Levelmaker

"What the hell is that! Wow, I copied the power of that Alim Nariway!

"You copied it, but isn't that all?

"Kee, I'm taking over the memory. It should be good to use. But..."

Illume was in a terrible hurry. Whether you're looking for Alim's memory or that of that brother, there's not a lot of information out there about Gilmers. What I know at best is that I have been reigning as the strongest for a long time, that I am the leader of the largest party in anasm, that I am a weapons collector and a collection of legendary weapons, until I have the skill of Battlemaster.

Mainly Illume wanted to know about this Battlemaster. Skills that are named masters like Alim's "Item Master" or Last Man's "Creature Master" are very powerful and hassle-free. It was also said that just owning it promises to be an SSS ranker. While many things are largely predictable by name, the name of Gilmers' skill is "Battlemaster". I couldn't tell at all what abilities this was all about.

"... hey. What kind of ability is Battlemaster?

"Hmm? Aren't you taking over Alim's memory?

"And I don't know that girl! What kind of skill is Battlemaster?"

"Ah! No, you only told Alim your name. I've never demonstrated it in front of you. Uh, I was wondering if we should deepen our interaction a little bit more.... so it's convenient for now, right?

"Gu...... hmm?

Convenient, Gilmers said, but not really trying to attack. He was laughing with a hella look while holding his sword.

Ilme thought. How to get out of this atmosphere that is feeling disadvantaged despite not being attacked. And I came up with it. I copied that owner himself, who would surely be stronger than scared of a skill that I don't know what kind of ability I have as it is, and wondered if I should use it.

"Hey, don't even think about it.

"Hih!?

Trying to take action, Ilme stopped his move in a word from Gilmers. A moment of fear, Illume did feel it.

"Well, I don't know what I'm gonna do, but you can try."

"What...?

"Maybe that's it, you're trying to use your own abilities, not Alim's or your brother's. It must be a hit."

"... yes, I am."

"Look, try it"

"Ya, I'll do it!

Illume is no longer Illume. I melted my body and returned to what I was, what I was, what I was, what I was a demon. That's super huge dos black slime. With such a slime in front of me, Gilmers' eyebrow moves just a little bit with his spare look until now.

"Well, it's rare. I've defeated SSS rank-equivalent slime twice before... but I've never seen a guy like you before. What's your name?

[I'm Nyalat Hotel. The most powerful demon of change ever]

"Can you at least change your voice color? Alim's voice is still tough."

In my ability to change, I will be you now.

"Oh well. Good luck with that."

[... I don't care what happens!

The figure of the Nyalat Hotel gradually shrinks and forms a human form. The person shape eventually became exactly the same height as Gilmers, eventually "" the exact same physique, eventually the exact same face, and eventually everything was exactly the same. The fake Gilmers look at the real Gilmers and fucking laugh.

"Come on, I'll give you a taste of fighting yourself...... hey!

"Isn't that funny? So, you figured out what Battlemaster was capable of?

"Yes, I'll look it up now! Come on!

"... don't use Alim's tone in my appearance..."

Ilme examined Gilmers' skills that would have been added to his status. Indeed, there existed a Battlemaster, or BattleJazz to be exact.

Only one master skill can be gained by all mankind. Copying it was the same, for example, when Illume copied Alim, she said as if she had gotten an "Item Master" but what she really got was an "Item Jazz".

And the effect of that Battlemeister was only one sentence: "You can show your finest talent in combat".

"... Huh?

"You don't know the first time, do you?"

"... but I'm going to explore your memory and find out how to use it..."

"Oh, right. You should find out."

"... cum"

"I didn't say I wasn't going to attack. Thank you, it's not easy enough to kill a certain amount of demons like yourself."

"Ah."

Gilmers' body moved a little. At that moment, a bloodbath rises from the body of a fake Gilmers. The Nyallato Hotel returned to its surprising, slimy shape and jumped wide up in the rear.

[... Damn, what a sword user. It's like our Samurai.]

"Hmm? Well, I'm a weapon. But I can use it, because I'm best at swords. We can afford this."