"You got a blue face, huh? Are you okay?"
Ms. Rex does not hesitate to close her handsome face to see if her anxiety prevails if it is also her third encounter. It became "Ugh" on the inside, but when I thought about it, I didn't have anything particularly Tokimek, so I thought I could worship this mediocre face as much as I wanted.
I didn't make this one slight.
"That's right, that's right, that's okay"
I don't trust that word at all.
It wouldn't be all right at all, would it? and smiled bitterly with a beautiful face, and blinked once, two or three times.
"Not so much an anomaly, but it seems to be in a mild state of panic. You want a drink? sedatives."
"... uh, yes? (x;)"
"Drink it and it'll calm you down a little bit."
As I said, look at the guy who started fishing for you in his bag.
--Uh-huh!? What the hell is this guy? You're not a brave man, but you see the status!?
To his unexpected line, hauntingly scary, my consciousness flies over to the other side in an instant.
If you don't try to take the sedative offered and stare silently at him for a while, mixing your fears with amazement, make a face that you understood the voice of your heart a little later.
One of the hidden rooms of the "Tower of the Great Sage (Arias)” is a room where you get the benefit (gift) of visualizing the status of others. Once upon a time, I stumbled upon it when I tried. That's why I got it. "
"Really? There's such a trick in Arias' tower... I was already surprised, even Mr. Rex wasn't actually talking about brave people, or something."
"Oh, that's an impossible story."
I laugh ridiculously that I'm not a gal, so I feel I can afford and pass with strength and looks, to the heart. Speaking of which, connect with.
"I thought about it before, but you're Mr. Rex and you're a smart guy. The tower of Arias seems to have to solve the difficult question at the entrance to get in. Even if you put it inside the tower, the Adventurer Cry that you can't go ahead unless you solve the installed problem... not the Tower of the Trial of the Scholar Cry..."
It is a very famous story for anyone who has seen a compiled book about dungeons scattered around the world. Even if you've never seen it, if you put yourself in an academic organization, you'll hear about it once before graduation.
The dungeon "Tower of the Great Sage (Arias)" was a tower where Mr. Arias, once called the Great Sage, stood at the end of his legs around the world and buried his bones. That tower, dungeoned without losing the Lord, is said to be the place where many of the benefits of wisdom (gifts) left by Mr. Arias in his lifetime, as well as blessings by the gods, were scattered. And the tower, the monsters, they don't spring up.
I can tell you that's as much of a dungeon as I'd be happy to be with an adventurer that if I just asked, I'd get benefits and blessings without a life-threatening crisis, but instead of having a monster out, I'm even tested for knowledge. From the very first entrance, you will be questioned in front of the door leading to the stairs and the room. Moreover, the subject is random, and the answer to this door is this kind of canning behavior is unacceptable. It was the adventurers who raised their roots early on to the on-parade of difficult questions. Such a group of scholars who had tried to ask from behind them moved, and at some point the tower was positioned as a dungeon challenged by intellectuals.
A professor who was in an academic organization had a strong image of a tower challenging the end of his life with his prestige, and knighthood people pulled out their swords and said, "Yes! Apply for a duel!!" If something specific happens among scholars, "it's a battle in the tower of Arias!!" and so on. They decide to win or lose because of how much upstairs they were able to move on and what benefits and blessings they got.
Back to the point, Mr. Rex challenged such a place.
Besides, there's no hidden room —— super hard question or odd question in the odd, or anything like that in the first place (I mean, can't find it?) There are rumors —— how high is your intelligence and good fortune that you opened it?
—— I'd like to see your status.
As if that voice had been heard, the words leaked out of Mr. Rex's mouth were astonishing.
"You look like you want to see my status."
"Hih... why did you find out!?
"That was a palpable look, wasn't it?
The person who laughed and proclaimed, "Can I show you if Belle shows you," with the usual disgusting smile, said the status card show, "Close to Marriage Lover Relationship," and so on, the implication of this continent... Oh, you probably know...
No, there's a custom among adventurers to show off and hang out with each other in a popular way.
There, see, with the one about knowing the power of the fellow who partied.
Even the brave ones, like the ones who were asked to join us temporarily, usually showed it to me.
This is an atmosphere of overflowing curiosity, and should we take this opportunity without it? Or should I remind you of the holding of the town daughter and say no?
Mmm, roar, and think about the interests that would arise from that behavior in full rotation.
Milk Tea Beautiful man face with horrible unwrought hair. He is a master of knowledge enough to open the hidden room of the Great Sage Tower, meaning he is a certain strength in the Adventurer's Guild, and his character doesn't seem bad. I don't have a problem with standing and behaving, I look soft but pretty hard. It is undeniably flawed in the balls that I feel overdone for my age......
Maybe that's not a scratch.
I exhale deeply and think with a calm head.
—— I'm curious... I'm curious, but I definitely don't feel like sneaking up on a god I don't touch.
The last one is frigid, so I figured I'd stop touching it.
Though the leak is dangerous, as long as it is enough to sap, it will probably be fine.
I'll ask him to plunder only what really bothers me, and I'll bring him back to consciousness.
"Just tell me your intelligence and luck. That's where I'm most concerned."
"Don't you have to look at it? You could be lying to me, right?
"Oral is enough. Even if it's a lie, I guess that number is certain, so I'll interpret it. And I guess..."
I don't think Mr. Rex would lie, what a dialogue, kind of even with Kusai. I didn't say it for a reason. What is a reason? That is. Anyone who is uselessly well-hit can be lying from the ground up.
I don't think you're lying. But or the possibility that everything you put together is a lie, a possibility.
So I left it cloudy at the end.
Satisfactory he would understand this silent language early.
To add fairness to it, present this number.
"By the way, I'm 63 for Intelligence 80"
Saying, Mr. Rex looks at this one with an unexpected face.
"It's amazing how intelligent you are that year. But luck is lower than I thought."
In the [Health, Magic, and Intelligence] shown on page 1 of the Status Card, health, and magic have come into play at a significant percentage of the increase in level, depending on the species, but the cap is not clear. It is common sense among people in this world that if you work hard, you will only work hard.
However, some of them are poorly stretched types, like me, and there are constraints such as the "Level 50 Wall”, which makes it extremely difficult to level up, with the dragon species having five digits of health - rumours that the dragon king will go six digits - and the demonic species having five digits of magic - so if there is a demon king, is it six digits? - but it is thought to be an approximate limit value. Four digits would be pretty amazing if you were only human.
By contrast, the upper limit of intelligence is considered to be 100, and I'm not sure what it will be quantified against, but it seems that 80 is generally higher. Once upon a time, I asked Ish, "Sage Candidate www," and she leaked a laugh, and the story was streamed.
If you follow the Intelligence 90 line, you will have a job title in this world called [Sage].
But that grin of a childhood friend felt so arrogant that I remember having a cold head that it was actually to that extent more than people in the world would say. Twice in my life, they mix two parts of the world's knowledge and that's about it. That is where my perception is now.
And the lucky value that came out. After the Brave Man told me at the Ediana Ruins that the status card was touch-panel, I just looked at it at my fingertips and it was normal. Attack power. Amongst the lines of defense and hitting rates and all that, there was luck in a tempered atmosphere. So far mine is 63, and I don't feel that high from the story that it's a cap of 100 as well as intelligence. I don't even feel bad, so I was wondering if it's a bumpy place.
Based on Mr. Rex's dialogue, that doesn't seem to be a high number after all.
The person who leaked the words "That's odd..." etc. in front of him showed a bare gesture of thinking for a while, but he regained his mind and overlooked his gaze because he realized it was just futile to think.
"My intelligence is 75, my luck is 40."
"It's more surprising to me. I thought you'd be luckier than Mr. Rex."
"I thought you said" bad luck ”when you asked me to look for light grass.
"Uh, speaking of which, I feel that way"
I thought about past events and wondered if I should serve tea to customers like that.
Next to the canister, which was full of fire, he shifted his gaze to the bag he had placed next to him and raised his face to some sign.
"--- Picked you up, Lady Lacotte"
From behind the protruding teeth, around the dark cavity, they are told by the sound of sieving.
The whole body (honmi) skeleton must be Thailand with a festive or playful inclusion in the feather-woven swallow tail uniform (uniform) —— or actually just a rough rope, right?? -- and if you touch it, it's going to pop, right? I let him bow at an angle.
On thin, white hand there was a blue flame twitched by chains, and when you accidentally stopped gazing, your blue body twitched and flipped. My mouth opens on a round eyeball, and I make a kick-ass odd noise, laughing at me with a long tongue.
Unexpectedly.
"Hih...!
and backwards, but they hit the trunk with their backs and are not allowed to retreat any further.
How he took this situation, the skeleton butler shifted his gaze to him beside him when he finished thanking him.
'There's someone with you. Yeah, you'll be fine on your own. Nothing's wrong.'
That's what I said and swayed my jaw and asked behind my back.
"Take the carriage to this!
Pumpkins appear in the dark night after speaking to no one.
Eh.
That.
What if this is before Cinderella... "et al."
Is that a dream? Blink your eyelids a few times while you're still in the mood, and you'll see a "yes" reality.
—— Jack O Lantern's Giant Carriage!! Finally your butler!?
"Come on, don't hesitate! Let's come! To our city!!
"Huh!?
If you keep your consciousness back in your voice, when will you be put in the pumpkin?
grabbed the window frame in a hurry and tried to get out.
"It looks like it's moving, so it's dangerous, right?
Or something like that, caught by an arm turned from behind and put back into a fluffy cushion.
Put me on a haunted pumpkin, a skeletal butler and a handsome Rex on the side...
—— I wonder what it is. What the hell kind of punishment game......
"Ho ho ho ho ho! Dear Ignis Guest ~ ♪ To Phantom Town's Ghost Festival, no, welcome!! You are welcome, biological!!!
My consciousness flew far when I heard such a cry in the open air.
The wizard's grandfather, who groaned there, "It must have disappeared," and said, "Belle, are you okay?," he said, in the beautiful middle age of blue and silver hair with a worried face.
"I didn't feel strong malice, and if the superiors were with me, they'd be fine"
It's no different than usual, seeing him with such a voice.
Two people, Crawlick and Rice, intertwined with fuzz gaze.
In the invisible position of two children and a dark-haired brave man, he spills a fuzzy meaningful grin and says, "Speaking of which," he overlaps words and looks up at the night sky.
[Phantom Town's Haunted Festival].
I remember a picture book from a long time ago, and I gave my thoughts to the grandchildren and daughters of distant lands… that they are the only ones to know.
After a while, Bobcut's boy muttered, "The gate opens..."
In the deepening dark night, the annual Haunted Festival began.