Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

Well, we're done picking up the weapons we promised. Dinner was just eaten at the stall. I think Daniela walked up to the park with all kinds of stall rice, but it's my fault. If you feel comfortable, it's your fault.

The next thing I do, I also remember his dialogue as I remember it.

"Forest Wolf's Leg, Use It Well"

Yes, the Beowulf grant. What is granting? Back to Spring Wind Pavilion's own room once to make sure of that.

"Status Open"

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Name: Boss Morning Mist

Race: Human

Occupation: Adventurer (Rank: E)

LV: 33

HP: 324/324

MP: 295/295

STR: 129 VIT: 122

AGI: 375 DEX: 162

INT: 134 LUK: 14

Possession Skills: Instrumental Poverty, Sign Sensing, Forest Wolf Legs, One-Handed Swordsmanship, Dagger Techniques, Skills

Possession Magic: Ice Magic, Water Magic, Fire Magic

Order Quest: None

Party Contract: Daniela-Vilsilf

Equipment List: Head - None

Body - Leather Armor

Arms - Small Leather Hands

Legs - None

Foot - leather shoes

Weapon - Steel Sword

- Steel dagger.

Decoration - None

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Hmm, it feels like it after all. Displayed as a skill.

If this guy is a unique skill or just a common skill, it's obviously a unique skill. The humans in there are no match for Beowulf.

I understand how to use it thanks to "instrumental poverty". This "Forest Wolf Leg" skill turned out to be the right one for me.

As usual, four split brain footage shows a mixed wind of silver and emerald swirling around my leg. The image of me running out was just like the wind, moving at a flying speed. In another footage, he shifts direction in the air while flying. It's a broken skill...

But it's too broken. I'm not sure I can handle it. I'll definitely get drunk like this. I guess the protagonist treats it without difficulty, but there is no hatred, protagonist correction, etc.

But now I understand the skill. Seriously, I understood it was amazing.

The remaining problem is granting. Is this happening? If there is, who do I ask?

Trouble rolling in bed with the gobbles.

"Ha-ha, if I had an internet at times like this, I could look it up..."

I also divulge myself thinking, worrying, and sticking to the big ones. And so I realized.

"If you want to look into it, you have a library!

I don't know if there's a library. Whatever you want, you can go to this bookstore. The sun is already past its peak, but I remember, on auspicious days, I jump out of my room and look for Maris, the Inn's general. But he wasn't in the inn. There's nothing going on when you give up and go outside. I was in the wash.

"Mr. Maris."

"Oh, the rabbit. What's the matter with you?

Mr. Maris looks back as he hooks his large sheet to the laundry string.

"I just want to ask, isn't there a library or a bookstore in this town?

"Hmm... because books are precious. I don't know if I have to go to King's Landing."

Gunn, right. Well... unlike modern Japan, there is no printing technology in this world yet. Probably handwritten. If not, I have no choice. Wanna go? Wang Du.

But if you're a book lover, you're in this town.

"What, really?

"Oh, well, a little weird."

I laugh when you say that. Any bigotry is fine. I want you to introduce me.

"I wonder what I can do to meet that person"

"Relieved. I'll write to you."

It's Mr. Boulder Maris. Wide face. I'm going back to my room to thank you and get ready to go out again. I had finished writing the letter when I came down prepared, and Mr. Maris handed it to me. Finally, I got a map.

"Yes. Just go!

"Thank you, Mr. Maris. I'm coming."

I confessed and left the inn behind. Well, what kind of people are there?

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"What, then, your lord? What can I do for you?

"Yes, Mr. McBell told me that collecting books was a hobby. Actually, I'd like to look into it, but I don't have a handout, and I asked Maris, the innkeeper who's staying, and she said I should go here."

"Well, do you know Maris? What's the Lord's name?

"My name is Asagi-Kamiyashiro"

"Is that a rabbit? Good name."

There was an exchange that

Mr. Maris introduced me to his book-loving grandfather, McBell, who is a very old man. Flush your gray hair back and a cane in your hand. His hips are bent, but, well, he looks fine.

His house was out of town. Near the walls, but a big house like the one I was forced to build in an empty space. There he lives alone. Even so, there seems to be some servants, and it was also the servants who led me to the reception room. He also makes a mistake with several people on his way to the main office and exchanges meetings. The windows are hung with curtains and dim. Is it for the book?

"This is the library. Don't be polite."

"Yeah, of course. Thank you."

McBell walked into an open room with no words. Is this breathtaking? There was a vast array of books lined up in front of me. Unexpectedly looking back at McBell, he laughs a lot like he can't stand it.

"Hikaru! You look good! Surprised? Huh?"

"... there are no words. This amount is unexpected for boulders."

"Scratch!

I'm in a good mood, Grandpa. How could a grandfather like that have all these books? Are you simply a rich grandfather?

"Goddamn it, I know, that face." Why would a grandfather like this have all these books? 'You think so, don't you? Well, money. I'll give you a hand later. Non is a former royal palace secretary. I bought a book at a very low price after it was copied when I retired. "

"I see..."

In this day and age, it will surely be precious even in old books. But I'm guessing the advantages of the secretary and the money helped me collect all this. It was a convincing story.

"He's hiding, but he's still a former Marquis. Some accommodation is advantageous."

Oh, my God, he was great. As soon as possible, is it the sex of a part-timer who worked at a lower wage?

"Hikaru! I don't think so! I'm just a book-loving grandfather now. Besides, it's not like Noon was the Marquis. I liked books more than politics, and I said I couldn't, so I did the scribe."

I can only recognize that a Marquis or something like that is a great person. [M] I don't know if this world is as impotent as this grandfather says it is, but if McBell says so, I guess so.

"Well, it's more of a book than a nonsense. There's no such thing as a story that takes precedence over a book."

You really like books. Then it's bad to keep you waiting too long. Let's just say we get down to business quickly.

"Actually, I'd like to look into something called granting."

"Grant, no. I'm here to find out another interesting story. Well, then this way..."

Walked out book lover Grandpa, follows McBell. Now, is there anything you can tell about the grant? I slowly followed him in the dim room as I swelled my chest into anticipation.