Maou no Hajimekata

"Sarnak... is the ruler of this lowest layer, called the 'Shield of Steel'"

Tell me what I know about my Lord.

Naggia, so commanded, cut out.

"" The Steel Shield "?

"From what I've seen, I'm talking about a skill called 'Physical Attack Disabled'. Every attack will never make sense to him."

She was surprised that the 'appraisal' was played by Oulu. In other words, there is usually no such skill as inhibiting 'appraisal', nor is it noticed that you 'appraised' your opponent in the first place.

Naturally, therefore, Nagya had appraised Sarnak's abilities. On top of that, he realized he was no match for him, and he was spoiled for his position as a slave.

"Hmm...... so?

"'So"?... Er... and a great swordsman. His "sword moves" level is five. "

Oulu recalls whether Nagya was indeed two. I know it probably means the bigger the numbers, but I wasn't sure about the criteria.

When comparing pure sword technology, for example, I have heard that the worst of the three are Eunice, Naja, and Hodeli. But if you actually fight, it's Eunice who wins. Because prior to technology, there are significant differences in the physical abilities of the vegetables.

In other words, it was Oulu's feeling that strength was not something that could be compared by a single number alone. But it doesn't seem to be the case for Nagya.

"Um. So?

"So that's what happened just now!? What does Master Oulu want to know?

"What..."

Oulu glanced down slightly and saw Floro dragged by the drag as he made sure to cling to his hips.

"This is why he's pulling me off so much."

"That... you must be worried about Master Oulu. Sarnak is a ruthless and unforgiving man. I don't think you'll be safe."

Well, I can see that somewhat at at a time when I'm using a woman like Nagya.

"Oul, no......! No attack will pass on Sarnak's" Steel Shield ". There's no way you can win......!

"I agree with you on that. I understand that Master Oulu is the owner of a bottomless force, but everything is pointless in front of Sarnak."

I roared Oulhaum to the two of them who said with their mouths together.

"Don't you have any other ability to highlight it?

Physical attack disabled. Steel shield.

I guess I wouldn't know if I didn't test the detailed effect, but the impression Oul felt from the word was that it was terribly incomplete.

I guess purposefully articulating it as a physical attack means that non-physical attacks work.

Steel is certainly a hard and tough metal, but it can never be destroyed.

In the first place, the shield itself has the nature of having to be actively handled against an attack.

That was far from what Oulu thought was' invincible '.

At least there seems to be a lot of gaps compared to the existence that Oul has dealt with so far: 'immortality', 'immortality' or 'omnipotence'.

"Invincible shield and sword moves. I think that's more than enough horrible..."

As bewildered, Naggia. She is commanded beforehand not to falsely or conceal anything. I guess that really means I don't have any more abilities.

"Well, then that's fine"

Whether it's true or not, it can't be a reason to be cautious for Oulu.

"Let's move to business."

Just do what you decide, solemnly.

"A business deal?

Sitting deep in a leather chair and gazing at the frigid smell, Sarnak was a beautiful man.

Glossy blonde hair and smooth nose muscles were all seen as women, but from a firmly muscled, tall body and sharp eyes, I am rather strongly impressed with rigour.

Around him were numerous servitudes of unmanned races, such as those with horns, those with wings, and those covered in deep hairs, like Floro, but Sarnak himself seemed to be a pure human being, without horns, wings, scales or tails.

"Oh. 'Steel Shield' I brought Sarnak the substitute he deserved"

Oul, who singled into the international large room where he lived, said so and removed a block of stone about the size of his palm from his nostrils.

"... what, what's that?

Dark gray cube with blue and white glowing lines running. I don't even know what it will do. Besides, Sarnak openly asks, losing interest.

"Right... stonewall armor, shall I call it"

It was a dungeon cube. With a word that doesn't have the word dungeon, Oulu twists out the name.

"Stone walls!?

As soon as he gave his name, Sarnak rose out of his chair and embarked on himself.

"Oh. Attack me."

While somewhat bewildered by that rapid reaction, Oul tells him so with the dungeon cube in his palm. At the next moment, a stone wall appeared in Oulu's throat and a spark scattered.

"Hmm..."

Up, down, left, right, diagonal, front. The unseen labyrinth of the dungeon cube (La Burinthos) prevents a slaughter that is scattered as it continues to stand and cannot even be seen in the eyes of Oulu.

"Do you still want to prevent this...!

Sarnak in an excited way. With that said, his sword speed grew more and more. At the moment of prevention, the stone wall stretches from the cube held by the oul. I guess I'm trying to figure out how fast the defense will stop in time.

But it was a futile attempt. Because the stone walls just look (...) and (...) y (...) ru (...) as if they were materialized the moment they were prevented, and they actually exist there before they were prevented.

But still, fast. The countless slaughters were released before the materialization of the stone wall disappeared, leaving Oul almost like he was covered with stone walls all over his body.

"I didn't know you were going to beat this slaughter of mine...! This is apparently real!

Sarnak said in an excited way, chin, and make a noise, putting the sword in his sheath.

"Slashing isn't the only thing this' armor 'can prevent. It protects itself from non-physical threats such as flames and poisons."

"Hmm? Really?"

But Sarnak did not respond to Oulu's explanation. I thought it would be worth enough information if his abilities really meant disabling only physical attacks, but Oul twists his inner neck.

"I want you to trade this for Floro's eyes that you received from Naggia"

"Oh, I don't mind - and I just wanted to say, before I do, I need to ask you one thing."

Sarnak pointed his sharp gaze at Oulu and asked.

"Is that something I can use too?

Oulu can't help but notice that he's about to open his eyes.

"Available. Well, it may take some training"

You can't lie here. Because if we curse like Nagya, the deal itself needs to be fair.

"Some training...? How many years does it take for me to do that?

Sarnak cuts deeper into it.

"It also depends on personal qualities. I don't know what you're capable of, so I can't tell you exactly..."

Oulu has one of the best magic manipulation abilities in the world and has devoted much of his life to making labyrinths. Dungeon Cube is a magic tool that can be manipulated because he is like that. I mean, you need to work up to the same area as him in order to fully use it...

"It'll take seventy years."

It was certain that it would take longer than he had ever spent in his life.

"Ha! Seventy years! This is another hell of an attempt to sell something, isn't it?

Aside from being angry at Oulu's words, Sarnak made him laugh delightfully.

The question is too deadly, Oul thinks. They show us the utterly unknown tools, they nurse it as manipulative, and they also confirm it by the specific deadline. That was well beyond Oulu's assumptions.

There's no way you can see the dungeon cube in the first place and tell it's "something you manipulate yourself." The part where Oul prevented Sarnak from slashing was automatic, because he didn't do any manipulation.

But whatever the reason for realizing it, this will not make a deal on boulders. I have to think of another hand.

"Fine. Business is over. Bring your eyes."

So I said to Sarnak, Oul was stunned.

From the box carried by one of the slaves, Sarnak takes the stone out.

It was a pitch-black stone, just like Floro's eyes. It's not like Oul's magic defense, which was a sphere, or his language skills, which were like quartz's primary stone. Beautifully cut, jewel-like stone.

"Sora. This is the eye."

Sarnak receives a dungeon cube from Oulu and throws his eyes at him unconstitutionally. Oul's right arm, which took it, slipped and fell.

"... what are you going to do"

At the right arm where the tip is cut off from the elbow and rolled to the ground, Oul asks in a low voice.

"The business talks are over, aren't they?

Sarnak replied, flashing a sword that was red and wet in the blood and showing a grin.

It's time for robbery.