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

We were sent from the Count's residence to the Adventurers' Guild, where we asked the Adventurers' Guild to call Anna and the Commercial Guild to distribute the rewards of the Bandit Crusade. The location is the waiting corner of the Adventurers Guild. The three idiots involved in the first day are not here today. Are you seriously ripe for a favor?

The reward paid by the Alliance was two large gold coins, but they collapsed into 20 gold coins for easy distribution. But in the step of distributing, Mr. Vincent,

"Because I didn't do anything about that.

I have said and solidified. Anna and the others,

"I'll take what I can get. Because we're not blessed enough to say such luxury.

Even so, I only received 6 gold coins for 4 people combined.

"If you mean to pay for the work you've done, you still get too much of this. You didn't fight, but you got crusade points.

And there was a tsunami, but there must have been something there. It's half the amount, so I hope I can rub it in the distribution. I split the rest between me and the village chief.

Then the village chief ordered the nomination request from the guild, and I took it and it was dissolved that day. Anna and the others took another day off, and Vincent said the village chief was headed to raise supplies to take home to the village in preparation for the stall where he would bake Dantes (barbecue).

The village chief's shopping was going to take all of tomorrow, so the departure to the village took place the day after tomorrow. That's going to be quite a lot. Looks light for about two carriages. We need to make a way to transport large quantities.

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Back at the inn, Christella was just about to wake up. The time is just around noon.

I didn't have time for breakfast this morning so I thought I'd lightly put something in my stomach and bought a bunch of stuff at the stall on my way home. 'Lightly' is basically the custom in this country of eating only two meals a day, morning and evening. If I eat now, I won't be able to get dinner prepared at the inn.

What I bought was some kind of skewer of meat and some kind of bread like a coupe (Coppe-pan-sized French bread), fruit water in a leopard-like container. There are all two servings. 'You can't let a slave eat without his husband!' Or something like that, because Cristella didn't eat breakfast either. You're oddly disciplined.

"Me, I've never eaten without a dish!

I don't know which one is the child when I see them sparkling my eyes, etc. No, my contents are Osama.

"I'll talk about it while I eat because I have a lot of decisions to make and things to do. Sit at the table.

"Yes, Master Beat.

That's what I say. I sit across from the round table that I have in my room for you.

It seems that slaves and husbands don't usually eat at the same table together in this country, but it's just a hassle, so we eat the same food together. That's what I decided yesterday at dinner.

"First, the day after tomorrow, I was to travel to a pioneering village in the south. Guard the village chief and the children. They took the form of a nomination request, so you'll get a point of escort.

Talk while eating skewers. It's a little stiff but looks like pork. Could be pork (oak) meat. The flavouring is only salt, but combined with the sweetness of the fat of the meat itself, it has a deep flavour.

"Well, that's your first request! Dantes' pioneering village is where Beat was born and raised! Looking forward to it!

"Yeah, it's a good place. The potatoes are delicious.

Cristella also opens her mouth small and eats ham grilled skewers. It's kind of like a small animal. Chestnuts and rabbits?

"But it's a little far away, 'cause we're going to travel by unusual means. It's a request to be as fast as possible.

"What is it? Isn't that a carriage?

The trick of tilting the little neck is increasingly like a small animal. I finish my first bottle and rinse my mouth off with fruit water. I don't know what the fruit is, but it has a refreshing citrus-like aroma and acidity. The sweetness is quite modest, but just fine because it doesn't interfere with the food.

"I don't need to say anything else about what I'm about to say.

"Ngu, wow, I get it.

Let me release a little magic to create a pseudo-intimidating feeling. If you don't have as much experience as a village chief, you can't be intimidated. Grow up fast.

As per the prospect, anticipate that Cristella has stopped eating temporarily and concentrated on this one, and continue the conversation.

"First, the first. I'm a wizard.

That's what I say and I float the ball on the table. It's a fake crystal ball with a weak light source inside, which I showed you in the village. That's surprisingly a lot of appearances, this. No, I'm just saying this is the only one that's affordable.

"Huh... Huh?

Cristella looks at the fake crystal ball and it's solidifying.

"Maybe it'll be intrinsic magic, but I call it planar magic. It's magic that creates and moves things. Now we're going to build a ride and move it.

Show fake crystal balls by moving them to 8 letters. I'm not really just going to create it and move it, but I'm not going to explain it because I don't think you can understand the details.

"Yep... yep!?

Cristella returns from the freeze, kicks the chair down and gets up. Seems pretty surprised.

"Heh, I've heard that even civilians rarely produce wizards, but this is the first time I've actually met you. Besides, I can't believe that's my husband as a child...

"Yeah, sounds like it. But I don't want to be surrounded by nobility and country. Maybe I won't be able to adventure. So this is a secret.

"Wow, I get it. I'll keep this in my chest and lock it up.

That's what I said and put my right hand on my chest.... Yeah, I'm not wearing a jacket right now, so I know how big it is. If it's just a little smaller... no, I'm not going to say anything.

I see Cristella sitting back in her chair, reaching for the bread. It's harder on the outside but a little softer on the inside than I was eating in the village. When it peels, only the hard outside peels off. It's like fried bread. The taste is better than the village stuff for the right amount of salt. After all, it's just the main shock of shipping, and I guess it's easy to secure salt. As much as I envy you.

"Second eye, then. Actually, I'm an ex-slave.

"Huh?... Huh!?

Cristella kicks the chair down again and gets up. Standing, sitting, busy.

"Oh, that's impossible! Like me, I've never heard of anyone who can use magic fall into slavery, but slaves can use magic!

Why? I'm right in front of you.

"Why... well, that's common sense!

"Common sense is Christella's, common sense in the king's capital, right? Isn't it just that common sense didn't work in Pioneering Village?

"Oh, that's... ugh...

Continue talking to Christella, who sits in a chair like a broken chair.

"Because we're adventurers, I think we're going to dive into demons and dungeons. I mean, I want to dive. But it's not our world, it's the world of demons, so I don't think our common sense works. Common sense may get in the way and put you in crisis. So, I guess we need to have adventurers but take it as it is and make a decision according to the circumstances, don't you think?

Something smelled like preaching, but it's just the right opportunity, so I said it.

It was also in my previous life. The CG designer's job is OK if it turns out to be more than I assumed, and I don't care what the means (if not illegal) was to do for it. Paper or digital, but photo capture. However, because I am a 3D designer, I have to make all of them in 3D, and vice versa, many people assume that I have to make all of them in 2D tools. Even though they say that combining them makes it easy and fast.

When I became chief and had a subordinate, my first job was to destroy that assumption. Folders were shared with multiple tools and the work results were configured to reflect each other to actually create and show data in front of them. Don't feel like it was a long time ago.

Returning from a short recap, Cristella was staring at this one with her sparkling eyes.

"Wonderful, wonderful, Master Beat! I'm impressed. Wow! That deep insight and thoughts! Weighted Words! Earlier, I told you there was no such thing as an ex-slave, but Master Beat is still not a slave! No, I will not sit with you if you end up in slavery! With that youthfulness, that wisdom! I was just convinced that I would become an adult standing on this country's back! Oh, I'm still lucky! Please leave me beside you for the rest of my life, Master Beat!

"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah?

"Oh, how lovely!... a former slave and a former Marquis Lady... from a fellow traveler. How long will you two be... and..."

Oh, come on, something's turned on. I don't know what kind of paranoia you are, but I stared into the void with my eyes sparkling and started saying bumps. There's a word for dreaming maiden, but it's a little creepy how many beautiful girls are delayed (fumbled) by paranoia. Let's get you back early.

"Cristella? Hey, come back.

"And the two of you... I'm in the right room..."

"Hey, hello?

"A vast possession... with the adorable children... yes, and I apologize, for what I did.

Cristella leans bright red in her face and comes apologizing. I thought I heard something unseen to myself, but let's dare go through here. The snake is about to come out when it bursts. The big one.

I'm happy to feel it, but it's still early, too early. I'm only seven years old.

"So, I don't have plans for a day tomorrow, so I'm going to do some magic training for Christella in the nearby woods, okay?

"Is my magic...? But my balance magic...

Cristella sank, as if the rise to earlier was a lie. I guess I've never had a busy evaluation before. But if I'm right, that balance magic will turn. It's Q-taro the Great.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it. I'm sure that balance magic makes Cristella a first-rate adventurer.

I smile and wink and try to thumb it up. This kind of thing is about momentum and atmosphere. Makes you think it's going to be okay. I didn't know the chief experience in a previous life would live in a place like this. You're not wasting your life. It's over once though.

"... Yes, thank you, Master Beat.

A little weak, but Cristella returned to smile. All right, all right, so will you coach me in the mood tomorrow? Just some sergeant!

Though it might be ke-o-o-o-o-o, not heart--o-o.