I remembered Joffrey and Elise that I completely forgot about.
I told Hal and the others about it.
"" Is Mr. Joffrey and Mr. Elise in the village? ""
Hal and Caro said with all their voices together.
... I said stupid about those guys. Me too, but it's also amazing how well you two get passed on.
"No, well, I'm sure I headed for that village, but it was a few days ago, and I don't know if I could get straight to the village because it's about those guys. I forgot the map."
Yes, the map I had earlier was one that Joffrey and Elise forgot about. It must be a map prepared by Mr. Daijiro.
I don't know how to prepare the map.
"In the meantime, can I give it back to him"
When I said that, I took out one piece of paper and used two skills at the same time.
Art magic.
Magic turns into paint, and that paint is in the illustration of the map…
"Guh."
"What's up, sir?"
"Yes, no, nothing"
It wasn't the map that was drawn, this time it was a picture of Elise wearing a fancy swimsuit for some reason. Incinerate and dispose of that illustration with a petite fire produced in your hands in a hurry that would probably be quite imaginary.
Epic illustrations of Caro and Hull can be tolerated by conceding a hundred steps.
But other human things are bad...... damn.
Perhaps I can do an eclectic painting of the woman I was thinking about just before - magic.
What silly magic. That's a player's skill. The application is as if unfavourable.
I don't have a choice, do I draw it seriously?
So that day we decided to stay in My World, not in the village, and we stopped in the village the next day before heading to Mount Landau.
In the meantime, write down the map in the bedroom.
"Okay, I could draw"
I nodded satisfied when I saw the finished map.
"Did you draw it already?
Hal, already waiting in bed, asked.
Hal is in my room today.
Seems like a discussion took place between Hal and Caro and they decided to take turns sleeping apart from the day I wanted to be alone or sleep with the three of us.
I wasn't called to that discussion, but I'm glad they didn't.
The day the three of us want to sleep together? It won't come for the time being. Even if it comes, that day will be one that doesn't need a player.
"It doesn't seem like three minutes have passed."
Hal stood behind me and looked at the map as he peered in.
Hal in thin clothes - those breasts shake small next to my face.
I thought the sound effects were definitely "pompous" a little bit.
"Master, this map looks exactly the same -"
"Not at all, dude. Hal would know, wouldn't he?
"I would...... ah!
I guess Hal used his skills as I recall.
"That's true. Is this the map your husband drew?"
"Correct! Using a skill called masterpiece creation."
If I made a copy, I could write a map as if I had become a copier.
However, even with the exact same thing, I figured if there was a fake appraisal, could I see through it?
"Maybe he made that fake card out of a forgery too."
"Right - strangely, the paper texture, the smell, seems exactly the same. I wouldn't have been able to see it without a fake appraisal, either."
"Well, if Hal says so, I guess so"
Don't be afraid, it's a forgery.
In fact, two minutes after I started sketching, I remembered my craftsmanship skills. In fact, it only takes about ten seconds to draw and copy the map.
My hand moved like a machine. Besides, it is in black and white copy because I only use a black pen, but other than that it is brilliantly reproduced perfectly.
There will be no need for Hal to be indistinguishable.
Don't be afraid.
But thanks to you, I know one thing.
Hal's fake appraisal - a more important skill than I thought.
My craftsmanship is only the skill of making the exact same thing.
However, it is possible that there are more skills than this, for example, that can be made with false documents, orders, or precision that mistakes such things for authenticity.
I became a quasi nobleman, even though I became one. And during the wars between the Kingdom of Shiralaki and the Principality of Nickplan, I also found out that one of my forces would greatly shape the battlefield.
I don't care about war. The war back then was compelled to join in to help Dark Elves, but that's the exception.
But still, I'm sure I'll do some things if Count Paul asks me to. I like that Count.
He's noble, but he doesn't look great at all, and he's admired by the people. Miri was taken care of, too. More importantly, you're one of those eel lovers.
So what I feared most was being forged a letter from Count Paul. Afraid of being used by fake orders.
But if Hal is here, he'll be able to see through even if the order is forged.
"I'm so glad Hal's here."
…… I'm glad you said that. "
Well, I'm done with my work.
"Your husband. I've been patient for a long time."
Hal says shy.
Oh, I know how you feel. I've been putting up with it.
"Oh, I know what you're trying to say. Well, hurry up."
"Yes, then hurry up -"
Hal smiled and offered it to me.
- Give me the sake barrel.
"Huh?"
"Because you ordered that you should only train to drink alcohol when you're with your husband."
"Ah...... ah"
That way - and I was a little sorry.
But...
"Umiyu"
I turned my face bright red, and I looked at Hal with his voice like a cat and my knee pillow, and I thought this was fine.
It was the ultimate in gap adoration.
By the way, Hal is quick to wake up drunk, so
[Ichinojo's level increased]
I was entertained by the player's level increase.