Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic (WEB Version)

Now, when I say get ready for the trip, I only have as much to take with me as I get dressed. I'm a slave in the first place, so I have very little personal belongings. When I realized I didn't have the luggage to pack, I was so out of hand. That's when my dad talked to me.

"Beat, we need to talk.

Well, I suppose so. I have a lot to talk about because my own kid, who's not even 10, wants to be on his own. The last four days have also been the time for that.

"Yeah, what?

"Beat, the... that... there you go...

Rarely is my father staring. I guess I can't find a word on the boulder. The last few days have been a series of amazing things. Candlestick (mainly because of me), I can't help but sort out my feelings.

"Dad...

"Beat... you know, I need to be clear.

Looks like I've got my feelings sorted out. He's staring straight at me.

"Dad, I...

"Beat!"

"Dad!"

"Beat, I want you to tell me how magical it is!

... Yes?

"Hey, your magic was amazing. With the guy who runs piompion through that sky or the guy who gallivates the trees? Oh, I'm just so excited for not being old enough.

Um?

"Guys, if my son is a wizard, I was wondering if you might as well? I wanted to know how to use magic.

Dad, are you... no, were you originally like this? I've never seen my dad look dark. I'm often in a hurry or trouble. And I'm looking at you sparkling my eyes from behind that father. Mom, is that you?... something already...,

"It's ruined!

Ever since I was reincarnated, I thought I had a pretty positive personality, but that seemed to be the blood of these two.

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Eventually, in the four days leading up to departure, he was to give magical gestures to a few villagers below the village head. Nevertheless, I'm not exactly logically using magic either. Speaking of what I can tell you, the magic around Tanda? enough to make you aware.

That's what I thought...

"Oh, this is so awesome! So easy to cage!

"You can also hold pickle stones with one hand. This is so convenient.

Oh, my God, on the third day, my father and mother were able to use physical enhancement. I can't seem to release it as magic, but I can feel and manipulate it. It's gone.

Weren't slaves incapable of using magic?

Let's give up a hundred steps and Dad will be an ant. Loved and corrected by the goddess because he's a handsome and all kinds of deadbeat guy? Or something, even if the magic could be used, I can be convinced. Shit, this is why you're so handsome!

But tell me what it is, but your mother is a normal person. I have affection, but I'm not particularly beautiful, and I don't have a superhuman stunt. At best, enough to make ketchup and BBQ sauce from my awkward description, enough to get my cooking arm up? That much would be in the category of a regular person.

The fact that that mother can manipulate magic (whether or not she can be expressed as magic) is that not everyone in this world actually has the qualities of a wizard? Just not realizing.

"You're surprised... is this something separate from magic? No, the environment is affecting you?

"... now that I'm around, can I use it?

The village chief seemed unexpected, too. Not now, though. Anyway, the common sense that 'slaves can't use magic' is already a story of the past.

However, the impact of the environment may be a good focus. The fact that there are people who use magic can only have some influence around them. For example, it is well thought that the diffusion of elaborate magic to the surrounding area increases the density of the magic element in space, which affects the surrounding human being.

That explains how easy it is for the nobles to have wizards. Being able to use magic is a big advantage in living. It is not surprising that the result of its emergence is aristocracy. And its surroundings would have been full of magic vegetables. It is not surprising that the family that would have been closest to him would have awakened as a wizard under the influence. Like my current father and mother. Even unintentionally, it takes over with cotton.

Well, it's the hole in this theory that doesn't explain why I can use magic.

"That's the thing. I still don't know if that's just you and your kids, or if it affects the whole village.

Hmm, that's right. It just so happens that two people can use it fast, and the other villagers might be able to use it sometime. We need to follow up.

"Anyway, now you've got one less concern while you're away from the village. I think I can handle a demon coming out.

"Right, but I'll hunt for nearby demons just in case.

"... well, please. The Demon Stone can be yours. Let meat and ingredients be used in the village.

The village chief said with a slightly difficult face, it must be complicated to ask a child who is not even 10 years old. I understand.

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Less than a day before we left, there were more than 30 monsters we hunted. Most of them were big monkeys not very suitable for edible use, but the oak and giant horn delighted everyone. Big monkeys say that when they peel, they get dried meat with plenty of spices. You eat it for once.

In the end, only Dad and Mom could remember to strengthen their bodies in the last four days. He plans to increase the number of people his father can mentor and use in the future. When the village chief can use it on the itinerary to Bordersetz, they'll instruct the two of us when we get back to the village. I'm worried about my sensationalist father alone.

"Beat, watch your body. You can come home whenever it's hard.

"Mom, I'm fine with the beat. You're not our kids.

"Yes, ma'am. I'm going to be a strong adventurer like the village chief, and I'm going to come back to this village.

"Beat ooh!"

Cuddle up with your mother in front of the only gate in the village and finish your trip goodbye. Dad also wears it as he sips his nose.

If you think it's going to be the same as usual in the last few days when you say it's going to be a breakup, then apparently, 'I didn't want to think about it, so I did what I always do'. You're clumsy, both of you. I don't like being damp either, so thank God.

"Then I'm coming!

Striving to brighten up, he waves and runs toward the carriage. For some reason, Anna and Ursula seemed to be crying, but I run over to the village chief, pretending not to notice. It's an adult consideration.

"Is that enough?

"Yeah, let's go, village chief!

Even though the village chief looks like a nookin, he can turn his head and be attentive. If I leave it to you, this village is safe. I can travel without the worry of my hindsight.

So only a little lonely. Just a little.

"All right, Vincent, let me out. Let's go!"

"Yes!"

The carriage moves out because of the swinging sound of the reins.

The beginning of my journey, the world I haven't seen yet, the beginning of my adventure!