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

Soon after entering the guild, the permeation was entangled by a strange man.

For some reason, an adventurous man suddenly attacked me with his bare hands from behind.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem so "serious."

Even though it moved after the opponent moved out, it made it enough.

Thanks also to the fact that I was acquiring it, I was able to disable it to avoid injuring my opponent.

This will cause them to get hurt again.

Permeation lowered her chest when she was glad she was getting it.

"... Tor, what is this guy?

"Come on?"

Estelle's been asking, but I don't know if she's listening permeably.

As the permeation was leaning his neck, the man was taken to the training ground, grabbed by a graph that immediately appeared.

When he was a young man, he looked at the graph and the grieving man and prayed that his man could leave the training ground safely.

He regained his mind and the permeation stood at the reception counter of the guild.

"Hih!?"

Marie pulled her face wide when she put a bag full of ears on the counter.

"Oh, uh, what is this?

"Goblin ears. I'm here to crusade a permanent request for Goblin."

"I see..."

Marie, who received the crusade proof site from Thor, was making an inner cry.

(How come the proven site of the goblin crusade is in such a big hemp bag?!?)

The hemp bag I was given was big enough to put in at my leisure if about Marie.

The bag is swelling in the bread.

By the way (I guess it's goblin blood) red stains seep and peel.

Size of the bag, I imagine it contains a fragmented corpse of goblins, and Marie can hardly open the mouth of the bag.

And more importantly, it is completely horror that Thor himself is covered in blood.

(No matter how much blood he was covered, Marie trusted his strength to the extent she didn't think he was injured)

In a temper, Marie opened the mouth of the hemp bag.

……

Ears, ears, ears, ears full of bitter blood, in a bag......

Marie shut her hemp bag mouth silently.

"Phew..."

Calm your chest down with a deep breath.

What the hell did you bring in?

Without a doubt, you'll be dreaming tonight!

Ever since she became a receptionist, Marie has gone through several 'tasks she never wants to experience again'.

Bodies of demons falling apart or buying demon stones that are null with blood.

Worst of all, bugs are starting to gush (the adventurer says) "an appraisal of the material. I certified that garbage and disposed of it by incineration along with resentment.

Marie thought, having had such an experience.

(Congratulations, Mr Thor. This earbag is number one from today...)

Though stunned, business is business.

Thor is never harassing Marie (and if he harasses you, I want you to forgive him for about one of the bintas), but he performs his share of the adventurer properly.

Marie had to scrutinize her ears.

Penetration watched Marie's work over the counter until the scrutiny of the request was complete.

Along the way, Marie, who counts her ears, began to weep for some reason.

What the hell happened to her...? It's unimaginable.

Must mean something far-reaching.

"Oh, thank you for waiting."

At the end of the scrutiny, Marie, whose eyes turned bright red, offered a form with written results.

The paper had 136 crusaded goblins.

"Oh, you've hunted quite a bit"

"Right..."

Estelle's eyes died, as opposed to the joyful penetration.

A permanent request for a goblin crusade will receive four large copper coins (40 gards) per five.

This time it's 136, so 27 bits of fractional truncation. It totaled 1080 gards.

"I made a lot of money in a day. Goblin crusade is such a delicious request!

"No..."

"It's..."

Estelle and Marie mumbled on the innocent remarks of permeation.

The two hearts are in agreement together.

((Because he hunts so much, there's no one else!!))

It's never delicious.

The number of permeations achieved is abnormal.

I get ten silver coins and a hemp bag containing eight large copper coins, and the permeation leaves the guild.

It was a public well that made its way on that leg.

Remove the soap from the vault and wash the blood of the goblins on the clothes.

The blood of the goblins on the clothes flows into the sewer mouth with the soap bubbles.

"Whoa, it falls pretty good! This is what I made."

I didn't aim at all, but the soap I could use, but coincidentally to the joy I got for free, the permeation washes into my clothes whistling.

"Gobble gobble gobble gobble"

"Thor, please don't use that whistle all over the city..."

"Oh, Estelle uses this soap, too?

"Fine!

"Really? It's so dirty..."

No matter how much dirt falls off, the original material is goblin.

Estelle, who is used to adventure, is just not willing to get her hands on it.

Soap made of goblins and wash away the blood of goblins, imitating the voice of goblins.

Looking at such a blasphemous sight, Estelle exhaled a deep sigh.

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Trans also worked the next day on the Goblin Crusade.

The reason is simple, it was experience-efficient.

> > level 21 25

> > Skill points 1 41

If it's current penetration, I don't feel threatened no matter how much I'm surrounded by goblins.

Of course, I can't be alarmed, but compared to Rockworm, I can afford to crusade.

Besides whistling, you can call the goblins all you want.

Just standing in silence (technically not standing in silence, etc.) increases the level. It is not a penetration that does not continue this method.

Permeation also learns about the processing of returned blood while dealing with goblins.

Leveling is also important, but so is the processing of returned blood.

Now it's good, but sooner or later the return blood I put on during the battle may strangle me myself.

Some demons may also have a strong acid type of blood or a disease type of blood just to be bathed.

There was no reason not to accumulate training not to bathe in blood.

Stand around crusading goblins and not getting blood back as much as possible.

But Tatsuo came here to fight for the first time.

Even if he was good at RPG, he sucked at standing around because he didn't like firing games (commonly known as FPS) from a one-person perspective.

On both the coming and coming days, the permeation returned to Finris, turning his body bright red.

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With his face on the guild, Luca had enjoyed his first drink in a long time in a bar co-located with the guild.

I have not been able to act as an adventurer for some time now because of my strength in the service of the Church.

Luca is an adventurer for what she is.

The Church is also important, but so is the work of the Alliance.

"Whoa, it's been a long time!

As I was drinking, a strangely friendly male adventurer approached me.

One person in the corner Yale is ruined.

I know from their attitude that they must have faced each other once somewhere.

But Luca didn't recognize the male adventurer's face.

"Where the hell have you been? I haven't seen it in quite a while."

"Hey, I was doing a fatty favor."

"No, I was worried that you disappeared!

Other adventurers also noticed Luca's presence because it's what the man speaks out loud.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Luca, for once, is a well-known adventurer in Finris.

Because of this, I can talk to so many adventurers that I haven't enjoyed the taste of ale much since earlier.

"Actually, there's a rookie in the guild recently." "Yes, that tomato bastard!" "Just wondering -" "I worked violence on other adventurers!

"I didn't do this before." "That's Temee's fault!" "Mr. Graff squeezed me so tight!" "Uuch!" "How was Mr. Graff's loving guidance?" "I thought I was gonna die, damn it!

"Sounds great to you inferior -" "Occupy Mr. Marie, tyrannical!" "Speaking of which, you like salads." "I didn't hear you! Please do something!

Words that I'm not sure if it's resentment, jealousy or seclusion go around grubbing.

I put a little booze in it, but Luca was already half drunk.

Yeah, what a weak body for booze!

"- Ah, that tomato!

When the adventurer looked at the one pointing at him, he was able to confirm the appearance of a boy who was indeed stained with bright red.

Luca remembered the boy's appearance.

"That boy..."

At the same time he remembered, Luca took a seat with a lot of momentum.

Pressed by the momentum, several adventurers got buttcakes.

"Mr. Tsubaki, it's working!!"

"This is the rookie. I'm gonna catch him."

With a nasty laughing adventurer on his back, Luca walks out.

To swear by the name of Forcellus, the god of justice, to hammer that boy down!