Inferior Magic Swordsman: Using the Skill Board to Become the Strongest

Outside the cave, it was in the deep woods.

Permeation accidentally breathed air full of breasts into the dense earthy and woody scents not felt in the city.

The grass is flourishing and the outlook is pretty poor.

But Trans somehow figured out where to go.

How creepy it feels to be a strange place but somehow know where to head.

"The memory of the previous one, I guess."

The memories of the previous owners were still thin.

To try, permeate, read the memories.

The readable memories were insignificant.

It was almost full of holes, and there's no integrity.

As I read my memories with guts, tears suddenly spilled out of my permeable eyes.

"Ah... that? What is this?

Tears overflowed next, as if the faucet had broken.

Transmission himself is not touched or pitied.

My body reacted to something in my memory.

(I can't believe I'm crying so much. What a sad thing happened to the owner of this body...)

Waiting for the tears to stop, Permea organized the information read from memory.

That this world is first of all named 'Aalgardo'.

That the owner of the body was named Lid.

Turns out Lid lived in a small, unnamed village.

And it's the cause of Lid's death.

Lid's parents were already in the other world.

Since his parents were lost, Lid has lived alone. Sometimes he helped farmers, but often Lid hunted in the woods and outdid the paste mouth.

Lid was isolated in the village.

The cause of isolation is appearance.

"... Abominable?"

Whimpering, Permea touched her own forehead.

The permeable hair was black. Also, although it does not appear to be transparent, the eyes are also black.

In contrast, among the villagers, those with black eyes and hair do not exist as one.

Just because they had different colors in their eyes and hair, Lid was called 'Abominable Child' and was distanced from the villagers.

I don't have a good feeling about going to the village like this.

However, the permeation was currently bloody on my back, and my potato fluids are attached. I was even starting to feel a little hungry.

Whether you're heading somewhere else from here, you should get dressed and secure food.

"Well, it's gonna be!

Life is a battle.

Transmission threw all the anxiety elements and headed toward the unnamed village, home of Lid.

There was a village where Lid lived, less than half an hour's walk away.

The village, surrounded by a simple protective fence, was lined with twenty houses so as to enclose an international large house built in the centre.

The houses are all wooden, and the more rugby players tack in, the run-down they are likely to fall.

The main product of the village is wheat.

While living here, the villagers go to work on farmland outside the village.

The man, who is currently a worker, was outside the village. All that remains are women and children, and old men who cannot move their hands and feet.

When everyone saw the penetration, they looked as if even the tomatoes were twitching and missed their gaze.

The villagers returned to their homes early enough to avoid infiltration.

Less than a minute after entering the village, people disappeared from the sight of permeability.

"Damn...... terrible. Lid used to work hard here."

Towards Lid, who is no longer in the world, Toru has admiration.

If Trans lived here, I would make up my mind to leave the village after a week.

Permeable legs headed toward Lid's home without hesitation.

Entering the house, which was even more ombole than the house around him, it caught my eye that there was a bottle of bamboo, plus a bow and arrow.

No furniture, no futons.

It is as if it is an empty house because there is little that is necessary for life.

There was a piece of cloth in the corner of the house.

All the cuts are connected. It's a lot more awesome for patchwork.

Lid used this calf instead of a futon.

"Lid... you lived a lot..."

Unconsciously, I just burst into tears.

The permeation headed towards a common well for villagers, with a bucket full of restoration marks.

When Trans visited the well, the villager, who had once again appeared outside, ran into the house to escape.

"When you get here, it's funny the other way around..."

If the permeation purposefully approaches or leaves, will they still leave and enter the house each time?

Because it is no longer a gag.

Permeation drew well water as she nearly laughed at the awful and funny look she had imagined.

Back at home, I carefully washed my body with that water and changed into new clothes.

"Oh...... refreshing"

The stickiness I was feeling on my back, the tingling disappeared, and the permeation stretched greatly.

I felt like I was back.

Unfortunately, there was only one change of clothing.

After staring at the blood-swet clothes for a long time and thinking, Permea decided to leave the clothes behind.

Lid had stockpiled meat because he lived in hunting.

Take a piece of dried meat hanging from the ceiling and scratch.

"Whoa, the taste is bad. I want pepper, but, well, that's impossible."

It tasted pretty wild, but it didn't taste bad.

Throw the rest into the < different vault > while scratching the dried meat.

Throw in more bows and arrows and a tweezer. A weapon unnecessary for a penetration with [Demon Sword], but no money for a penetration. Of course Lid didn't have any money or anything.

Gold cannot be generated from nothing. Bad for Lid, but use the weapon for cash.

Even if the selling price is a bundle of three sentences, it's better than not.

After eating the dried meat, the permeation looked around the whole house. And close your eyes and pray.

Instead of Lid, Trans prayed.

Lid's thoughts, toward the house and Lid's parents who built the house.

"Thank you for your help"

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Returning from the field to pick up lunch, Clemann was thrilled to discover what a familiar brunette, dark-eyed boy looked like.

"... you're lying"

The boy was a villager here and a man called Abominable - Lid.

He is also the opponent Clemann and others stormed off a cliff in the bell cave this morning.

It was about ten meters tall, and should never have been a cliff that could have crawled up.

Besides, Lid's head was cracked by the impact of the fall.

- It was fatal, at least from what Cleman saw.

Why is Lid wandering around this place?

"Oh, hey, that's a lid, isn't it?

"Why are you alive..."

Robert and Tuck, who came back with Cleman, each shivered their lips.

"He wasn't dead."

"You fell out of your head and you didn't bleed, did you?

"Oh. And yet why are you alive...?

Cleman and the others pushed Lid off the cliff because he was an abomination.

Dark-haired brunettes bring disaster to this village. Yes, the village chief was talking.

In fact, wheat yields decreased among the villagers, that is, since the birth of the lid. He also said that villages are being attacked by demons more often.

In fact, the unschooled Clemans don't know if the yield is really decreasing or if they are being attacked more often by demons.

But if the chief said so, no doubt about it.

It's Lid's fault that something bad happens to the village.

As long as Lid is gone, everything goes well.

That was the common perception of the villagers.

Cleman and the others stood up for the village.

First, we eliminated Lid's parents, who gave birth to an abominable child.

The sin of bringing the abominable child to the village is great.

With that blood and death, Lid's parents will make amends!

Cleman and the three others drew their parents to the cave where the Spirit was said to dwell, and thrust them off the cliff.

Cleman and others' hands on Lid's parents instantly spread throughout the village. But they received nothing.

Because it's for the village.

Justice is on us.

There is no mistake in what we do.

Yes, Cleman and the others thought.

The murder of my parents was successful.

All that is left is Abominable Child himself.

Clemann and the others similarly attracted the lid, rushing through the gap and pushing it off the cliff.

Lid was bleeding out of his head.

Dead for sure, I thought.

But he appeared again, now before Clément and others.

"... I knew he was cursed."

One of the three groaned so in a trembling voice.

Killing doesn't kill you. The possibility drove Clemann's heart and guts out of the cold.

"He's a demon. You don't have to live."

"Oh, now it's time to kill for sure!

"Kill him and bring peace to the village!

The mood of Cleman and others was entirely that of the brave.

But would there be brave men who whine when you kill them mouth-to-mouth?

Is this really the right thing to do?

Such a question was quickly dispelled by a "voice" gushing out of his chest.

Cleman and the others have ordained enemies.

Run your eyes blood and head to Lid's house.

The door opened at once, and the three of us stumbled on the lid that was inside.

Put a cloth over your head where it stopped moving.

"I have another wild job from noon. I'm just gonna throw it in the bell cave."

"Oh."

"Ooh."

Robert and Tuck hold the immobile Lid, and Cleman leads the way.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill"

Such a grunt had leaked from Clemann and others' mouths as they rushed to the bell cave with bubbles.

But one person doesn't realize what he's whining about.

More than that, all I thought about was killing Lid for sure.

We arrived in front of a cliff in Chungle Cave.

All you have to do is drop the lid.

From behind Cleman, who thought so,

"What do you think you're going to do, kill again in the same way? You don't learn."

I heard Lid.