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

I haven't found anything like this in the end, although I've seen it hanging out and peeking at the weapons store.

In this world where magic moves are the norm, there's no way they sell practical weapons that aren't magic moves.

"I didn't, to be honest."

"Congratulations. The training menu has been added."

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Well, sure, I can only see the results as Aliya says.

At all, why does Master Sister bother me so much?

"Mmm, an arms dealer."

When I gave him my sight, there was a tight weapons store. There are signs, and I don't really claim them. The exterior was also a little run-down, with the slightly grown weed in front of the store implying a small number of guests.

"You're an ombolo"

"Would you like to come in?"

"... it just looks like an unsold arms dealer around there... no way it could be a hidden famous store, right?

"It could be a hidden store!

I dare you to run out.

Areya's gaze gets cold at the edge of her sight.

You've been feeling better lately.

Leave it to momentum, open a worn door, and enter the store.

"... uhhhh..."

The interior is also unbeatable, run-down and lonely.

Few weapons are decorated, and at first glance it looks like an abandoned storage unit.

But when I appraise it, the quality isn't bad.

"Welcome"

An old man in butler's clothes politely greets me, who was at the sales office.

.................. hmm?

Deacon?

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What can I do for you today?

…………………

Unexpectedly give Aliya her gaze. She has looked at me as well, so it became a face-to-face shape.

An old, gray-haired butler named Swallow Tail Clothes on a white tie, in a run-down shop.

It is no longer a noise in the gap. Unnatural is extreme, and this space should be called chaos.

We've been silent about the sight in front of us, and the old butler waiting to hear back. The result was an awkward silence in the meantime.

"... I came to buy a weapon."

Nice!

Aaliyah smashed the air and answered the old butler's question.

"Are all the weapons decorated here?"

The items displayed are too few as weapons stores.

You're an arms dealer here, aren't you?

Thank you. When I have a butler, my anxiety remains. Could it be the storage of the noble mansion?

And the sign in front of the store can be a confusing decor.

"No. Don't worry. Because this is a weapons store."

The old butler gives a pinpoint answer in his mouth.

Huh? Could they be reading my mind?

It's not like this old man has some kind of back, is it? I know it's a coincidence, but it could be the flow from yesterday.

Let's appraise it. Let's do that.

Sebastian

Humans

HP 85/85

MP 455/460

STR62

VIT68

DEX 408

AGI67

INT 312

[]/(n, vs) guarding/guarding/

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Oh, normal.

It's been a long time. Normal status. Home-like peace of mind.

The conversation between Aaliyah and the old butler continued while I was at ease inside.

"So?"

"We will sit on an order basis. We will create the only unique weapon in line with your order."

It is just an order.

Bad, I've had too much scratching since earlier, and my brain hasn't been able to handle it.

When I meet chaos, apparently I'm speechless.

But I'm not going to leave the response to Areya forever, so I held back the scratch urge and asked the old butler.

"For example, can I get an order to build a weapon that's not a magic device for me?

"No problem. We will do our best to meet your expectations."

From earlier on, the polite tone of the old deacon plays a discord with what is going on in the poor minister's shop.

But I finally saw the light.

I don't know how many weapons this old butler is going to finish, but, well, I'm not going to use it in the main originally. If the quality is b- some, Master Sister won't be mad either. I'm sure.

Shall I just ask for it?

"Then can you order?

"Whatever."

If I can order it, I'll make it my weapon of choice.

That is, a useless shredded function-focused design.

"Then ask for a long sword of a position that doesn't reach the length of a person. One blade, the width and thickness should be heavy. Apply wrist protection to the grip. You don't need decorations for patterns or tweezers."

"I see. It's a sword like a slapping sword, and you're sitting there because it's a simple izvest, right?

Ho ho. You know this old butler.

"How much money will it be?

"How much is the budget?

"It's like this."

I'll put my fingers up and show you the budget.

There's a lot of money in store because we do a lot of Adventurer Alliance requests and there's nothing like replacing them with gear drain.

"Got it. Then let's celebrate the best in that budget."

"Say hello."

Then I waved the sample sword in the store and the old butler checked it out. Apparently, this will find my swinging habits and moulds and make a weapon that follows that trait. Position of the center of gravity or something.

I thought it would be confirmed after I was able to do so, but even after I was able to do so, I said that the confirmation work remained as a finish.

Anyway, after all that fine stuff, me and Aliya left the store.

Maybe it was really a famous store. It was a store and butler that made me expect inside.

Well I don't know the result, but after paying later, they don't have to buy it if they don't like it, so they won't be fooled.

... I still don't know why the butler runs the weapons store. It's not the store number, but the butler makes the weapon.

At least, it would have been a bizarre store.

"With that said, is Allie glad she didn't buy anything?

"Yes, because Kiri bought this for me"

That's what I'm saying, I'm going to show you the dagger I have on my chest.

... I've been thinking about it for a while now, why don't you put it in a bag?

No, because it fits in the sheath, the blade doesn't peel out. Still scared of something.

It's a welcome thing to be hostile to me, but somehow, what makes you feel any more fearful than that? Well, it's a small one.

Anyway, today's business is over for now. You were able to finish it quickly. It's past noon now. It is time for dinner.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to go home like this? Or would you like lunch somewhere?

"Shall I eat it? It's been a while since I've had dinner outside my guild and my quarters."

I don't hate the taste of the inn's mother or the wild taste of the guild, but I'd like to eat authentic dishes once in a while anyway.

Without garlic, of course.

"Well, there's something I wanted to try, so why don't you go there?"

"I'll take care of it"

Follow the leading areya.

At the request of the Adventurer Guild, Areya apparently organizes occasional wild parties. Maybe he's picking up information about the restaurant from where he says it is.

I've been eavesdropping on the Adventurer Alliance, so the information I have is mostly from the Adventurer Alliance. I don't know a decent diner who can have lunch.

"Right here."

"Here. That's atmospheric."

When I followed it, it was a beautiful shop with white walls with deep brown chi columns with terrace seating outside the store.

In a calm and stylish atmosphere, it somehow reminds me of a coffee shop in the original world.

Enter the store quickly.

For the atmosphere, the price seems conscientious. The customer base is also mostly common, with a wide range of young and old people.

He looked bitter at the clerk like he promised, but he just didn't refuse to enter the store.

Though a relatively sparsely populated terrace seat was recommended rather than in a busy store.

Yes, sir. You should leave.

I don't like direct sunlight, so the store was good.

"Ah! That's Kiri!

Why are you there?

A little late lunch on the terrace with Aaliyah was spotted by Master Sister, who took the side road.

No, you, what happened to the guidance?

And the moment I heard her voice, Aliya's brow sitting across the street moved picnicely.

When Master Sister also sees the appearance of Aaliyah, he gets a muddled look.

Master Sister did not hesitate to enter the store and sat in the empty chair at our table. Why not?

"The guidance ended unexpectedly quickly. But I haven't had lunch yet."

"Are you sure?"

Master Sister speaks to the clerk who was on his side and puts his order to rest.

Did Kiri find a weapon?

"I didn't have any good inside, so I ended up ordering it."

"Orders?"

Mm-hmm?

This reaction from Master Sister, he apparently doesn't know that old butler's weapons dealer.

"Where's the store? It is"

Briefly explain the place to Master Sister, but still she doesn't seem to know.

"Well, maybe I didn't know because I was too bored to just look at it and it just looks like a warehouse"

"... is the store okay?

"I have not been deceived because it seems to be possible to pay later and return it."

And, that's all we talked about, the dish Master Sister ordered came.

The food arrives fast in this shop.

Is that it? Size-o-ya from the original world?

Master Sister gets his hands on cooking before cooking and after doing an example prayer abbreviation.

I guess this is the Church's "I'll have it".

After a while, Master Sister turns to Areya and says:

"So, why is Mr. Allie here?

"... it's none of your business."

Aliyah responds to Master Sister with a slightly grumpy appearance, who has given him a gaze that includes some intent.

"Well, I'm sure I'm alone, and I didn't tell Kiri, but I wouldn't be following you, would I? I'm supposed to be busy with requests."

"I was just free today. Nothing. You shouldn't have a problem with me coming."

"No, no, I thought Kiri would spoil you again. Oh, could it have been a date? Then I'm sorry to interrupt."

"Don't be a date. Shh!

"Heh. But I don't care if we dine together on this terrace..."

"So it's not..."

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And I've already finished my meal. But there's still food left on the plate for the two of us.

As Master Sister ordered later is good, Areya still eats very elegantly because she can't get out of her habit when she was a princess. It looks beautiful and graceful.

But it's late to eat.

As usual, he left me alone and took his gaze off the two of them fighting over me and looked at the person on the road in a bluff.

Loose time flies.

My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier due to lack of sleep.

I have a headache in direct sunlight, but that induced even more drowsiness.

"Ah... so..."

"Well... to..."

"... hehe..."

……

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"So I've been with him longer! There's something I understand better for that matter!

"Yikes, I think you can only tell from the sight of your mentor! Besides, love is blind."

How the hell did their conversation go? Neither the plates of empty dishes are even in sight about the prayer mile, the center of the topic, and there are no traces away from the original topic.

"So... ~ Already! Then ask Kiri herself! What do you think!?

"Kiri! What do you say!?

Finally their gaze turns to Prayer Ri and the question flies.

And beyond that, he said,

".................. zzz"

……………

I was sleeping brilliantly.

"Please don't sleep!" "Wake up, Kiri!

".................. Ha!

It's been a long time since I've seen this flow, and I woke up in prayer.

I just left the store because I finished eating the food, but on my way home, you both let me go and started arguing.

The subject is supposed to be me, but I'm still not in the eye for it. What is it?

So I steal my eyes and run away.

Huh? I thought you were arguing about me?

No, no. Whatever they think of me, they won't blame me.

I mean, you can say that that bickering is none of my business.

You don't have to bother.

"So I've been running away"

"You're the same."

The demon king sighed like he was frightened at me.

As usual, I fled to the Guild Tavern.

And the old man found Ignor the demon king, and he sat at the table, as usual.

Naturally, it should be.

I'm mostly calm myself, so I don't think he's showing up to behave.

But be vigilant with the person in front of you.

"But isn't it soon enough?

"Mm?"

"Even before, that Sister's daughter would have found you here."

Mm-hmm. That's true.

So it's only a matter of time before they find us here?

At least the heat between Areya and Master Sister cools down and I don't want to be found until we break up.

"... what to do"

"You could also go to the request. If you're out of town, you'll never find out."

"Same goes for that, but unfortunately no weapons"

The old man makes an even more frightened face at my words that there are no weapons.

And after a sip of booze, he showed me a little of what he was thinking, and then he told me.

"Then you want to go with me? Request"

"Yep."

I have an unexpected strange voice.

"Unless you go somewhere too dangerous, I can guarantee your safety."

The Demon King looks me straight in the eye and says:

It's not the atmosphere I'm joking about.

"What are you going to do?

"... no, I want to talk to you and me a little bit too"

─ ─ I heard a heart sound.

What do you two want to talk about?

Not here, out of an invisible town?

What makes you do that?

I realize (...) what I have noticed (...).

That's likely.

Say no? There's no point bothering to step into danger.

No, but from the beginning, the biocide is in front of this guy.

You can always kill me for that status. Even at night.

Why would someone like that bother to set up a place for dialogue?

Maximize your speed of thought, but still have a few moments in conversation.

"I'm fine. I am not going to kill Prairie. No, I can't. You're right."

The demon king said to me in a relatively small voice.

Lie or true?

No. This guy shouldn't have a reason to lie here.

As I've been saying, this guy holds my life. There's no reason to go all the way around like that.

Besides, what do you mean, "can't kill"?

I mean, it's not the will to strike, it's impossible.

What makes you say that?

After a few thoughts, I said.

"... ok"

This is a meaningful danger.

I eventually decided that.

After noon the sun was a little inclined from the top of the sky.

Direct sunlight is still hard.

There is a clear blue sky, with white clouds floating slightly. Little by little, the shape flows.

A breeze rocks the meadow weed and strokes my cheek.

The city ahead of the meadow was already smaller, but spreading Detection did not proximate the demonic response.

Am I right? In the sight of embodying such words, my heart was never more nervous.

Don't miss one step at a time, of the Demon King walking in front. I can't miss it. I can't help but look.

I couldn't help but be alert. My heart squeals. I've never felt this way before.

... No, not love or anything.

"Is it good around here?"

That said, the Demon King stopped and turned to me.

moment,

My detection detected an anomaly.

Something spread from the Demon King. That's all I know.

The moment I turned around, I was under the illusion that the world had bothered.

Confirming in Detection doesn't show how he used something magical. There's no trace of magic moving.

But I'm pretty sure I did something.

Sensibly, I think it's like a junction.

Give it to me.

Knowing or not my insides, the Demon King claws in a relaxed manner.

Still looking at me as I stood, the Demon King laughed a little.

"Don't be so vigilant. Sit down."

I looked him in the eye for a while and then, as I was told, fell back on the meadow soil.

"So, what's the story?

"Well, don't rush."

With that said, the Demon King took out the cigarette and set it on fire.

The trick is subtly deja vu.

I feel like a father's trick in a corner deep in my memory. It really stinks like an old man.

... Huh? So there was this world cigarette?

As I look at the cigarettes intrigued, the Demon King realizes how I am.

"Mm-hmm. This? We don't sell cigarettes here, but the Demons usually do."

Yes, I had a huge cumming-out -.

"As you realize, I am Ignor the Demon King."

Yes, de. I've got the middle de straight -.

I don't feel like hiding this guy anymore.

I look like an idiot for being unusually vigilant until just now.

I don't see the sincerity at all, so I can't be alert.

I'm not upset...... no I'm upset in another way, but look at me like that, the Demon King laughs with his nose.

"I knew you'd notice. I don't ask you why you noticed. On top of that, let's answer a few questions."

Quick Q&A time? Thank you.

But there's a problem. I remember being eavesdropped on using spirits. Even if there is no one else in Detection, you know that you can't feel safe.

"Don't you have to worry about wiretapping with spirits?

"That's what I'm asking first... well, there's only a few guys who can use spirits to eavesdrop on. Even a considerable elf spiritual magic user isn't something he can do quickly, and the information he can hear and pick up is a mix of murmurs. You don't have to be so vigilant."

Really?

...... hmm? I've even had a conversation with an elf named Furus.

"Can't we have a conversation or something?

"Conversation? Combined with the magic of reaching your voice, I think you can do it like a radio."

Did you call the radio? Well, it's an easy example.

"No, it's not that. It's usually a phone conversation."

"That's a different dimension. Even the elves won't be able to do it. Isn't that about the spirits? That's what I can do."

Speaking of which, there was an elf (spirit-possessed) in the status of Frussia. Maybe that's affecting it.

"It's okay to have a magician who can do that. All the spirits around here were forced to rule for now."

Huh?

Explore the Spirit in Detection. No, I can't find it.

But thank you. You look different. That's all I know.

Can you do that?

Because you're the Demon King?

Well, that status might convince you.

"Okay. Then let's move on to the question."

"Don't you count that as a question now"

The Demon King says the details, but ignores them.

What do you mean, you can't kill me?

"... why is the Demon King here? Or something like that."

Normally, I might ask, but this question is a matter of my life. High priority and natural.

"Fair enough. That's what I wanted to talk to you about.... watch."

After saying so and spitting cigarette smoke out of his mouth, the Demon King removes the hood he was wearing on his head to Russia.

I'm stunned to see the head emerge from inside.

I had ears like beasts.

Then I wouldn't be surprised if you were an animal man. That's not the only problem.

Wherever there is the original human ear, there is also an ear. That's not true of beasts. It would be ridiculous to have four ears.

Besides.

Those ears are long.

It's like an elf.

I had two horns on my head. It's a demonic winding horn.

The eyes look like the third moon if you look closely. Looks like a lizard. The scales, characteristic of the dragonman, seemed chilli in the neck muscles.

If you look at it this way, the mustache stored is similar to Dwarf's.

Somehow, in a nutshell, yes,

"You're such a mess."

"Right? You're so sick of your head, aren't you?

It's like a mixture of races together. The claim is loud and I can't help it.

"Well, I'll explain from my race, it's called Kimylahomunculus."

I remember the Demon King's status.

It did say this.

Kimylahomunculus (Demon 16.66% Dragon 16.66% Beast 16.66% Elf 16.66% Dwarf 16.66% Human 16.66%)

Oh. Yeah.

I know what you're trying to say.

"You mean synthesized some races, man-made people"

"That's the shape my soul got into there. Earlier when I worked for the Generation Demon King, I was a regular Demon... now, yeah. Every race is different from every race, that kind of thing."

That's a pain in the ass.

... or you can't kill me.

"The problem is with my protection."

Thank you. There seems to be a follow-up to the conversation.

Sure enough, that's it.

"Six Pillars of Divine Punishment is my protection. It's a curse."

"It's like a divine punishment."

"The content of this blessing is, 'If I kill my own kind, directly or indirectly, I will die at that moment, too.'"

Hmm. Is homicide capital punishment?

...... hmm?

Didn't you say, "Every race is different from every race?

"Oh. And that applies"

I mean, you know what?

"I die when I kill any of the demons, dragon men, beasts, elves, dwarves, or humans."

Oh, yeah.

You can't do that, Demon King.

But I was a little relieved.

If this guy's story is true, they weren't holding on to my biocide.

I still don't see the benefit of lying here.

So you can't kill me as a human being?

"That's what you're gonna say."

I tried to camouflage him, but he didn't see me realizing I was a vampire.

I hear you don't know everything about me in the boulder.

But this guy's eyes, they look like they can see through to my essence. How creepy, or hard to do.

Well, leave that alone.

"Then you can also understand that the Demon King is here. If you give the order, you'll die, or you won't be able to do it."

"Oh, there's that too."

That, too?

From the way this guy says it, he's got other reasons.

"Is there another reason?

"Oh well, that's the main thing... right. Let's talk a little bit back in the day."

Huh? An old story?

Suddenly.

Are you talking about this guy's past?

"As you know, I was a demon king earlier."

Oh. From there?

"I've had unusual powers since I was born, and I did whatever I wanted. Ever since your power as a demon king was expressed, it's become more pronounced. The liquor, the gold, the woman, you can get as much as you want if you take it. Hear what everyone has to say if you sift the power. Got a lot of beautiful daughters-in-law, lived a luxurious life, laughed and lived."

I can guess that would have been remarkable, because the Demon Clan seems to be sequenced by power, combat ability.

"But whatever I got, I couldn't be satisfied. My heart would never be filled in an attempt to become the Demon King and invade a human land I had yet to see. There was no one who could stop me. Until the end of the day, I pursued happiness. … never been fulfilled."

Well, you feel like a typical demon king.

"After I died, in a white space where I knew nowhere, I met God"

Hmm? White space? God?

Same situation as me?

"That God and I named ourselves the Lord God of the world"

Oh, it was a mistake.

"The Lord God says, I've overdone it. Beyond the thought of God, I left a great claw mark, he said. And I was punished."

"Is that the Divine Punishment of the Six Pillars?

"No. Except for the divine punishment then. After taking away all my power, my talents, my memories, I was reincarnated into The Forgotten World, Avandance World."

Hmm? There's a word out there that I'm not used to hearing, huh?

"Avandance World, what is it?

"It's the world you were in. It's simply a world abandoned by God."

Oh, yeah. Looks like I'm an ex-Japanese after all.

"So, what do you think happened to me since I was reincarnated? What about my life, where I was born into a general family with no weird philosophy whatsoever, with a look that wasn't particularly neat, a life that wasn't particularly handy, where I worked so hard on a tough life, married a woman who wasn't even beautiful, had a little well-dressed son, and my household got in a train, and occasionally got into a fight with my wife, and just worked as a salesman?

After saying so all at once, the old man laughed.

"─ I was happy.... Isn't that ironic? I didn't have anything in my previous life that I had, but I had only one thing in my previous life that I had been looking for."

Desire is limitless.

But I can be happy so that a self-development book that discusses happiness can be sold.

"In the end, happiness depends on the way we think."

"... I guess. Happiness is a kind of self-insinuation."

I nod and agree with the words of the Demon King.

There are no happily generalized borders. It is up to us to decide that.

If he thinks he's happy, he's happy.

"When I was summoned to this world as the Demon King, I remembered previous generations and previous generations, at the same time that I met God and He imposed a six-pillar divine punishment. I couldn't help laughing. Wouldn't you? And when I thought about what I was going to do in this world, I abandoned my goal of being happy. I didn't think I wanted anything."

The old man looked up at the blue sky and spewed smoke out of his mouth.

Only a little bird overhead flies somewhere with wings at all costs.

"I got everything in the world. It also made me happy. In the first place, there's so much boring about making happiness a goal in your life that you can be whenever you want."

"Then what are you going to do?

"I wanted to move for the happiness of others"

Oh. I wasn't expecting that.

"I'm not going to say anything stupid about making everyone happy. Only with this bizarre body can we think of happiness for others."

"Is it with that body?

"Oh. He who was born half-born, or abused in the race. Don't you think I'm the only one who can do this?"

"... well, maybe so. Whatever you can really do."

"We have to. Until then. It's an idea."

Oh.

The discomfort I was feeling with this guy, I kind of figured it out.

I have no initiative. There are no shards of my will to live.

As a result of walking through an odd past student?

"To that end, I will destroy this world of geese. Do you know what God is? Do you know what a demon king is? I'll smash everything."

"For that reason, did you leave Demon King's Castle?"

"Oh, to destroy the world."

The world, hey. I don't hate that kind of radical thinking, but I'm not going to bother breaking it.

... or you've talked a lot.

That's all I got.

"... does talking about it benefit you? I don't know what you mean."

"Mm-hmm. That's right, a cooperative fee advance."

Hmm? Cooperative fees?

"I thought I was going to destroy the world straight away, but the punishment was severe. Besides, I met a guy and I changed my mind."

"A man?

When I hear it, the Demon King laughs niggardly and points his finger at me.

"It's you."

Huh? Is that me?

"You want me to help you destroy the world? Don't take it personally."

"No, I'm not asking you to help me."

The Demon King slowly lowered the finger he was pointing at me.

"You break it. Even if you don't have that will, just move on and destroy the world. You'll end up working with me for my purpose."

"So, what, are you paying me to cooperate?

"Exactly"

So, the Demon King went on.

"You're just 'live'. Step on your life, crush others, and just go your own way."

I wondered what I was doing, but the wonder and the anger didn't come to me.

Instead of rejecting it, I raised my mouth and said it away.

"You don't have to bother telling me that."

"Ha! I thought so."

Eyes like a father looking at his son, Ignore laughed.

When I saw it, I laughed so I could follow it, too, and I said.

"But we don't have enough cooperation fees. Give us more information."

Ignor turns his expression around and says, looking like a heartbroken face.

"You, you... no, you really look like you... Uh, okay, what do you want to hear?"

All right!

Come on, bonus time for information!