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

"My brother... no, dear Aristotle, you're safe."

"Stella... are you sure it's Stella?... Oh, my God, I can't believe there's such a coincidence!

It's an act of reunion between Cristella, who welcomed me back at the harbor, and Aristotle, who got off a landed ship.

No, I won't tell you because it's wild to water an inspiring reunion, but it's not a coincidence, is it? Because it is a reunion that has been made possible.

"I am now a slave to Associate Baron Faith. We're doing a lot better."

"Beep!? Lord Beat, is it true that you are my sister's master?"

"Yeah, I went to the Border Sets slave shop and bought it as a gift."

"Oh my God... I appreciate the hundreds of you helping me and being disrespectful in making such an offer! Could you please let my sister go and do it!? I will do whatever I can to thank you!

Hmm, Mr. Aristotle seems pretty much my sister. My fingers hurt eating into my grabbed shoulder. But you can't, if the next Marquis and I say 'as much as you want'. Well, I guess that means you care about your sister.

"Dear Aristotle, that's not true. I serve Lord Beat of my own free will. Instead, I'm asking you to put it beside me."

"Son!? Why, Stella! Father would convince me to come home with you to Sun Palace!

"No, Master Aristotle. I, now your father... thank the Marquis. Because the Marquis sold me to a slave trader, so I met Beat."

"Why did you get there! Sure Lord Beat may be a young but brilliant wizard...... yeah? Hmm. No, isn't that bad?

Oh? I was watching, and the wind has changed. Mr. Aristotle pinched his jaw with his finger and thought. My eyes are getting a little sharp.

"Bumps (it's not bad to be able to connect with a good, futuristic wizard... that magic of flying in the sky is powerful. Power relations can change when taken in by other nobles. Perhaps it would be in your interest to keep your sister beside you and get intimate. I wondered what I would do when I heard that my relationship with His Royal Highness Brandon had been cut off... but there were no other dignified aristocrats, so I could insure the emerging forces... Fortunately, I was able to connect with you on this request, and you should maintain a good relationship...)"

No, maybe I'm talking to myself, 'cause I hear everything, right? Physical enhancement also improves hearing, right?

He was my sister's brother at first, but he's become the Marquis Hugo man from the middle of nowhere. Is this talent education, nobleman scared?

"Right, okay. I won't say anything more if Stella decides to. I'll tell your father from me."

"Thank you, Master Aristotle! I bet that's what you said!

"Hahaha, I don't mind 'brother' as I used to. It doesn't make any difference to be brothers and sisters when you change your identity."

"Yes, brother!

Whoa... I just need to hear the conversation, but it only sounds like an intention because I heard Aristotle talking to herself! I guess this is all the aristocracy with history. I don't want to get involved.

Cristella doesn't have a back table, so I'm sure she couldn't live in a world like this. Maybe I've settled somewhere to calm down.

"Regards, Lord Beat, about your sister."

"... Hi"

All I can say is hi!

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"Did you pick it up again? Really, if you're alone, don't pick something up and come home."

"It's the usual thing. It's pointless to worry about."

"... Kikka has also been picked up by young people"

"Ugh, I didn't have one when we were there! Ouch! Ouch!

"Much the same, eh?

"Oh, ugh"

"Nevertheless, Seylane can be laid with eggs, can't she? I've never heard of it before."

We left the surviving sailors and Aristotle to the Knights, and we came back to the inn. They're renting out. They're all assembling in the big room. Yes, all of them.

We're all used to it. It doesn't make any noise when I pick up the demon.

Sure, I may often pick up demons when I go to the demonic realm alone. Woo Ri, John Ri. If you pick it up at this rate, sooner or later it's going to be a demonic kingdom, not an animal kingdom, around John in the Great Forest. I think I'm a "neck hunting rat" myself. If you're a demon kingdom, am I the demon king? What about rats being demon kings? Looks weaker than slime, doesn't it?

This time it's an egg. Seylan eggs. I brought home one Seylane in the nest who was protecting her for the rest of her life because she seemed interesting. I couldn't help it. This egg is a corner, so I'm going to hatch it and turn it into an obedient demon. Flying demons have romance. The romance flies away.

But here's one problem. If you're reptile, you can leave it alone, but Seylan's eggs probably won't hatch unless you warm them up. It's a hard-shelled bird-based egg. In fact, I thought my mother and Sai Lane had been warming up.

Nevertheless, we have to go away for a little while, which is also expected to be quite disturbing. Blah, I'm going to go to Kagan, the capital of Nolan, and I'm going to bust the crap out of Nolan with the three sects. It will be a journey of desolation. So I can't warm it up slowly.

With regard to Aristotle's search request, he contacted the Marquis Hugo family through his guild to confirm his identity. If it's true, I have to go to the Marquis house to report it by May of the request deadline, but I got some respite for sending it to him when he's feeling better. Anyway, Aristotle just returned from a three-month-old survival. Fatigue builds up even when she looks fine. I need rest. The Marquis doesn't have to rush if he's found alive.

So we're going to use that grace period that Mr. Aristotle is resting on to bust the Three Sects. I think this is the real deal. The search followed.

"So keep warm instead while we're out. I don't think it'll take ten days, so I'll be back by the time I hatch."

"Yes, I get it, I get it. Take turns, keep it firm, warm, keep it."

"… (Kokukoku)"

"I won't break it, I'll work hard"

"I was entrusted with my first job. I'll do my best."

Four people who leave them in the inn respond with their own words and movements.

These four are the children who have rescued from Noran's Pirate Governor. Finally recovered to the point where I could move normally.

It was the four of us and the only boy, Basil, who replied in cut words. Dog-based beast man with cute dripping ears in flax colored hair. Imaginarily, I guess the Golden Retriever. He's a friendly looking boy with about a second and a half pieces, although he doesn't even go with a sweet, beautiful boy. The future will be hot.

He's ten years old, and he's two years older than me. The oldest of these four, which means they are in a position like a compiler. It's tough for a boy to put a girl together, huh? Hang in there.

Under the influence of being abused by the Pirate Governor, he's still a little hard to speak, and the language he speaks runs out. I hope it heals soon.

Hiding behind that basil and nodding is Lily, Basil's sister. He's still a dog beast with drooling ears, and his white, long hair looks like marchee. At the age of eight, small things go hand in hand, what a craving for asylum. But you're freaking out and hardening when you try to stroke your head. This is also the effect of the pirate governor's abuse. Damn, I just find it distorting to abuse such a cute creature.

I'm simply frightened not to speak a word. It's not like I can't talk. So far, only my brothers Basil and Anya can talk to me. I envy you. You'll talk to me, too, when your heart wounds heal. Until then, patience.

Sarasa, a normal human race, is the only one who speaks words. She is a nine-year-old girl with dark hair and dark eyes. It's like a Ichimatsu doll making it okapa with a front-haired patten, which kind of reminds me of Japan.

This kid had the worst debilitation when he rescued him. If I were three more days late, I might not have had a life. Anything, he couldn't get a meal at work because he thought his eyes were rebellious. Sure, I have a habit of staring upwards with a little nagging additions, but I think I can taste it. Character and Grade B cuisine taste better with dark flavors.

A bit unique in the way you speak is also the human race Kirara, nine years old. My hair is orange like carrots and pretty curly. I twin tail my hair like that natural Sovereign with the left and right of my head. It's Kiri-O Mi Mi Ka. I blush my face a lot and it feels exactly like I said a carrot daughter. I feel like Cara is the best of the four. But whatever she looks and talks about, she's a normal girl with all the contents. He was most eager to pick clothes from Wangdu Souvenirs. Fashion monster.

It feels like this kid is recovering most mentally and physically, but he still wakes up screaming in the middle of the night. It usually hurts just honest and bright kids.

All but these four, the two brothers and sisters of the Beast, are from different villages, but none of the villages were burned by Noran soldiers, and all of their families were killed, and they have no place to go or anyone to rely on. An orphan.

And there are no orphanages in this country. Orphans are immediately taken over by slave traders and sold after they have received a basic education.

It's not worth the help if you freed yourself from illegal slavery at the corner, but made it into slavery again, albeit legally. So I decided to hire them as servants. Instead of taking care of my life, I'm going to ask you to take on some fine chores. You're the one with the youngest son, the youngest. Sooner or later I'm going to take him to Dorton's Hall and leave it to him to manage there.

They also seemed anxious about their future lives and came on board without getting lost in my suggestion. Sometimes it seemed like the suggestion of a benefactor who freed us from illegal slavery.

Yes, these kids were illegal slaves. There were no contract marks anywhere in that body. Their bodies and minds were not constrained by the Reebra, god of law and commerce, but bound by violence and iron chains. Just like the black slaves before the nineteenth century.

Apparently tying a child in a contract that has been unfairly abridged was an unforgivable act, even as a god of law and commerce. Unlike in previous life, God in this world is just. Do not discriminate by birth or faith. It's just there as order.

So their identities are civilians, not slaves. I'll pay you right and hire you. Well, I'm paying my slaves right, too. Cheap though.

Their first job is to take care of the eggs.... Well, normal servants don't do the job, but it wouldn't be strange to think of it as caring for dogs and horses. Demons, though.

"I don't think anyone's gonna choke us out in this West Town, but if we get tangled up, we're gonna run into the Adventurer's Guild, right? I don't think they're coming anymore, but even when the pirates do. Besides, it's still cold at night, so when you go to bed, wear a blanket and go to sleep properly. The innkeeper is given twenty days' accommodation and meals in advance, so he should eat the rice properly. If you need anything, you're gonna buy it for the dime I gave you? Don't waste it. And then..."

"It's a long time! Don't you dare!

I got stuck in Kikka. 'Cause you're worried? You're just a kid, aren't you? You were dying a while back, weren't you?

"Master Beat is really, really child-friendly."

"I'm just a kid myself."

"Ugh, yeah. You're just a kid."

I don't think so. It's normal, normal. He just wants his kids to be healthy and laugh and play. I'm a guardian, so I guess it's natural to bake care of him.

And Luca, my eyes are going downstairs. You can't help it if that's where you're still a kid, because you haven't got a secondary trait yet.

"I'm glad you're worried. Sir, it's, like, your father."

"stroke, good"

"… (Kokukoku)"

"I don't think you're very old. I knew people who could be younger and become associate barons would be different."

Dad, hey. Instead of kids in my last life, I wasn't even married. I used to have her, but it didn't last very long. I didn't feel the need to get married in the first place.

There was a convenience store lunch box, a retort for meals, a cleaning robot, and a fully automatic laundry dryer for laundry, so the chores weren't a problem at all, and there are shops and delights for those living at night. Well, the store was taken by a senior at the company. I never called for a delivery once.

I wasn't even a famous house like I had to marry and make a trail, and I didn't have a family business I had to inherit.

I just got married and the child to be born looks pathetic, as my parents' annual income almost determines my future. No dreams, no hope. Wouldn't there be more hope in this world where you can still stand up with your strength? Though there are many lives at stake.

"Then get ready tomorrow and we'll leave the day after tomorrow. Everybody, no problem."

"" "" "" Hi!

It's time to finally board the pirate home. Not some gal, but north!... but it's not summer vacation.