Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

When I returned from the labyrinth, Mr. Cattleya called me first.

"Welcome home. That face... thank you for coming home alive first."

"Please stop that. My stomach aches when I can bow my head to Mr. Cattleya, who always takes care of me.

"Hehe. Really?

"Stop looking at me like that naughty boy. Then I ask you to point it out first."

"No more. I want you to make fun of me a little more."

Having said that, I accept the card and transfer the Demon Stone to Mr. Katrina's bag. Yes, Katrina always does P-conversions with a magic bag that performs better than I do.

"This time it's really awesome. 426,549P."

"That was inside. And this time I wrote it down as serious and it was seriously bad. If it weren't for the area high heels, you'd be dead."

"... Aren't you faking your age to be an area high heel at that young age, Luciel?

"... Huh? I wasn't even able to use my heel when I signed up at fifteen?

"Or haven't you dyed your hands on weird drugs or something?

"That's why... ah?!

"Let's confess beautifully and refreshingly before the Pope."

I can stiffen my arm tightly.

"I just want it. I was curious, too, Mr. Cattleya, and I ask you to come to the Pope this time again".

"Oh? Something aggressive. Because you finally defeated the boss of the thirty tiers, too?

"No. I'm just hoping this time I know what I've been drinking for over two years"

"... not what I thought was unfolding"

"It's going to solve two years of mystery."

"I kind of feel the tension is higher than usual too. Could it have been that you were really dying?

"Ha. I was stunned because they flushed it. Well, luck took a very good side this time and it was no damage, but I could really feel the Holy Magic working on the undead. Otherwise, he might have died this time."

"Luciel, I'm not going to tell you that dying isn't even an affair."

"It's the aya of words. Excuse me."

"Shall we go then?"

We'll keep talking while we walk.

"So what kind of demon was it this time?

"I thought Whyte would really die when the three and the Necromancer knights showed up. I managed to get an area high heel, so it was helpful, but I'm afraid of undead dragons, durahans, and beastly undead."

"I see. And Durahan is a fairy, not classified as undead, so Holy Magic doesn't work."

"... is that true?! May I not flag you."

"What's a flag?

"Never mind"

"Speaking of which, what are you drinking?

"It's a very stinky and unsavory thing called Object X in the Adventurers Guild. They say the wise man of time made it for the adventurer, you know?

"You've never heard of it. Is that something famous?

"Yes, because just keep drinking this and you'll get a street name."

"... that sounds pretty intense. Nevertheless... I am Pope Cattleya."

"Hmm. You can come in."

"Ha."

Thus I was about to begin a third sight negotiation with the Pope.

A voice hung from the Pope when Mr. Cattleya and I fell on our knees and drowned our heads.

"Is this about the Lord of the Thirty Hierarchies?

"Ha. He said he defeated the Lord of the Thirty Hierarchies"

"Mm-hmm. Dauntless. Nevertheless, I didn't expect to reach the thirtieth floor on my own."

"Thank you. I'll sit down. This is also the result of the equipment and tools I received."

"Ho. But that doesn't seem to be all. I hear the Lord is also highly magical."

"That brings us to your report. Apparently, he drinks what is said to have been made by a wise man named Object X."

"This way."

I took the barrel with object X out of the magic bag.

"?! Immediately."

"... Ugh, is this poison?

Is that it? That bad? Not only Mr. Cattleya, but all the samurai are staring at you, right?

"No, it's a magic prop created by the wise men handled in the Adventurer's Guild, and when you let the magic flow, it comes out. It is said that among adventurers, demons do not lean on them."

"Did you have something like that? Wait... what's the official name for that?

"I hear object X. It's what beginner adventurers always try to get drunk."

"... maybe it was a renamed pill developed by mixing various herbs, dragon hearts, spiritual water, roots of the world tree, etc. to awaken the potential of the adventurer, not object X, because the magic prop developed so that the same thing could be prepared at any time became liquid for some reason. No, then is that object X. The name when it was a pill, because of its taste, should have been named God's lament by the person who developed it. It must have been in the literature."

Definitely a cheat item. And I'm glad there's nothing weird about it.

"It may be a source that is able to be active drinking an object X that turns that God's mourning into a liquid. It does taste too yummy, so much so that God mourns, it stays broken for an hour after taste and smell, and contains a small amount of poison, but I was taught that my body's immune system can detoxify me enough and I don't accumulate poison, so it's no problem. I drink this in a jock with the stock solution before and after three meals in the morning, noon and night. I've been drinking for two and a half years now, but maybe it's also because of this.

I gently tapped the magic bag with object X.

"... are you really drinking that?

"Yes. It's a world where lives are lightly lost. I was anxious not to do what I could. No risk, just drink it, I'll drink it if you get used to it strongly. Oh, except that drinking this makes a street name or can be seen with cute eyes.

That's making me a little sad.

"You got it. Your Lord's hard work and his misery have brought you to that point."

"... Luciel, you are amazing." Is that it? It's back to vegetables, Mr. Cattleya.

"Mm-hmm. Then we'll have no problem. More than that, wise men don't think too much about what to do with taste and smell."

Absolutely.

"Well, what happened to this demon?

"Yes, there are three Wight and five Skeleton Knights. I could run around and knock him out with area high heels."

"Well, perhaps the Lord will come up to the Archbishop one day."

"I'll do my best"

"Then let me out"

I took out all the items I had picked up and gave them to the maid.

As usual, as I looked at the item the samurai gave me, I suddenly heard a grunt and my voice hung up.

"This is for those three daughters... enough for today. I'll give the reward to Cattleya, so good luck with the offense.

The voice felt a little stiff and dark. This was apparently a face-to-face setting.

Then the Pope let me out of his room and I decided to head to the dining room for the first time in a long time.

"Ah, sister, long time no see. Dinner is also requested at a large platter today.

That's what I told Oba while mixing up the rhetoric.

"How much do you want, that knight?

In my head, speaking unusually hard? floated?

"What happened to that way of speaking? I'm Lucille, right?

Yes, when I checked around and talked hissopotamus, Oba hardened, and her face softened to ice melt.

"Well, Luciel, was that you? He's tied his hair, he's wearing armor, and I had no idea who he was. I'll have it ready in a minute."

Then the kitchen moved out quite hastily and said, "Wait. Eat a cup and help yourself," a little more freshly prepared meal was prepared than usual.

"It looks delicious. You're doing a good job."

"I'm glad you said it. I'll tell everyone."

"Thank you. I'll sit down. Thank you again."

Am I so nervous when I get to my seat that I have to work here? That's what I thought, eating a hot meal.

"Dear treat, I'll stop by tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll have plenty for you tomorrow."

"Yep. Please"

So Oba and I had a conversation and I went back to my room.

"There's no harassment, and I guess we all know I'm not here. You can't use force at Church headquarters, and you've seen it with the Pope many times, so you won't be able to make a stand-out collision."

With that in mind, for the first time in a long time, I went to sleep where I concentrated on reading back my magic books and training the basics of magic.

The next morning, when I had a voluptuous meal, I was brought lunch, and proceeded to the labyrinth, there was a rare Mr. Cattleya at this hour.

"Good morning, Mr. Cattleya"

"Good morning, Luciel, the Pope..."

That's what they gave me. It was a piece of parchment.

"What's this?

"God's mourning, it seems, describes the efficacy of object X."

The details of God's mourning and object X were written.

"It says quite a lot, well, okay. Then I'm going to the labyrinth."

"Good luck. If you have any problems, I'll talk to you."

…… Yes, thank you. "

Is it your fault that sympathy was rarely hidden in Mr. Cattleya's eyes?

I ran out to the labyrinth with that in mind.

I knocked down demons from one level to twenty and went around and was shocked to read the paper I got before I went to bed.

This is an intact inscription of God's mourning and the literature of object X.

Sleep appetite, appetite and sexuality of a person's three greatest desires tend to diminish the clergy, including the knighthood and healer, a profession of church relations.

It is a great pity that this which I made had to be named for God's lamentation and reluctance, but this is a cure not to be treated unfairly by them in this world, and not to lose the joy of living as a person.

Efficacy was found to increase appetite, improve libido, and activate autonomic nerves, but to be resistant to various state abnormalities as a by-product, as well as activate sleeping cells to make it easier to increase various statuses.

When I tried to put it in the church, criticism went on and on with so much smell, the beginning and end of being told that it was not suitable for the church.

I couldn't do it. There Clios, the master of Adventurer Alliance headquarters, decided to give the rookie a drink with his eyes on the potency.

Thus my research was to be useful in the Adventurer Guild.

I shall one day devote my full attention to the development of therapeutic drugs that I can also place in the church.

Because the cure made by the wise man in the church emitted a strange odor every time, it seems that the cure was never complete.

After reading it, I had a point. Wasn't that sympathetic eye of Mr. Cattleya because he was seen as impossible? and.

And I realized, that I could have a conversation with a woman, and that I was interested but never murky.

"Me, when I clear the labyrinth, I'm going to make love to someone," some energy came out of my tired body, and after this I moved on to the thirtieth tier and gradually recovered from the shock.

We were to fight with the Knights of the Necromancer as we explored the thirty-one hierarchies from the next day. By the way, it disappears with a purifying magic blow, so without being forced, he began training at the Labyrinth Training Ground, gradually increasing the number.