I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)
152 Solas
Easily heel Solas falling to the ground.
It's a huge injury to lose your arm and leg. It can't be cured with one heel shot, but I can't even hear you if you don't stop the bleeding for now.
……
Even in the meantime, Solas was staring at Fran with no expression.
"Unblock the appraisal first."
"Huh?"
"It's no use blurring"
"... I see, you have an appraisal"
"Mmm."
"What if I told you I didn't like it?
Were you going to negotiate, or just mean it? Solas says so with a strong look. But now I wasn't going to negotiate properly with Solas.
I don't even know about mysterious skills. Let's start by finding out who it is.
"Twitch. I won't kill you. I have healing magic, so I won't let you kill yourself."
"... eh"
Fran's faceless expression helps at times like this, doesn't it? Whatever you think sounds serious. Well, I mean it.
Did Solas also feel Fran's seriousness, his eyes clearly mixed with the colour of fright.
"... life can be helped, can't it?
It was the moment Solas said that in such a vocal tone as he explored. Until earlier, it just seemed like a weird discomfort called chilli, but this time I could definitely feel that something had been done from Solas.
A feeling that you can't ignore, as if you've been stroked.
Malice sensing, crisis sensing, signs sensing, magic sensing, I think this neighborhood is working for me. As a result, slight signs of skill being used are perceived.
"Fran, do you feel that now?
"What about Ursi?
(Ooh?)
Can't you feel Fran and Ursi after all? But why only me? No, I have wizard skills to feel the flow of magic. Physical sensation beats Fran, who can use the five senses in full, but I'm probably better at it in terms of magic and skill taking.
(Did they do something?
"Maybe."
"Mmm."
Fran nodded cocklessly, poking me through the back of a tummy crawling solus.
"No, no, no...!
Perfectly pierced lungs. The average person might have died instantly, but it was a disaster that he was an adventurer of some level. He can't even faint because of his high vitality, and Solas is blowing bubbles and blood out of his mouth, twisting himself to severe pain.
"Higi, no, no, no!
"Middle Heel"
"Huh..."
Fran heals the wounds, but Solas' expression is stained with Ningro despair. Because I know Fran meant what he said.
"Until you unblock the appraisal and shut up, I won't tolerate one extra thing"
"Guru."
"... Ha... Ha"
Your breath is suddenly getting rough because of fear or the after-effects of being pierced through your lungs. I no longer try to hide my fears, I even look up at Fran in tears.
"Wow, okay! Disarm! But it's the effect of the gear! Yes, I'll take it off now, just give me a minute!
Apparently, the appraisal blockade was the effect of the ring. Solas bit the ring that fitted his middle finger as he took his remaining left hand in front of his face. Oh well. I slashed my right hand off. Are you willing to use your mouth to remove the ring?
But the ring won't come off at all. That's what rings are for, right? They just get a little fat or swollen and they don't come off at all.
Thoras desperately tries to take the ring off, but the ring didn't move at all.
"Ha... gum..."
Fran must have cut the paralysis on a ring that never came off.
"Enough."
"Huh!
The moment Solas released his mouth from his finger on the dumb surface, he severed that finger. Well, it's quick. Thoras is screaming in severe pain, but I've been impressed with that move that hasn't hurt anything but my middle finger.
"Heels"
"Hino, no."
What was a shame about that was that the ring was shattered. It wasn't Fran's fault, it was a disposable type of tool that would break if the user removed it. But now the appraisal is coming through.
Name: Solas Age: 33
Race: Beast Man/Red Cat Race
Occupation: Labyrinth Repellence
Status: Normal
Status Level: 34
HP: 208 MP: 187 Arms: 101 Health: 98 Agility: 187 Intelligence: 111 Magic: 84 Dexterity: 191
Skills
Assassination: Lv3, Acting: Lv6, Hidden: Lv6, Deception: Lv5, Signal Detection: Lv3, Muffled Behavior: Lv4, Dagger Technique: Lv3, Dagger Technique: Lv6, Throwing: Lv4, Toxic Resistance: Lv3, Magic Sensing: Lv2, Trap Sensing: Lv6, Untrapping: Lv6, Atmospheric Manipulation
Unique skills
Forced Affinity: LV6
Title
Traitors, murderers.
That's pretty strong. Rank C combined. Plus, I have a pretty high level of skills.
'You have unique skills. compulsory affinity?'
"Forced affinity? What kind of skills?
"It is...... Oh, okay. All right, man! Answer! So lower your sword and let the wolves go more!
"Guru"
Yeah, yeah, talk about it without wasting your breath.
"This skill is plain to gain a sense of intimacy around you when used. The other person feels like a buddy or friend of mine and ignores some questions or discomfort. It's a mistake not to be a lover or best friend."
That's why. I didn't feel uncomfortable with what we said or did - no, I ignored the discomfort I learned as my fault.
"It's a skill that can easily be disarmed if you have strong questions with a few cuts."
"Were you diving into an adventurer's party with this skill and letting your people attack you?
"Oh."
Is that still the case? I'm guessing he's been operating in this labyrinth for quite some time, even from the hand that deliberately activated the trap.
"Do you have any other company?
"No. They were all killed by you."
"You're lying."
"Lie. How many of you have company?
Fran pokes me in front of Solas.
"Maybe... you have a lie breaking skill?
"Mmm."
"... I was cautious of the corners..."
Well, there's an appraisal blockade and a compulsory affinity. And then if you're even careful with the lie breaking, the chances of being perceived as who you are will drop exceptionally.
Come to think of it, Solas' remarks were vague and there were many statements that could be taken both ways. I'm not lying, inviting mistakes over here. That's the way it is. If you have a compulsory affinity, they'll convince you on their own. Like us just now.
You mean the logic of falsehood is useful, but you can't rely on that alone? If you don't pay attention to the way you ask questions, the same thing may happen. It's the big harvest that figured that out.
"Talk honestly or after torture..."
"I have four more men!
"Mmm."
Honest and good. But was this the leader?
"Where are you?
"... should be in the Adventurers Guild today"
Since Solas infiltrated and gathered information, it seems every flow extends to work. They often target the parties they earn there, but those parties are handsome, and even if they disappear in the labyrinth, they often convince them that they are "after all" around them.
Besides, it's about once a month, and you often miss it without doing anything? It's to prevent rumors of a party with Solas in it being wiped out every time. You're surrounded.
I want Solas to show me to my people. I have to clean the garbage.
'But you have a lot of different skills. If we keep it alive, our information could leak out of Solas. What shall we do?
(slashes)
"Would you like that......"
If we catch Solas' people, we'll know what we've been up to. But you might have information that only Solas, the leader, knows. The treasure stash?
'No, wait. I have one skill I want to try'
The point is, if only our information hadn't come out of Solas' mouth.
"I won't hurt you any more if I show you to them."
"Ok......"
"but get a contract"
"Contract? Do you even have contract magic?
"Prohibit any leakage of our information. Break it and you'll get your life. Ask them to agree to this agreement."
"I will!
Exactly good guess. You know if I say no here, they'll kill me.
"Well, I'll make a contract"