It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Wake up with mouth discomfort.

When I lifted my eyes, Liz covered them and was mouthing them.

"Oh, dear."

Like a Cheshire cat, she greets me in the morning with a slight greeting.

"Morning. Surprised."

"Hehe. Beginning yesterday, today. Tomorrow than today. I'm feeling more and more loving."

Looking at the look on that face, I thought you were a parent and child of Mr. Teessia.

"I'm going to see you."

I get out of bed, and the moment I try to get up, I hug him from behind.

"Hehe. Are you a sweetheart?

Turn around and kiss.

"I didn't get it myself, but maybe I do"

Liz heads to the door as she slips through her arms.

"Always, thank you for cooking"

Turning this way, I smile.

"Hehe. Thanks. But it's mostly your mother, isn't it? Good luck with your practice."

Liz opens the door and heads to the kitchen.

When I opened the window, it was clear today.

Change your clothes. He borrows some clothes and does laundry in the remaining water at night and in the river near his house.

This village, although there is no sewage in the boulder, draws water from the tributaries of the river, which is flushed into some compartments and used as domestic water.

Because of the proximity of the forest, there are quite a few well gushes and a number of them. Because of the high water quality, drinking water and domestic water are clearly separated.

I wonder if I can publish it if it's about a hand pump. The encyclopedia of smartphones also reveals conceptual and simple blueprints. I don't know what level of workmanship this civilization is, but mass production would also be possible with casting.

I don't know if there is a patent concept, so I don't know if it will be income, but the well water draw is quite heavy labor, so I don't want to do it.

"After work, why don't you go to the blacksmith and check the price of the weapon?"

Head to the living room.

"Good Morning"

"Oh, good morning"

Teessia answers.

"You're going to get some water."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Hold the jar and head for the water draw.

The well end was still a meeting place today. After greeting him, we have an unusual conversation and head back to Ast's house.

My muscle aches were mostly calming down.

"Back."

"Oh. Thank you. I'm sorry about everything."

"No, thanks for letting me stay."

Breakfast was fried rye porridge with bacon, cabbage and root vegetables. It also had bird-based soup.

Finished breakfast, two headed hunting.

Hand over 5,000 Worr coins wrapped in pieces when you are alone with Teessia.

"I wonder what this is?

Ask me with a decent look.

"Thank you for your help, at least take it"

It was 5,000 wares for the inn, and they take care of a lot of things, so this is not enough.

"Oh no. A customer? And my daughter's fiancée. I can't take it."

"I would appreciate it if you could just pay me while I'm here."

After the questioning, you will receive it.

Receive lunch and head to the Adventurer Guild.

Confirm the requisition form. There is still no variation in the price of Vaz grass today. You're pretty depleted.

"Oops, of 'Herbs'"

Never seen him speak from a long man wearing leather armor and a long sword around his waist.

As far as facial expressions go, there are no bad feelings.

"A rookie who's been in lately is rumored to be making rough money with vaz grass. It's you, isn't it?

"Yes, I think so"

I don't know what my intentions are, so I get back.

"Oh, I'm not putting it on. When we rise in rank, the crusade gets tough. There aren't many magicians who can heal wounds. Wound medicine is a life-acting problem. I've been feeling pretty out of stock lately and the prices are soaring. So I'm thankful to the guy who's all collecting vaz grass for me. That's why I call it 'Herb'. Thanks. Keep up the good work."

Turn around and wave away.

You were like a storm. Well, if you don't have bad feelings and are treasured, do you ever get caught up in extra tears?

Immerse yourself in blurry thoughts as you head into the north woods.

Intense relationships in the countryside increase interaction without a response. Honestly, I feel like a communal disorder is my decision, but do I have to break it? Mostly stressful though.

Get to the swamp. I look over, but the vazgrass harvestable in boulders is dwindling.

"A little further, go back"

Carve an arrow with 1 every 5m interval as before.

If you get to this area, you'll wear a lot of wildlife territory as well. The perimeter vigilance is not neglected and proceeds slowly.

The affordable vaz grass growing down the road picks.

Moments, with a creeping sensation, I feel signs of something. Is that the effect of "alert"?

Hide without making a sound and carefully investigate your surroundings.

"There he is. Is that it?"

Two goblins, throwing out a spear, crouching in and chewing something. It's a little animal like a rabbit.

"You don't like being found and accidentally struck. There's magic, and I think we can destroy each one."

Set up a Grave Mojo.

Float the image of compressing the wind mass of a sphere with a diameter of 20 cm up to about 5 mm.

"Attribute wind. Pressure definition. Shape is a cone with a concave radius of 5 mm high of 7 mm with 2 mm of head. Fixed to 10cm front right index finger. Head forward and eject, speed 150 ¢per hour….

Start chanting in a low voice. The target is the nearest goblin's back. Softly point your index finger out of the shade and set your sight.

"Execute"

At the same time as the chant is complete, the goblin's back instantly recesses with the sound of gucha. The chest side swells and bursts. The chest feels completely perforated and instantly dead.

< Notice from Skill 'Acquired'. Conditions for skill 'Acquisition' have been fulfilled. Skills of the subject 'Vigilance' 0.01. Applicable skills have been integrated. >

Listen to the "Gain" teacher and watch what happens to the remaining goblins.

Suddenly the side goblin is panicking about his unexplained death, he's standing with a stunned look on his face.

Float the image of compressing a bulk of wind in a sphere of 10 cm in diameter up to about 5 mm.

"Attribute wind. Pressure definition. Shape is a cone with a radius of 5 mm and a height of 1 cm. Fixed to 10cm front right index finger. Forward, add cone rotation and eject. Speed 150 knots per hour. …"

Start chanting in a low voice again. The subject is the left knee of the remaining goblin. Keep your index finger gently pointed and set your sights.

"Execute"

A hole of about 5 cm opens in the left knee of the remaining goblin along with the sound of cuckoo.

"Gi, gahhhhhh......"

You couldn't stand the pain, screaming. He holds his knee down and is shaking as he squatts.

I don't know if I have company around. Running out of the groove at once, he cuts it from behind into the groove.

You're still alive, trying to come around your neck, pulling through your hips and slashing your neck.

Things like Hugh and the sound of the wind flow from his throat for a short time, and he dies.

Is that it? 'Acquired' teacher hasn't reported it.

< Solution. Because Chang Hao does not possess the top skills, there is no transfer. >

I'll look around, but there's no other goblin.

For about 10 minutes, my voice invited me to come and hide, but there was no reinforcement.

I wonder if I'm smarter than I thought. I guess the last time the goblins were more remote than scouts, too.

Sharpen the nose of the crusader and hide the limbs in the carving. Since we are quite far from the swamps, we cannot help but cover-up.

The smell of blood invites me to expect the carnivore to handle it.

I don't feel laziness in my head due to the procedure. Is it possible to use it in this level of combat? I don't want to think about a streak.

Minimizing the output is also to prevent unforeseen events.

Aiming at your legs is overwhelmingly advantageous, as long as you stop moving.

"If you aim at the head, it's one shot, but don't go far considering the crusade site. Well, I can't help it."

Spread the dirt on the bloodstains, finish the minimal cover-up and move on.

Moving north, I saw Sawa. Vaz grass is also thriving.

"Oh. You're going to spare the depletion for a little while here."

With a little joy, I shed the blood back earlier with Zelig.

"I got nervous. I'm tired. I'm gonna take a break."

Sit on an affordable rock and moisten your throat with water from a water bottle.

He was more nervous than I thought, and I felt the water like sweet dew.