How To Live In A Different World

"This, damn it!

I'm about 4 meters long in front of me. I cut it from the top to the tip of my mouth with a short sword.

Zash.

My mouth cracks and red blood drips off.

Big thanks go all the way in return.

I hold on to my shield so that it sticks to the ground and withstands impact behind it.

Skill bonus value 21 is then reshaped to muscle strength.

Dogan.

It was a huge shock, but I managed to withstand it.

When I look at the large part from the gap in the shield, it flutters the other way around.

Immediately, I reshake my skill bonus to +3 muscle strength, +7 dexterity, +11 quickness and place the short sword on the ground, pulling it back against the short spear on my back and poking it toward the big eyeballs.

Dossssss.

Push the eyeballs further into the back.

Immediately afterwards, with a short spear, turn to draw a no-shape of and stir the interior.

After the attack, his legs lost power and crawled into his stomach.

I'll poke my eyes out again, just in case.

But the big deal didn't even work with Pickle.

"Alright. I knocked him down. We did it, Gail.

I turn around, but no one is there.

I see it beside me, but I don't even feel popular.

"... that?

I look around, but I'm the only one standing with just three large bodies.

"Hey. Gail, where are you? Hannah, we took him down anyway. Guys, where have you been?

No one has responded.

I have no wisdom. Think narrowly.

"... did they literally use me as a shield to escape?..., seriously!?

I suddenly became a botch in the ten tiers of a dungeon southeast of Bales.

A week before I went back in time, I was still returning to the Adventurer Guild today to redeem money by crusading properly low-level demons on the Bales Plains.

As always, a man called out to me where I was going to go back to the inn after the exchange and have a drink at the tavern.

"Hey, you have a good economy. Isn't it massive today?

One adventurer calls out in a familiar way.

As old as I am, he is skinny and carries a bow.

I had a mild conversation and I tried to leave the place.

"Whoa, wait for me. You're a member of the same guild. Don't be alarmed. Yeah, I'll buy you a drink. So wait at the table there.

That said, the man pulls one chair from the Alliance table and prompts him to sit here all the time.

I can't go too far to make it too bad either, but I sit at the chair like I'm reluctant.

"Wait a minute. Because I'll bring the liquor.

That said, the man goes to the guild counter.

There is a smaller store next to the reception counter at the guild, where a little drinking food such as alcohol is sold.

The man came right back and brought a bottle of wine and a wooden cup.

And pour the wine into the cup and serve it softly in front of me.

"My name is Gail. He is the leader of a class C adventurer's party. You've been in the guild lately, haven't you, George?

"Yeah, that's right.

I answer uncomfortably that there are people in the guild who know my name.

"You've been hunting nearly forty demons every day in the Bales Plains for the past week or so.

"Yeah well.

"From what I hear, you still do that solo in class F.

"Right.

"From what I hear further, you think you can use low-level but also magic?

"That's right.

"Hmm. So you're saying we have all the information?

The man thinks like he's convinced.

There's a reason you know so much about me.

The Adventurer Guild has a place to buy and sell information, and you can get most of the information if you pay a certain amount of money.

I mean, this guy must have bought my info from the guild with gold.

"Hey, you, do you plan on going into any parties right now?

"Party?... but no.

"Right, right. Hey, why don't you come in? Now that the shield guy is out, I want a replacement.

"... but I'm F-class. You won't be able to have a C-level party.

"That's okay, isn't it? You talk about being able to defeat Buffalo solo.

I slapped my tongue inside.

I haven't reported anything to the guild, but I guess I already have information because I still defeated quite a few of them.

I ask a man named Gail the other way around.

"What's in it for me to get into your party?

"Whoa, say it ~. Fair enough. You know, you can do a lot of things if you get into a C-class party around the corner!

"For example?"

"For example, I can accept a C-level request.

"So?"

"So.... you know, if class F can accomplish a C-level request, the rank will soon rise, and most importantly, the reward is not the same digit as defeating a low-level demon in the Bales Plains. That means you can work efficiently.

"Huh.

"In addition, there is a follow-up from peers when dangerous requests are made, and the survival rate is greatly increased.

I put my hand on the tip of my jaw and often think.

What Gail is saying is not wrong.

No matter how many masses of weak demons you defeat, you won't get much money to pay for your time, and you won't increase your level.

Levels still cannot be improved without defeating some strong demons.

"Whatever I say, this is a pretty good story. There's no way Class C invites a Class F.

"Uh-huh.

"Well, how about we don't dare to party tentatively? If you really don't like it, you just get out. That would be nice. I would never complain.

"...,..., okay, okay. Fine. I'll tentatively join your party.

I felt a little uneasy, but I need company to break the situation.

Actual strength can be seen as soon as we fight together.

If you don't like it, you can skip it, but you won't complain.

"All right, we've got a deal. Then I'm a member as of today. I'll apply to the Alliance for registration.

"Okay.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm getting one request right now. I will be going to a dungeon in the southeast in a few days.

"What kind of request?

"From here, there is a herb called Buffam at the back of the ten tiers in the dungeon, which is three days away on foot. That's the dimension of getting it. So I want you to prepare food for your journey and so on for that.

"Okay.

"Okay, then, the departure shall be at noon the day after tomorrow. The assembly is this guild.

"Okay.

Saying so, we drank wine and broke up.

Two days later at noon I came to the Adventurer Guild ready for my 10th trip.

There, besides Gail, one man and two women sat at the table waiting.