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

Eliminate the two soldiers at the entrance first.

They just entrust me with the security of the building, and I think I'm pretty good at it. I keep my eyes open to my surroundings without alarm. Except you don't seem to see the top of yourself.

The human field of view is wide left and right and not very wide up and down. Especially the upward direction is difficult to see and the consciousness is difficult to orient. Because that's what the eye structure looks like. "It's dark beneath the lamp," but the real blind spot can be over your head. As a designer, it is one of the non-essential but useful knowledge. I didn't think it was going to help with the ambush.

Me and Anya traveled to the top of them on the skywalk. Eye to eye and signal, jumping off at the same time.

Each landed behind a soldier, immediately blocking the soldier's mouth, I sword, Anya scratches and slashes the soldier's throat with a knife. That's about the same time.

Anya, too, has quite an assassin on the board. Handy.... Is that okay?

I don't know if these guys were involved in piracy or girl abuse, but if you're a soldier, you can't help but get killed. A soldier is a job of killing and dying. The place of death is not necessarily a battlefield.

Speaking of which, in the days of Showa, you said something about a salaried man called a 'corporate warrior'. I used to think it might be a little cool, but that actually meant 'work till you die for the company'. What a black word. I'm glad I got a job in Heisei Era. No, you mean I was a corporate warrior, too, because I ended up dead doing too much work. Never be a salarier again.

Call everyone who had refrained by the wall, and gather them at the entrance of the hall.

I can keep breaking in, but there are two maids in the way of it. If it gets noisy, it can be a hassle. or so, I can feel a little drawn to eliminating it without question. Those two hated the little Governor Fat. That alone gives me a sense of intimacy. Let's ask Kikka for that one here.

Surround the hallway where the maids are, leaving one spot behind and flat. From that open spot, the Kikka wind magic drains the air. Yeah, every decompression trap. It'll be a little painful, but there's no other way to take consciousness without letting it die. I don't have any sleeping pills, and if it's my kill, I'm in danger of dying of shock. I can't believe you passed out in "Neck Tongue".

Using planar magic, you could even fly through the sky or drink out the water in the lake. But unfortunately, this is the best I can do now. I can get flowers and flags out, though.

So much so that the two maids lost consciousness. Release the plane surrounding the room, surround the new upstairs to the top (...) and disconnect it from the building, gently unloading it into the garden. Only the ground floor part without a roof remains. You've seen this before in some ruins. It's all about the monitor. Was it Pompeii?

"How sweet is it to warm up to that guy's family?

"Yes, a parent's sin is a family atonement."

In the Kako world of kingdom, it is customary for parents' sins to be applied in unison up to the point of involvement. Even in the world of previous life, this was the case until modern times, whether western or western. In the light of that law, it would be natural for the little fat daughter-in-law and children to be disposed of as well.

Nevertheless, I do not believe that the child was involved in piracy or abuse. My daughter-in-law would have known, most likely, but if I disposed of it, one child would be left behind. That looks pathetic for a boulder. I don't think the kid's guilty. Am I still sweet? I mean, I'm dying this world, but I guess I still have the ethics of my past life.

"If you do sin reckoning just by living and dying, people will soon be gone. I can't help it, but it's more productive to live and make amends."

"But that leaves a grudge?... Well yeah, they don't know who you are. If Beat Han says so, then so be it."

"I understand that. I'll follow Mr. Beat's decision."

"Too bad."

"Oh, I can't help it."

"Boy is sweet"

"... but I like it there"

I try to make fun of it for a reason that seems like it, but no one fooled me. It's sweet, I knew it. At least there's no doubt that ethics in this world, or values, are uneven. We need to be careful not to get stuck on our feet because of this.

Break into the interior of the hall with dignity from the front door and proceed without hesitation to the basement entrance in the back. I've already checked with the camera, so I'm just getting an idea of the interval. There's no one in the way.

The lock that is tightly closing the door to the stairway entrance turns into a light iron scrap with a flash of my swordfish reinforced in the plane. Iron Sword Slash, no. Iron Sword Slash. I slashed something boring again.

The lock on the door under the stairs is similarly slashed and steps into the hallway leading to the dungeon. As soon as possible, the irritant smell gets a nose.

"Ugh, this is so tight"

"My nose bends!

"It smells terrible. We need to get him out of here quickly."

It smells like blood, sweat, dirt, mold mixed and rotten, nauseating. Zombies may smell like this. Such a stench.

Samantha holds her mouth down with her hands, and Cristella also takes out a handkerchief to cover her nose. Anya has tear eyes, and so does everyone else. I sneeze at the intensity of too many stimuli, such as Woo. The camera doesn't know what it smells like. I didn't think it was this bad.

"Guys, wait a minute."

Make two pipes in a plane and stretch their ends out of the hall. Install the opposite end at the end of the hallway and attach the propeller to its tip.

Turning one propeller, the captured outside air builds momentum from the tip of the pipe. Turning the other propeller, this one is sucked into the pipe in reverse. I mean, I tried to create a simple ventilation mechanism.

The smell faded in a few minutes and I managed to get it inside. All right, let's go in! Run to the back of the hallway, in front of the cabin.

In the left and right quarters of the rampage, they were each imprisoned. Four in total. He sees us breaking in all of a sudden, hardening himself, turning a frightened gaze. They're all pretty debilitated, but they still seem to be conscious.

"It's okay, I'm here to help."

Turn the plaid of the barn, assembled in thick wood, into an end material with a sword. Step further into the back of the barn and also slash the chains that are tying them to this inferior environment. This evening's iron slaughter sword is a different flavor. I usually only kill demons.

One of the girls loses her mind if she's relieved that the things that bind us have been removed. Another girl to shelter it...... is that it? This girl, she's not a girl. Only this kid is a boy. Besides...

"He's a werewolf beast. And drooling ears are rare."

Yes, this boy and the girl who passed out, they had chemo mimi on them! Labrador-based drooling ears! I didn't notice it because it was dripping and integrated with my hair!

The other two are normal ears. It's attached to the side of my head, and it's not long.

"Please, don't do anything terrible to my sister."

The Beastman boy says so in a faint voice and cut off, covering himself with a faint sister. With that said, I'm shaking a pull. You must be scared, you've been scared. Even from countless body scratches and bruises, that's fine.

Yet you're a child as old as I am, yet you're powerless as I am, and yet you still want to protect your sister. I'm trying to protect my sister with a trembling body.

Akan, this kind of Akan! The back of your nose is going to be a toon! Dogs, kids, tragedies, courage, you can't stand it!!

I hugged both of them. I'm still a kid and I can't get around enough, but I still couldn't help hugging you. I didn't care about the smell. The moment I hugged him, the boy's body trembled in a freak, but I didn't mind the strength.

"Guru, it's okay, though. Helping. Zuzu"

"Ugh, I'm not at ease anymore. Phew!"

"Come on, come on! I'm trying to get you out of here! Wow!"

I haven't cried in a long time, but everyone was crying the same way. Samantha, what a cry. The snot ruined the beauty, but that's fine now. Woo is licking my tears and caring. What a good girl! I'll play for you as long as I want later!

The boy who looked at my tears falling on his own shoulder wondered if he was relieved of my power to hug him or if he smiled a little and lost his mind.

Good luck, leave the rest to your old man!