I Was Summoned to a Parallel Fantasy World for Too Many Times

To the involved chimp, he said, "Would you like to be my apprentice? What do you normally say? Isn't your head boiling, this girl?

The girl continues her conversation while I remain silent.

"Surely you are still immature. Mentally, technically, physically."

They'll say terrible things.

"I know you have more power than people, but for adventurers, where the battle of demonic gear is the main adventurer, that doesn't work very favorably. But you're not like that. You're talented..."

That said, she peered into my eyes.

"Eyes, yes."

No, I have trouble getting doomed.

"You failed to respond to my attack yesterday. But you would have followed my offense properly with your eyes, wouldn't you?

I have absolute motion vision of the Eye of the Eye.

Ooh, that was an awesome attack, or so I looked at it for a long time.

But it was a blind spot to attract her interest.

"Moving vision and eyes are talents that are hard to compensate for in training! How I compensated for my muscle strength with magic tools, only my eyes have to work out."

She exalts herself, but honestly outside her disciples, etc.

It's weirder not to find out about your mentorship or your ability to find out race.

"Chi...... sorry, lady's apprentice" "Hey, goblin. It's a good opportunity. Why don't you teach your adventurer the courtesy and the battle to the lady there? You lost to Cotempan yesterday, didn't you? It's you, miss. You're overwhelmingly more powerful."

I try to bluff and say no, but an adventurer comes out watching me in the next seat.

Everyone on this scene is nodding.

Not good.

Hard to say no. The air is formed.

Here's the deal, then.

"I'm sorry, but I have a black rose. There's nothing you can teach me now."

"That Mr. Black Rose must be busy, huh? You can't be taught properly."

Ah!

He came quickly to argue.

This guy... you've been gathering information and getting ready, and then you've been telling me stories...?

"I have enough time to teach because I'm free."

Bad. We're gradually in an octagonal situation.

If there was an areya on this occasion, she might still have been able to use her to argue, but she is currently on the request.

In fact, she's busy as a black rose.

Hmm. I've been pushing trouble on her. Maybe the bumps are turning.

Should I just ask Areya and then put her on hold?

That's when the receptionist came over to see what was going on.

Yes. From the Alliance side, you should want to stop this situation!

I'm not on an adventure with you, but it's an areya party for once.

Anyway, if it was just a stupid fight, it was forbidden to threaten and pull someone out of the party, regardless of the general intentions of the other members.

You can tell me I'm being threatened and about to be pulled out of this place! Then...

"From the Alliance side, too, if possible. I'll tell Ally what's going on here."

Brutus, you too!

"Master Allie? Who's that?

"Black Rose, is her name with two names. Anyway...... this man is just a disgrace to our Adventurer Guild for not even going to ask for it and drinking it for me. It's heartbreaking to push you into a problem that we're supposed to have to deal with."

Ali is Aliya's pseudonym. Exactly. I'm not going to name my real name (?). That's why I use the pseudonym she originally used.

"But if you, the cleric knight, are physically and spiritually determined to be the best way to guide him correctly. This is a nomination request from our Adventurer Alliance side. Thank you very much."

Clerical knight? When it comes to the Holy Nation, I guess that's what it is. I have heard its name during the actual gathering of information.

... we need to find a way to unlock the current situation, not...

"So it's nice to meet you"

She's reaching out to me.

The adventurers around me, they say, "You know, Temehe," but they look at me.

...... yeah. Stuffing.

If I say no here, my outsiders, who were walking in critical places without Seto international diplomacy, will cross the last line.

"... chip, I get it. Shit."

Ever since I first hit her in the tongue for real, I had to shake her hand back.

Even if I had cheats, I'm just a person during the day, and I'm like, "Let's read the air, shall we? It won't come true."

I would have smashed him up at night!

... This is no defeat.

"Yes! You haven't shown your face to the church yet!? What a punishment."

I've never been to church before, and she reacts to exaggeration.

Even if they say so, there's no way I'm going because I didn't have any business.

To hear the story, he said that when he wore it to the Holy Land of Lean, he would only pray in form, even if he was not a believer. Too obvious for my information-gathering sensors.

Well, it's a guy called implicit manners, and it's not the law or anything, so I don't have a problem.

"Then it's settled. Let's go to church together now!

"What? You're going to tell me something about being an adventurer."

"I'll work you out mentally. Prayer in the church purifies the spirit."

It's a clerical way of doing things.

Mm-hmm. I'm going to call this guy Master Sister.

I could have argued, but there's less risk of finding out a lot than blah, blah, blah.

I don't really want to stop by the church, but I don't think I have a choice.

Follow behind her on the road to church.

Master Sister seems to be a little lower in back length than Aliyah. I mean, less than 160cm.

By the way, the units of this world are roughly the same as my original world, except for the units of gold. Apparently the previous generation of brave men spread the word. That place is gushove.

Master Sister is a beautiful girl with white hair and clear blue eyes.

What you are wearing is probably your outfit as a Sister and your armor to defend your essentials.

I don't know the exact shape of the chest, but the chest doesn't seem that big. But her white skin is just glowing to make up for it.

The hips, hands and feet are thin and so luxurious that you don't know if you can really fight even with your magic gear. Those thin fingers were so beautiful that they never seemed to have a weapon. Is there magic to protect the area?

A white noodle visible from a simple gap in armor does something as my vampire. Probably a virgin from the smell.

Is there a provision that Sister must be a virgin?

After a while, Master Sister looked back at me, as if he had come up with something.

"Hey, speaking of which, what's your name?

"... why don't you start by naming yourself?

"Is that it? Didn't you name it? I certainly don't think he was named."

Well, even if they call me Master Sister, I'll keep calling you Master Sister.

"I am Lean Holy Nation Cleric Knight Fanatique. You can call me Fana."

"I'm Kiri."

Kiri, I know you do, but it's my alias.

I just phonetically read Prayer Ri, but there's no way the inhabitants here, who are different worlds, can tell that.

Even the Japanese would have difficulty associating Inori from Kiri.

"So, what's a cleric knight like?

"Huh? Don't you know?

"Unfortunately, it's a leftover one. I've heard the name, but I don't know the details."

I wish it was a library in this city, but books were still expensive or not.

Thanks to this, the general information is just "I've heard of it" and I haven't been able to step into further details.

"Right. Briefly, a fighting cleric. It is primarily a business to crusade demons and demons to offer to God"

Well. That's pretty much what I expected.

"There's a lot more to it. Well, come on. I'll explain. Here we are."

To Master Sister's voice, I turned my gaze forward.

There was a majestic building.

The spire is characteristic. It is inferior to the royal castle, but it has a different presence from the buildings of this city.

It feels like a medieval building, where arch-like structures combine.

The walls, columns and arch areas, where white bricks were regularly neatly stacked without gaps, were dug with delicate sculptures, white monochrome, yet overwhelmingly luxurious.

I've seen it a few times in the distance, but it's something I admire when I look nearby.

"Come on, you can handle manners and manners about me, so let's just get in"

He is a master who takes good care of himself.

I follow Master Sister as he tells me.

Everywhere she follows me, I enter the chapel.

Behind the chapel is a stone statue of a woman who can be described as a beautiful woman. I wonder if that's the statue of the goddess. And beside them are two relatively small statues.

There is nothing like a bench in the chapel, nothing to sit on. The floor was uneven with a marble-like, beautifully patterned floor, and the man inside was standing and praying.

The place to pray seems to be anywhere in the chapel.

There were a number of people there in the chapel, but because the chapel ceiling was blown out and high, it doesn't make them feel cramped.

The fine workmanship of the arches and columns fell somewhat compared to the front of the church, but were decorated with some paintings that appeared to have changed to represent a myth.

"Now I'll teach you how to pray"

I nod silently, surprised that Master Sister's tone had changed. It's quiet in the chapel, and even a little noise echoes the high ceiling.

Master Sister's voice was also whispering. Perhaps this is the tone of being a Sister.

"First extend your spine so your fingers are firmly aligned, hands together. Keep your eyes closed, spread your five fingers, and pray. The approximate is ten seconds. One last kiss at the end of your middle finger, and it's over."

Master Sister explained while demonstrating lightly.

I somehow knew how to do it with my book knowledge.

Indeed, it seems that each of the five fingers represents soil, fire, light, wind and water, from the thumb. By spreading five fingers, we conclude our prayers by expressing our faith in each god and finally kissing the middle finger of light, the Lord God.

Note that dark attributes are said to be demonic attributes and implicit throughs are made. Nobody touches anyone with light attributes to have dark attributes. There's such a religion, isn't there?

"So let's do it"

"Oh."

I'll just nod honestly and try the same.

Is it appropriate to put your spine up?

And hands together, eyes closed, fingers spread.

But it's been a long time since I thought, I've never even offered a prayer at all without believing in God, and it's ironic that I have a name for "Innoli".

In fact, this is no exaggeration when it comes to the first prayer experience.

Well, at this time when I have to pray desperately, I'm being rude at another thought.

Close your eyes and the silence of the chapel will emerge.

Even with enhanced hearing in Detection, only slight noises can be heard.

Whatever it is with God, it's cozy to be so quiet. Just to be in a quiet place, my heart will be quiet.

Originally, I didn't mean to believe in God, but this is just the way things are shaped, and it feels like God is connected to my soul.

-What? This connection.

Explore the area with maximum accuracy of Detection. But magically and physically, there's nothing unnatural about it.

So, what's this connection like?

Are you out of your mind? No. I'm not sure my instincts are my fault.

It feels different to being connected. More one-sided...

Explore? Feel like?

Am I being searched for something now? To whom?

... Anyway, trying to find my soul directly is good courage.

My anger boils down.

Touch me without my permission? Don't be ridiculous.

(─ I don't know who it is, but don't look!!)

In the image of smashing things like connected paths, I strengthened my will to reject them.

After I learned the illusion that I heard a butch, the connection I was trying to find was no longer felt.

I let go of my focus for a moment and open my eyes.

On the side, Master Sister, with his shining eyes, was staring at this one.

"It's wonderful to pray so enthusiastically."

He talks to me quietly and in a vegan tone.

Didn't this guy feel the discomfort earlier?

Looking around, the sight is almost unchanged from before closing your eyes.

Nothing, nothing unnatural.

As it is, Master Sister takes me out of the chapel.

Again, nothing changes.

Until just now, the anger was as if it were a dream.

But that was real. It's true that someone was trying to find me.

If so, who? For what purpose?

Use methods that I didn't even know about in Detection.

And a place called the church.

I don't think a cleric can do that. I identified the person who was on the spot from one end, but there was no suspicious person.

Detection can be countered by the same protection, ancient weapons (artifacts), or magic moves made by witches from earlier brave men's parties. Not an easy and counter-productive substitute.

If so, I can think about it later...

God, I guess.

The hypothesis is also hypothetical, but what if the gods were using the church as a focal point to investigate the lower realm? If you're managing from there?

No evidence, no information, but I can't even think about it. Then my instinct tells me so.

If so, was God in this world exploring the human being who visited the Church from one end?

What if I was gathering information from it?

I got into a little trouble.

If you had connected something to explore everyone in the chapel, it would be known that I had cut it off.

I mean, I can see my presence.

No, but if I hadn't cut the butch, all the information could have been grasped by God.

Thinking about it that way isn't a bad result. In the first place, it was a theory of results, and no matter what, I could not have known about the church beforehand.

It's not a bad thing that I found out about that within the moment.

But a little later, I don't have to think. I'm weak now.

From now on, seriously, we must be relative to the God of this world. I couldn't help but have a feeling.

"Nooo. Boring......"

In a clear blue space, a woman leaked her stupidity.

The body is clearly not human. Clear blue, jelly body. No, this was all water called holy water.

The woman, separated by her usual desk work, turns her body against the back all the time.

She was a pillar of God, which in the lower realm is called the goddess of water.

We strive to manage and monitor the lower realm through churches and divine objects, in accordance with the life of the Lord God.

But that's not the only job you can do alone. That's why she was promoted.

When she can make water splits and work for many.

She herself is not dissatisfied with her work or with the Lord God who entrusted it to her. But neither God nor anyone else thinks of it as plain deskwork.

Spilling stupidity like a solitaire has no choice.

Return the same routine every day for tens of thousands of years. It is still possible to say that even at the wooden end is a move of God's spiritual power.

But the next moment, her boring routine ends.

She heard a petite noise.

"Huh?"

Surprisingly, looking into it, it appears that in the church of Leggin in the Holy Land of Lean, the path was forced to cut.

Such a thing is impossible for a concurrent human being. It's impossible without tough spiritual strength - the strength of your soul.

Dangerous.

She immediately thinks so and scrutinizes the information she was able to explore in the meantime.

Only a few pieces of information were obtained. But it was enough to stun her deeply.

"Different, eight world factors!!

Too abnormal.

Man, who is originally the creator, can only have one world factor in which they live.

Very rarely can a soul be reincarnated beyond the world or summoned from another world as a brave man have two world factors.

But there was no such thing as eight world factors in a person's body.

Whatever the way it is in the first place, it is very difficult for the human soul to cross the world and it cuts off the very existence. Just cross the world once and for all. The second time is unbearable.

I also thought it might be a mistake in information, but there can be no mistake in God's power.

Going so far as to think, the goddess of water came to think of it.

(The Lord God said there was a distortion in the world...... no way, this is the reason!?)

It cannot happen unless it is caused by a higher being or an empty hole in the world, such as a distortion of the world.

However, this human being with eight world factors had ample potential to cause distortions in the world.

(It's hard to believe that only one human being is distorting...)

Either way, we must report to the Lord God.

The goddess of water immediately connects the path for emergency use with the Lord God.

"What? Is something wrong, water goddess?

You can hear me over the path, beautiful voice.

But now I don't have time to be thrilled with it.

"We discovered humans with eight world factors."

"What!?

Then the goddess of water communicated the slightest information she had gained, and the expectations she had made.

'... it's not a conceivable story. but that's a hard story to believe...... what's the name of that person?

"One moment please...... ok. Takafuji prayer."

"That name... You've heard of it, recently"

After a distressing voice for a while, the Lord God said as he remembered.

"Well, I think I heard such testimony in the divine instrument" The True and False Deliberation. "

Divine artifacts, "authentic and false deliberation," was a divine artifact in the McCard Empire.

"According to testimony, Kushiri Takafuji was not an interracial man summoned as a brave man. The Kingdom of Rising Sun and the Four. It's not an error."

"I didn't know you remembered so much about wooden humans, that's the Lord God"

"No, I'm just canning right now."

…………

Lord God to tell you honestly.

But the goddess of water praised in her heart the Lord God, who did not lie and did not glorify.

For her, the Lord God is the object of blind faith.

She didn't know a god who could stabilize the world more than this Lord God.

In her, the Lord God is the supreme.

"In testimony, I was told I was caught up in it and died, but did you live?"

"No way! The godware made a mistake!?

'No, it's not a matter of how to say it. Because there is no one named Takafuji Prayer Ri, maybe Takafuji Prayer Ri is not a human being. "

With the slightest information we could explore, we could not find out about the species in Prairie.

The goddess of water is disgusted by prayer that she has never seen that wooden beings are still a sigh of relief.

"So what do you do with this? If this is the cause of world distortion, we must eliminate it immediately. Do you want me to send the goddess of fire? I don't know what he's capable of, and I'm still unclear, but I was wondering if the goddess of fire could handle it."

The goddess of water suggests, but the Lord God immediately denies it.

'No, you can't. The goddess of fire can't do this until she breaks off interference from the rest of the world. Let's go beyond that to over-interference in the lower realm.'

"Then you want me to leave you alone?

"No."

When the Lord God laughed small across the path, he said in a voice containing laughter.

"We just have to take a way that doesn't interfere. If we don't get our hands on it, that's fine. '

The goddess of water drew on the meaning of the word of the Lord and smiled.

When I run into the Guild Tavern, I find my usual drinking friend (?) and rush over.

"Ouch."

"Mm, oh, my God. You."

The old man, wearing a thin, dirty robe to his head, turned slowly towards me.

Though he's wearing a robe hood, his unmotivated mustache looks good.

"Something happened with my master, didn't it? I thought you were training.

With a slightly squeamish heavy bass, the old man asks me.

"That's right. That's what this is about, old man. Oh, always."

As I replied, I sat in the seat opposite the old man who pinched the table. Then order the usual liquor from the clerk. The clerk nodded small with an astonishing eye.

After Master Sister and I left the church, I taught her how to fight.

But the way she fought was only based on the premise of using magic tools.

When he found out I couldn't use the magic gear, he started wanting to say, "Well, you can keep it that way, let's do the same menu in life."

It's not about Sparta. It's obviously a physically impossible area.

How many times have you thought, "Guild receptionist, you're in the wrong place"?

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I fled to the gap where she went to the bathroom during the break.

and tell the old man a little bit about things like that.

"Heh, that was tough"

"It's not a big deal. How many times have you been prepared to die"

Well, they seem to add up and subtract somewhat over there, and they won't die that easily.

"But I don't know how to fight a demonic tool premise. I don't really like it."

"Ooh? Old man. What do you mean?"

The old man is hated by all of the Adventurers Guild for some reason.

No matter how full the tavern is, there will be no more guests from the adjacent tables around him when he sits at one table.

Even when he goes to the receptionist, the receptionist looks at him like he shoots dead.

In other words, he is a man hated by both adventurers and guild sides.

I don't know what happened in the past. I don't even know the old man's name in the first place. Maybe the old man doesn't even know my name.

But I'm a little cozy around the old man. There's no people, it's quiet. No one bothers to talk to me.

I don't hate the old man, and he hates me himself, so I'm happy to drink at his table.

As mentioned, the old man is hated by everyone but me for some reason. For that reason, the old man always takes requests solo.

The old man's performance is stable. I mean, I was trying to be quite capable when it comes to combat.

The old man moves his mouth wrapped in a barren beard and speaks.

"A magic tool is somewhat bulky. It doesn't mean you can wear magic gear all the time."

"Ho."

"Time you're not wearing your magic gear… for example, if they attack you in the inn and you fall asleep, it's over"

"Hmm?"

What is an adventurer, cannot he go without being wary of being attacked by sleep in the inn?

Or have you ever been attacked by an old man? Hey, I'm worried about your old man's past. Here I come.

"Are you worried about that?"

"That's not all. There are places where we have to disarm. We have to have enough local power to deal with it properly."

I see. It's true. The next time we meet Master Sister, let's bump this argument.

When the clerk brings the liquor, Don, and is placed in a noise, at the same time the door of the Adventurer's Guild opens strongly.

Master Sister, who searched inside from there, came this way when he found me.

"Kiri! I knew you were here! Why did you run away?"

Next time, it would be too soon.

Master Sister saw what an old man looked like and made his body a little stronger.

"... Wow, what's this guy"

I can hear you whispering that.

That's amazing, old man. It would be too awesome if the first person I met hated me.

What? Does it stink? Even with my sense of smell enhanced by Detection, it only smells like an old man in general.

Master Sister grabbed my arm and said as he distanced himself from his old man.

"Look, I'm resuming my training!

"I don't like it! That's not training, that's merciless abuse!

I call, but the adventurers around me don't try to help me.

Sometimes you don't want to go near your old man, but you think I'm abused and even "Zamayamiro". They're flirtatious.

"This old man said you can't deal with how to fight assuming you have demonic gear when you're attacked when you don't have one! Request to amend the training details"

In the meantime, I'll tell you the truth about the old man earlier.

Master Sister had thought about pulling his hands together for a few moments, but soon began pulling again.

"I'm not mistaken, but that's a proper combat premise, isn't it? Not even that. Kiri needs to learn the art of fighting demons properly. Besides, Kiri wouldn't use magic moves in the first place, would she?

Indeed, it is true.

Earlier truths were truthful, but totally misguided.

Damn, it's a failed operation.

I turn my gaze to my old man and ask him for help silently.

…………

The old man turned that way and began to drink the liquor silently and little.

Brutus!! You too!! (Second time)

"Look, I'm just going!

"Hey, wait a minute! Broken arm, broken arm."

My joints are extremely tight. If I can put the power of the magic tool Ariki into this, it will seriously break.

Seeking a way to open the current situation, the door of the Adventurer's Guild was opened again, ringing the bell.

"Kiri, I've finished my request for today. Now... what are you doing, Kiri"

It was Areya who came into the Adventurers Guild. Nice timing.

"Ah, Allie! Help me out of hell!

"That sounds terrible!

"... what is it really? This."

Well, if you saw it from Areya, you wouldn't understand.

The victim who was involved yesterday and the perpetrator who was in retribution are pulling together.

"Maybe Kiri did something again?

It is an almost certain way of putting it. Do you have zero faith in me?

I look at Aaliyah, and one receptionist runs over to her.

"I'm sorry, Master Allie. Let me explain this to you."

So I cut it out and the receptionist started telling Aaliyah it depended.

In the meantime, my elbow makes a critical noise.

"… apprentice, is it"

After squealing, Aliya began to think.

Areya would know. How risky is a teacher relationship?

Aliya told her when she saw my arm being grabbed by Chirali and Master Sister.

"... Dear Fanatique. I appreciate the courtesy, but it's still an issue I need to do something about. Me."

"But you're not properly educated."

Master Sister tells me so I can wear it.

I mean, education, am I a bad kid or something?

"I think I can take good care of that, right? I don't think that's a bad story, though?

Something tells me there's an illusion of a spark splashing between us.

Is he the one who broke out of a woman's war? I'm scared.

... Will you let go of my arm for now? Seriously, five seconds before my elbow broke.

"From now on, I'll make you be careful not to do anything stupid. So pick it up."

"Are you that obsessed with him? Oh, maybe, you like Kiri?

".............................. what?

Oh? You've changed the flow. Obviously in a weird direction.

"Because isn't it like you're contributing demons to Kiri? Besides, you always shelter about Kiri, don't you? He said it was corrupt."

"... between me and Ino... Kiri, there is no such thing as romantic feelings"

It's more about killing or getting killed, isn't it?

"Wouldn't it be okay if I worked out Kiri?

That's what I'm saying, gleefully pulling my arm.

Shit. It's deeper and more extreme. Break, break, break.

"It's..."

"I don't think you'd like to bind too much."

"So, because! That's not what Kiri and I are saying!

Hey. Don't let them get on their pace, Areya. Help my elbow promptly... not revoke my mentorship.

"Are you jealous? I'm fine. Because I don't target my disciples as men. I'm a clergyman in the first place."

"─ ─ Already! Good! Whatever you want."

Brutus!!! You too!!! (Third time)

"Okay, so now that we've all reached an agreement, Kiri is my apprentice! Come on, come on."

"Hey! Wait, wait, seriously! Because it breaks."

"I'll fix you with magic, even if it breaks, it'll be fine."

"I can't feel safe about anything!

With that in mind, I was unreasonably dragged by Master Sister.

... me, not a lot of forced women to carry me?