three-piece set includes a body armor that covers the chest and an arm guard that covers both arms.

I don't see the lower body area, is that what this is about?

"Oh, honey. You're free to use your weapons. It's here because it's touched, dropped, to what extent?"

"Oh, okay."

Well, that's great confidence.

I take the white armor in front of me.

Then I marvel at the warm, lukewarm touch, much lighter than I see it.

Clear white, like a ceramic.

I can see bluish traces of what was once painted.

Hmm... Could this be different colors, but is it lacquered or something?

"I knew you had eyes on him at first. This guy's nothing like the rest, is he? It was originally a decoration of the Divine Realm."

"Oh, so this is such a long time ago? Doesn't look like it at all."

If you take it to a TV show that will appraise you for anything, won't you be driven back?

It looks like new on that level.

"It once seemed like it had the effect of reacting to the magic of the gear and generating a barrier, but now it's gone. Now it's just sturdy armor for lightness."

"Heh... are they made in a pretty special way?"

Return the armor to its original position and proceed to the next.

No, because I can't hide it all. The colour is white.

Ideally, a plate armor that covers the entire body. It's like a skinny Maximilian style if you can.

Nice, Knight Armor. That's what I was gearing up for in the game days, isn't it? Because Gu Ni made that coat......

Wasn't it his fault that I became the Demon King? If I get the book right, I'm sick.

With such a transfer of responsibilities, we move on to the next armor.

Oh, no. This is bikini armor. This.

He's the one who gets arrested in one shot when I'm equipped. This.

"It was passed down from another country a long time ago. I was called the Knight Princess at the time -"

"If you ask me that, I'm going to buy it because of my emotions."

"Right. By the way, he said there were people in the past who wanted it for the same reason."

Brucella (dead language), I know.

But if you look at it this way, there's a huge variety of armor, in a nutshell.

They range from Japanese-style armor to western armor and scyle armor to laser armor.

All feel the pulse of glossy life whether it is used in any special material or caged in the soul of the producer as well.

That's how I was inquisiting one by one, and the plate armor I was looking for was standing in the back.

Black-iron like a mad warrior, he is intrigued by it's dull glow and carries it slightly back in front of him.

But when I took it out, I knew for the first time that I could see a large repair mark on my chest.

There's a mark blocking the hole as if it was pierced by a sword or something.

... you're definitely going to die in this. Aren't you sure you said something about the armor that repaired it?

but that's what attracted me to that kind of thing is the Demon King quality that made me sick in the middle.

If it's good for your hand, you wouldn't mind putting it in the item box for a moment, would you?

"Armor of the Destiny Winner"

Old World Heritage Producer * * * * * * * *

The body of an ancient God who placed the world in the hands of man beyond his destiny.

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What is this?

Also available is the "Heritage of the Old World" series. When it comes up again and again like this, what worries me about that phrase is that of humanity.

I wonder if the old world is about the age of games? Exactly, I don't think I missed this kind of armor in the game age.

'Cause it's black armor, right? I can't help it.

I take out my armor and speak to my uncle to ask him about this armor.

Apparently, he was in the process of taking care of his gear, and he stops his hand polishing the red sword he showed me earlier and turns back to this one.

"Mmm? Speaking of which, was it still there? He's probably the oldest category in this warehouse in history."

"Does this have any special history, too?

"Mmm, that was discovered on the Secondary Continent, with armor that is said to have been pierced by the Divine Armor...? Anything is said to have died the bearer of this armor with the blow of the famous sword that appears in the myth"

"I don't know how this is a myth but it still has the real thing"

"Well, that's eyebrow spitting. But, well, there's a theory that mythology has actually changed, and maybe it's really that armor."

From the description, I think it's probably real.

So, what about the key performance?

I took it out before I checked the actual performance, that's all.

Honestly, if it's just the exterior, it's a dstrike, right?

It's called this repair mark, it's called a fine scratch, it feels like you've been through the war.

Like, the older the better, but I think this kind of antiquity is worth no less than brands and luxurious decorations.

"So, did you pull this guy off the back?

"Yeah, just wondering"

"Well, let's do it."

I marvel at the sudden gift declaration and raise my voice of doubt.

I want it, but I really want it, but why are you saying that all of a sudden?

"In the first place, you can't normally move it, it's too heavy."

"... Speaking of which, it was pretty heavy"

"Look at the floor, honey"

When my uncle urged me to look down, it was reinforced with iron plates only where that armor was kept.

I mean, he said it weighed enough to damage the floor.

"I don't know if I'm a person who can move in that. Besides, you have to be a skinny person to wear it."

"Which..."

This is the first time I've worn armor, but it's hard to wear it alone and get my uncle to help me.

Greaves and gauntlets that fit perfectly as if measured, and armor sections.

It adds weight to both shoulders, but it's not enough to inhibit movement to the extent that it carries a slightly heavier backpack.

Yeah, I really wouldn't have a problem with that.

"So, the last time you wear this helm, it's done."

"You're full face but your vision doesn't get very narrow, this"

The last helm handed in was slightly prickly, designed as if inspired by a dragon's head.

Shit, that's cool.

"Well, is it? 'Cause nobody's ever wanted to wear it before. That's the first time I've ever known it."

"You didn't wait to munch, did you?"

"Hmm? Why are you getting hit with a munch?

"... no, it's nothing"

It's about a cervical sprain. That was a nickname. Munching.

If I wear a helm, I don't know what that means, like a munching sentence.

I try to jump and flex lightly with my armor on.

The joint runs smoothly while making a rubbing sound of metal, without weird distortions or creases, even though it has been in place for a long time.

The finger part of the gauntlet is also a snakebelly that combines so many parts that it's distracting that it moves null, though weird expressions.

I like it, I like it, enough to accidentally roll it out of this outfit.

"Whoa, don't move too much. The floor will fall out."

"Oh, excuse me. Me, I like this. What's the price?

"Price or... Honestly, if you're going to look Yang in the eye, and if you can see that armor fighting, I'd say fine... I guess you're convinced"

"The consideration should be paid. I am filled with the desire to offer satisfaction in the same amount."

"Kuhaha, you're really crazy. Well, let's just get that feeling."

A scumbag who beats up a lux coin and walks away refreshed.

I don't know what to do.

I saw this armor, equipped and performance, and it's still just its weight and its defense is extraordinary.

Specifically, it's like I can't catch up with a set of Demon King gear even if I multiply it by ten.

Well, the Demon King equipment's defense is just paper.

But this look and weight is great.

The weight will remain a force.

Now if it's training, maybe you'll get more muscle strength?

Well, you keep it until it's time to compete in the tournament.

"Here you go, then."

I take a bag of gold from the item pack and hand it to my uncle.

Then he removed it to an unexpected weight and plunged it into the floor with Zuchin.

Speaking of which, gold was pretty heavy in specific gravity, wasn't it? Exactly the weight is power.

The power of gold, don't be afraid.

"Oh... why don't we fix the floor again... is this a lot of money, really good?

"Please pay for the repair as well."

"This is all I can do to repair the workshop on the surface. Are you sure? Really?"

"I don't mind. I just want to make some good shopping and keep going to the city."

"Ha ha, that would be tempting and intimidating. Hmmm, I may just get too much of this amount... right, I need something else, let's go back to the workshop"

That the amount is just the amount, thank you for letting me sweeten that courtesy.

Hey, I have a lot of money I sold demonic crystals.

I don't know, travel tools and food, and I don't use them in this city, but they only usually cost about the cost of lodging.

To my mind, I'm still pretty much untouched with the money I got a lot from my deal (extortion) in Saltburg, right?

I have also split it it and given it to Lue and Reyce, but still a considerable amount remains in the Alliance's account.

Copy that. Let's go.

"Exactly. You want me to take it off? There's rattles everywhere, don't let them step through you."

And he took off his armor with the thought of pulling his hair behind him, and left the collection behind.

"Well, as you've already noticed, I'm still proud to say that blacksmith arms are a first-rate category. So, what do you say we get your gear ready?

"Hey, that's cheap equipment I usually use, so honestly, it's enough to take care of it yourself"

"Hmm, even though you have silver? So how's the weapon? Honey, from what I've seen, you look like a person who can store items, but you can remove dirt, but you can't restore wear and tear, can you?

"As a matter of fact, weapons are also made by magic."

With that said, take out the sword of dark magic and wave it to show it.

No, I'm really sorry. I keep saying things that take away my job.

"Hmm...... but, Amy, that's not what you're supposed to get, is it?

"Is that it? How come again?"

"You can almost tell by the way you look at yourself and the way you look right now, can't you? I'm still a pro."

"... missed you"

Again, the real job, is that also something that people on the side of making weapons will understand?

But it's been a little over a year, including bareback, since I came to this world and waved my sword.

... Could it have stained this body with its marks from the beginning?

Uhm, that's a mystery.

"Look, try to get what you're supposed to get. Probably spears, battle axes, long swords, huh?

"Correct."

I take out the life-taking sword.

Hey, I know it's a little embarrassing to get it out in public, but I'm a proud kid.

As always, a leaf-like pattern emerges on the torso, reddish as the blood softens.

And then, when I take out my sword, my uncle opens his eyes and squeals his throat.

"This guy... Am I alright with using this?

"Yeah, no problem."

"Me too, it's a long road, but I've never seen a contaminated sword so far... not by nature, but too much evil creeping around outside"

"Uh... there's a verse that comes to mind"

To my mind, it was kick-ass to wipe out that curse, the mortal sacrificed, at the deepest end of the abandoned mine in Minds Valley.

And that had the power to take in the resentment around him, kill him even more and darken the curse.

If even that trait had been taken over by my sword... it would be strange if the life I took with this sword had also been sucked in as resentment.

Hey, Church, where are you? I need you to un-curse me.

Wouldn't you be able to stay out of gear one of these days?

"Hmm, I hope I don't have a problem using it like this, but then I'll call for disaster around me, okay? I could do something about this guy, but what?

"I hope you don't mind me saying it's just disastrous all around you, please"

"All right, look at that, my stunt."

When he heard my words, he immediately installed his sword on a giant gold floor and took out the giant hammer that was hanging on the wall.

No wait, if you haven't even put a fire in the furnace yet, you're not ready for anything!?

But not long before he stops, he swings the giant hammer down to the very roots of his sword, which he hasn't even heated.

At that moment, the kid and the dull metal noise pierce his ear, making his surrounding noise inaudible with a keen tinnitus.

By the time I swallowed the spit or strong-eyed and finally got the sound back, it was about time my grand laughing uncle offered me a sword.

"Look, I left a fundamental engraving on it. Now that the accumulated dirt is flowing, you should let it out for a while."

"Huh? Is that it now?

Was the hammer stamped or something now?

Indeed, at the root of his body, a dent in the shape of a small letter had been formed.

No, this sword is the sealed, smashed sword of the Dragon God, why can you let it deform, uncle?

"This is the first time I've resisted so far. This is how the equipment in the most exuberant shrine looks, right?

"In the meantime, I know that my uncle can even handle such a product."

"Kuhaha, it must be! Look, the red part's falling out, right?

Seeing it, it was true that the part of the blade of the body had begun to regain its original glow.

The first figure, very similar to the sword taken, but with an engraved leaf vein pattern.

Apparently, that red was dirty.

I wasn't offended and hated that one, but I wouldn't have any choice.

Still, what would have happened if I had used my sword as it was?

I know the power of this sword better than anyone else.

Though in the age of games, the sword took away all the power of the first seven stars, and even after coming here, buried the Dragon God and took away that power.

If you change the way you perceive it, you will swallow all the power of its mighty being, so much so that it has a tremendous power.

The deeper you think about it, the more smudged and passed on that horror.

... I'm here today because maybe I was a little lucky, what a dimensional story.

"Thank you very much, uncle"

"That's okay! It's not something I've seen in my life so many times... thank you very much."

That's what I said. My uncle laughs happily showing his white teeth.

Me, I got the armor that I could use for the disguise, and I was able to purify it as a wand without falling.

I knew I was glad I went into the alley in search of romance. Two diseases in Viva.

"Kuhaha, it's been a really good memory...... I never thought I'd see this class of swords three times in my life"

"Mm, that you've seen a sword comparable to ours?

"Kuhaha, even if I look like this, I'm a long-lived, Genesis person. What do you say, surprised?"

Genesis man...... I mean, he said he was the same person who lived through the same time that Lue was fighting.

My uncle's ears are the same as common humans. Still, when it comes to living without running out of life... is he also a character that players used to manipulate, like Lue?

Oink says there are quite a few people who lived through the Genesis.

Maybe Arkham did the same thing again.

He also seems to have retained so much power, and so much youth, even after subtracting a race called the Demon Nation.

It's not the same situation as mine, ex-player characters, or their subcharacters.

Does that mean that we will continue to live since Genesis, who we are without life expectancy?

"There was a time when I lived in Endoresia. There were a lot of quality materials there, and at the time there were a lot of demons who still liked to make things and elves who were passionate about research."

"Heh, so you saw it in those days"

"Oops. The Elves made a sword with the idea of a sword that transcends time, a sword that continues to carve out vast times, times of perpetual robbery. Well, I just stuck to the point that I could withstand any kind of magic that wouldn't break without weathering, and the performance wasn't a big deal."

"Well, why did you make a sword like that again?"

"I'm not sure. But I remember him saying something about wedging it. I remember it was a clear sword like glass."

Phew... Could it be the prototype of the weapon Lue is using right now?

As far as the description goes, it seems to have been transformed by the magic of Lue and the Dragon God.

What a narrow world or something.

If I showed you Lue's sword, how would you react?

"Another wave, you saw it on Sardis. Now it's time to sit back here, but I used to walk over there looking for valuable weapons."

"Actually, I'm traveling all over the place now, too. Nice, traveling."

"Oh, the journey is good. I have an unexpected encounter."

Close your eyes, and your uncle looks up as he remembers the day of your presence.

One of the flavors of the journey is remembering and having a chase experience in that memory.

I guess you're savoring that now.

I haven't been traveling for the first time in a while. It's still early to enjoy that, unfortunately.

"I can remember it's possible. I don't know, maybe that wave was more powerful than your sword."

"Hmm? You won't listen to me."

When I handed it to you earlier, I was taking all my abilities off just in case!

I'm sure the ratings would have changed again if we had made it the strongest configuration, yeah.

Look, I hate losing.

My kids are the best, the other ones are the second.

"I am on the Sardis continent, a sword held by a swordsman, a genuine, complete state of the divine realm that has not lost any power. No... it had a terrible glow and style"

"That much, is it?

Sardis swordsman.

... I guess it's not Shun.

But the sword he was using must have been a one-handed, half-sided sword of a knife type.

That sword also boasted a sagging rarity and performance, but the equipment and dots of what he called the Divine Domain seem to be different from those of the Game Age, and probably not those of Shun.

Well, there's a chance it's new.

"I didn't ask for his name, but he was filled with colors like a night sky. Really, it's going to suck me in."

"Heh... if you go to Sardis, maybe you can see it"

If I could find it over there, I'd like it a little.

To put it that far, it probably boasts considerable performance.

... I'm not going to let Dr. [Bad Eating] work for you, am I? Is that true?

"Well, you've pulled it off. From now on, I'm going to work, so you better get out of the workshop. No matter how much you've come through that alley, it's just gonna be tough."

"Oh, speaking of which, where is this supposed to come from? If there's a way I can make it home easy, I'd like to go through there."

"Hmm? What, you really don't know where this place is and you're here? I thought you were sober."

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm ignorant. Should I try to find another way out of the workshop?

"Kuhaha, well yeah, that's fine when you get out of the workshop. See you later, Grandma! We'll see each other again if we get lucky."

One last time I give my thanks to my uncle who says goodbye while putting fire in the furnace and opens the door to the workshop.

That's dazzling, was it that dark in here?

I meditate my eyes on that strong light and go outside with my hands crossed.

Feel the fresh air and breathe heavily.

"... you smell strangely good"

Fresh or fragrant?

I just felt a sweet smell like freshly baked confectionery, and my eyes finally get used to the light.

- And your brain is confused by the sight that spreads in front of you.

As if to applaud the confusion, some more voices can be heard.

"Stand in front of people's stores... what are you going to do?

"... that?

"That's not it. What, are you laughing at me for being kicked out of the guild tenants?

In front of you, a pancake shop with a dongle stamp sign.

What? No. Why is there a store here all of a sudden?

Looking back in haste, there's just a boulevard there, and many carriages still go and go.

This is... the street where restaurants and confectioneries come together.

Should be opposite Howling Road across the center of the city from where I was earlier......

"What, you look like you've lost your soul like that"

"Oh no... maybe I'm going to show you out"

"Hmm, strange man. Well, just fine, just stick with the tasting."

... It's called the Lainey Linearis case, there's more lurking than you can imagine, this city is.

Perhaps I could no longer visit, I followed the grumpy pancake shop master with such strange thoughts.