I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Before I left Gilmouth's office, I asked what level of sensory, sensory skills I should train.

He said Lv8, or Lv6, is that enough?

"Um, right. For example, appraisals are highly covert skills. I know because I have an appraisal, but it would be difficult without it. So do your eye-catching and nursing skills."

I guess that's why the backwards guys get nervous. They may be uncovering their secrets without realizing it.

"But it's hard to hide signs of thought induction and skill oblivion. If I were on my level, I could sense that you used some kind of interference skill."

An appraisal or something eye-catching is just a skill to look at if you say so. You can watch it or not, but you're just reading their information.

However, thinking guidance and other skills interfere with the target. I guess the possibility of being sensed is out of step.

With my hand-held skills, it's hard to spot an appraisal or false sense of reason. But do you think it's easy to get noticed by a skill taker?

"To be able to detect an appraisal without using appraisal detection skills, whether it is sufficient to max out sign detection, etc... LV8 is good enough to detect interferometric skills."

In our case, LV8 might not be enough. Compared to normal people, I'm leveling up by self-evolution all at once. That is the strength, but also the weakness. Even at the same skill level, your proficiency should be considerably lower. It can also be said that skills are not being used to perfection.

Well, that's why it's a good thing to master your skills in the east dungeon. The immediate goal is to increase the level of sign perception to more than 8 by self-evolution points or demon stone absorption while using a variety of sensory skills.

"Bye, I'll go"

"Yeah. See you later. How do you do about Lord Klimt?

With the words of Diaz to worship on his back, we pushed the office back.

"Let's gather information on the dungeon in the library."

"Mmm."

"We don't have much time, and we're gonna do some digging."

We have to find an inn by night, and most importantly, we want to find someone.

"Is Grandpa Garth still in town?

Two hours later, we were wandering around Urmut town looking for Grandpa Garth.

Garth, who broke up with Aretha, should be arriving in Urmut much earlier than we are. Or we were too late.

I'm pretty sure Grandpa Garth made it to this town. Just like Aretha, there was an adventurer in possession of a fine steel sword that Grandpa Garth thought was made of.

When I spoke up and confirmed it, it was still a weapon from Garth's work. I asked you where you bought it, but they all give you a different store. Apparently they rent some stores and change their place of sale depending on the day.

Go around some weapons stores to gather information and clear your ears about the adventurers on the road.

Mostly it's all about dungeons or militant tournaments, and I can't listen to Garth. But from the chatter of a group of three adventurers, I could hear one story that bothered me.

"In one night, the fort of the wicked followers fell? If I say Fort Millenia, isn't it their biggest hub in the world?

"I mean, isn't that the only place where the followers are gathered in all those masses? Rumor has it there's even the one empowered by the evil gods?

"Huh? Can an evil god even do that? I thought it was just criminals and crazy people worshipping evil gods."

"I've never even met him. So they're powered by the power of evil gods, like Ibl Goblin and Ibl Kobolt?

"It's pretty nasty to have those guys. Could some country have set out on a crusade with their main hips?

"Fort Millenia is in the Reids kingdom, isn't it? There's no way that country would imitate that. Whatever you want to use."

"So who did it?

"Come on? Well, that sounds like you're breaking up. My acquaintance, who happened to be nearby, heard it on the lower end of the escape. Anything, I want the top executives who were out there to come back and make a scene within the day. You think that the executive turned into a warcraft-like figure and slapped off the rest of the executives without one left? He laughed in an unusual way and said," Eat your power! I hear it sounds like a monster. "

"Wow, what's that story?"

"It's a mystery!

"No, no, it's true. Rumor has it, there might be exaggeration in there."

It's also surprising that there was such a thing as a fort of evil god followers, but it seems that the fort fell. Plus, with a broken buddy.

(What's the story now, Zero Thread?

"Does Fran think so, too?

Whatever you think, you're talking about Zero Thread slaughtering his people for co-eating. Maybe if we leave Zero Thread alone, he'll wipe out all the evil god followers but him? So, if you defeat zero lead at the end, it's perfect. Well, I don't know how strong the zero lead is by then.

(grunts)

"Ursi is motivated."

(knock it down one day)

"Oops. We need to be stronger for that."

(n)

(On!)

After that we still walk through the town of Urmut, picking up rumors. And at the third blacksmith, he was finally discovering someone who knew Grandpa Garth. Just like Grandpa Garth, he's a Dwarf blacksmith.

"So you're not in this town anymore?

"Oh, listen to the noise of Barbora. I traveled a few days ago because I might be able to do something about it."

What a mistake.

"I said I'd be back by the martial arts tournament, so if you wait, I think you'll see me."

"Okay."

"I hear about you from Garth. Is that named equipment...... Excellent."

You're looking at the blackcat series with a sparkling eye by a blacksmith man. I know you're looking at gear, but if you look from the side, you look like a pervert looking at a young girl with a giddy and trance look on her face.

In fact, someone walking through the front is looking at a man with subtle eyes. Some of them stare with a harsh look. You haven't been called in.

Men don't seem to care at all about other people's eyes or anything, touching the fabric of their coats from time to time. Fran didn't seem to feel bad about his gear being complimented either, and he waited.

After observing Fran's gear for about 5 minutes, he was finally satisfied. The man comes to thank me with a good smile.

"No, eye blessing. Wow. Thanks for showing me the good stuff, I'll take care of my gear while I'm in town. And then there's the need to procure the tools for the dungeon."

I don't care about the restoration on my own, but I'm happy to raise supplies. If you dive into a dungeon, you might need something.

'That's right. I was wondering if you could finally introduce me to the inn?

"Mm-hmm. You know a good place to stay?

"You haven't decided yet? Then I'd like the sword pavilion in the hole on Main Street. Whatever. The liquor tastes good."

That's Dwarf. Right there. But aren't you loud enough to stay where you get drunk?

"The tavern's in the basement, so it's not loud."

"Okay. I'll go."

"Whoa. Come back."

"Mmm."

The inn I was introduced to was a tranquil atmosphere inn with a heavy appearance.

I also took a peek at the underground liquor store, but it's made like a bar, not like drinking and making noise. There was nothing else in the dining room to eat the food, and that one was ordinary popular dining room style. Few people seem to make noise for not being served alcohol, and this would not bother them with the noise either.

Rooms are clean and beds are dandruff. Besides, if it was a miniaturized state of wolf, I could have put it in the room if I paid a different fee.

I was introduced to a good place to stay.

"Mm-hmm. Not bad."

"On"

Glad the francs liked it too.

"Well, what do we do now?

"Dungeons, of course"

"On!"

It's a good thing you're motivated. Well, I have to make a request.

"Well, shall we just check the requisition before we go?"

"It was."

I'll line up the requisitions on the bed for now. But is it good to have gotten so many? If the other adventurers find out, they're going to say yes.

"Fran, I think you should keep your mouth shut about this request to the other adventurers."

"Mmm."

That said, half of them are crusade requests. Besides, it was the same as a goblin crusade or something, no cap, no deadline, a constant request.

The other half is the delivery of the material.

"On the Horn of High Auga, Cannibal Mole Claws"

"You're just a warcraft I've never heard of."

"On"

"Uh, according to the Warcraft information I've been photographing in the dossier room, appears after the 10 levels of the east dungeon?"

"Fun"

It's just a Rank D request, and that's a hard place to reach a junior adventurer. In the east dungeon, adventurers below rank F are only supposed to be in until the ninth floor.

"To Phantom Dog, Dark Stalker. You still have a lot of main enemies with unintended strikes from hidden shapes."

Just like Diaz said.

After that, I checked the requisition and it had been quite a while. Fran and Ursi are getting completely tired of it. How much do I remember, gathering information is fundamental as an adventurer? Fran would have liked a little more concentration around here.

Well, Fran, who hates studying, was glittering with the requisition for an hour, so he rather grew up? I would have started scrubbing boats in five minutes.

"Well, let's go."

"Wait. I'm not going yet."

Oh? Maybe after you have more information in mind, or something?

"Eat your dinner and then go"

"On!"

"Oh, yeah."