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

A strangely familiar voice echoed in the permeable ear, not that of Estelle.

The permeation opens the surprise lid.

- There, it was a white space.

- In front of me, there was a self-proclaimed figure of God in white clothes.

The suddenly changed situation stops breathing permeability.

Bright white to my head, I can't think of anything.

"... Ro, login bonus?

"Boys like that, don't they?

Do you even google men's hobbies? Claiming that God flattens his palm and pounds his smartphone.

I threw that smartphone away in a seemingly rambling fashion and leaned toward the penetration.

"It's the first time I've logged in since I got down to Aalgard. This time, I'll give you a special gift of protection for the sea urchin!

> > obtained the title [Neissis' servant].

"No, thank you."

> > returned the title [Neissis' servant].

"Why!?"

"Doesn't that make you a believer or something?

"... chip, no?

Has he got a little tongue on him now?

The permeation frowned.

"Is it an honor for every 10,000 people to receive special protection from Atashi? It's very spiritual, so take it."

> > pressed the title [Neissis' servant].

"I don't need it."

> > returned the title [Neissis' servant].

> > But the title [Neissis' servant] is cursed.

> > The title [Neissis' servant] could not be returned.

"... Did you do something weird?

"Well, I don't care"

I called myself God laughed at Nishishi.

Transparency had a heap of things to ask God since he came to this world.

But the question doesn't come to my mind at all.

Because of the sudden emergence of God, and the bright white in his head.

"... By the way, God (?) How did you get here?

"I don't need that question mark. Atashi is Naisis. I am worshipped as the god who commands destiny in this world!

Do-do!? Just saying, a woman named Naesis strained her chest.

Transverse looks at such a naïsis, with sad eyes.

"... By whom, are you admired? Even though I'm a zero believer."

"Ugh!? And I'm not a zero believer! There's one of us!

"You only have one. Other religions have many followers..."

"You see, Naesianism is not a religion where humankind can come and go! Besides, because there are so many believers, it doesn't necessarily mean they're highly divine!

Naisys' valve was an excuse for someone who seemed to have few friends.

(... I mean, one of those followers wouldn't mean me, would he?

I remembered that there was only one thing I wanted to hear about Naisis, who was dazzling and sweating.

"Speaking of which, Naesis... Dear Sir? I need to ask you something about [Demon Sword]."

"That's why I don't need that question mark. Yeah, yeah. [Demon Sword] Right. You already made it LV2, didn't you? It's user-friendly."

"It's not bad, but how come only humans can cut that one? I mean, is it just humans who can't cut it?

"Right. You can't just cut a human for once. Even so, the humans you're thinking of are a little different from the humans in Aalgardo."

"No?"

"There are quite a few people in this world that you call" subhuman. "Including that, you can't cut that [Demon Sword]."

"Why are those specifications?

For Toru, the [Devil's Sword] specifications are by no means bad. Conversely, there are many better occasions when interpersonal locking was applied as a safety.

"Murderers get laid"

That's the dialogue between the famous detective Elquille Poirot, which appears in a reasoning novel written by Agatha Christie.

I don't know if it will actually be a habit or a permeation that has never killed a person.

But if it becomes a habit, it will not be retrieved.

For Toru, the [Devil's Sword] safety lock was just what he wanted.

"The only reason humans can't kill is because they set it up, it's only a secondary effect. The main thing about ability is its fateful restorative effect on humanity."

"Destiny, restoration?

"If someone twists the fate you originally carried, you have the power to return it to its normal destiny. For example, if someone was manipulating every soul,

In the words of Neissis, Permea recalled the changes made when he slashed Clemann and the others and Philips.

When the tortoise was slashed with the [Devil's Sword], they grew up as if people had changed.

(Was that manipulated by someone...)

As Transparency silenced, Naisys patted Pong on his hand.

"Uh, yeah. Speaking of which, why don't you use your skillboard properly?

"Hmm? No, I use it properly..."

"Then why don't you set the title?

"… Title?

"Uh, you weren't aware of that. Oh, good. At the bottom of the skillboard, there is a title setting, so make sure you check and set it up later."

"Oh, yes."

The permeation never occurred to me that the skillboard had such a function.

But I can't help but notice the permeability.

The technical skills displayed on the screen were massive and could not be verified to the bottom.

Two, Permea recalled one of the questions she was about to ask when she resumed to God.

"Oh, yeah. Why did Naesis put such odd skills in his technical skills?!?"

"Because it sounds interesting"

It was just a hobby.

Even so, it is an evil hobby.

"Nice, < fleshlight weightlifting >. Maybe if we take it, we can open up a new path.

"Such a new path is fine"

"Well, what do you say? If you imitate the king, you'll be popular."

"Does that really make you popular?

Indeed, the imitation of objects such as singers and entertainers was very popular in Japan.

So how about in Aalgardo?

Even imitating a king, it is possible that the king's presence is too far from the world for anyone to notice.

Or even when it was noticed, the future of being executed for disrespect seemed clear to me.

"The breadth of skills is the breadth of possibilities. Even the seemingly unavailable ones may actually be used effectively. If you decide you don't want a hard head and store it, you'll narrow your horizons."

"Ha..."

"Well, this time around."

"What, wait a minute. I still need to ask you something."

"That means the next chance."

Naisys smiles and waves her hands flickering.

Her figure blurs, as if a fog stood up around her.

"Oh yeah, nice to clean the church!

"Maybe I guilded the request for cleaning-"

"Atashi, Atashi. There's a cleaning kit in the corner of the church, so you're free to use the tools in it. Everyone will be here soon, so keep every corner clean!

At the same time, the white space and the figure of Neissis disappeared from the front of the permeable eye.

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When I blinked, I was back where I was.

Next door there was Estelle praying with her hands together, whether it was the way of this world.

Transmission felt like he had a conversation with the destiny god Nesis for nearly five minutes, but it looked like not so much time had passed in this world.

"To keep every corner clean, or)

Permeation looks around. Soon afterwards, I discovered a cleaning kit holder.

(There really was...)

That reminds me that it wasn't a dream or an illusion.

"Estelle. There's cleaning equipment over there, so let's use that."

"Yeah? How does Tor know there's cleaning equipment in that box?

"What, no, somehow..."

The only thing I know about cleaning equipment is penetration on this occasion.

The penetration, which accidentally uttered information that Estelle did not know, was hastily misled.

Deck brushes, bamboo, and chisels were stored in the cleaning kit.

(With this tool, this much breadth...?)

The church is large enough to add up two school classrooms.

Dust is falling like a carpet inside because it hasn't been used or cleaned for a while.

There are also a number of spider nests stretched out on the ceiling, and dust adheres to that spider's nest.

Even the walls had a number of stains that I'm not sure about.

"All right, Thor. Before the sun sets, we'll finish it all at once!

"... hmm"

If you don't start working early, the cleaning won't be over for long.

But I was in the mood to do the work, and I didn't think it was going to be over by the end of the day.

"What's the matter, Thor?

"Hey, there's something I want to try, okay?

That said, Toru proposed an operation to Estelle.