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

Well, then I thought I'd head over to cover the Cristellas, and a lot of them were already trying to decide.

"Guh!?"

"Damn, you wolf, fast!

"I can't believe the sword doesn't even scratch!

Woo works endlessly. He flirts with the crowd of Kingsguards at speed, accurately identifying gaps in armor and feeding in his fangs. From time to time he swings his soldiers in his arms and stands calmly to avoid being completely besieged.

Um, you can afford it. Big, fast, smart and cute. About my kid being too perfect!

And when it comes to fate, or the real Croix versus the Cristellas...

"Ha, ha. Damn, why can't I hit it!?"

"Oh ho ho, it's like we're not going to talk about it! Our training was more demanding!

"Right! Magic is weak, and I know exactly where you're going!

"Ugh..."

Clois, you were about to cry. No, I already have tears in my eyes.

A large number of Kingsguards were kicked in by one wolf, and their magic didn't make sense to the other. The General of the Pledge of Request has taken a blow and stretched, and General Left has escaped and is not here.

Why is this happening, its eyes complain that it wasn't supposed to be like this? Well, I deserve it.

Clois, point the left hand you stick out at Sister Jasmine.

"Black, your left hand is a bluff! Soil magic will come!

"I see it! You'll find out with your gaze!

When Sister Jasmine flies to the side, the floor of the place she was until a moment ago turns into sand. I see, Clois, can't you unleash magic with a no-look? He said he could avoid it if he was careful at the end of his gaze. Plus, I'm slow to work out my magic. This isn't a phone punch. It's phone magic. I can't help but avoid it at my leisure.

Clois, your magic has stopped. The signs of covering your body are weak. The next time you unleash magic, the magic will drain you and you will lose your mind. You missed your workouts because you were stirred up by all your attributes? You don't have enough Kung Fu.

"Damn, damn it! Why me all the time!

Clois, pull out the knife you raised on your hips. If you have time to build a knife or something, work out your body. Speaking of which, one name has gone from "Yu" to "I". Has the earth come out hunted down?

"I don't know what you're talking about, but you should be responsible for what you do!

"Yes! If you do anything wrong, you eat a genius trick!

"Shut up! I'm the Crown Prince, I'm great! Even magic is now available, and power has financial power! I was already being bullied, not the old me!

Croix, the royal family, were you bullied? Oh, you're talking about a previous life. So it was military or a knife. Because bullies often have a strong interest in blades and guns.

Well, it's not that disturbing, but is the flip of the complex this armed invasion and a series of ploys? I don't know how that feels. But I don't, but I do.

"You got nothing from your own efforts. (Boosh)"

"Huh!?"

Oh, Clois, you're freaking shivering and stiff. Apparently, I've poked a steeple. He pretended not to notice it himself so far, but he pointed it out with a pinpoint. Sorry. I'm sorry.

"" There's a gap!

"Hebhu!?"

Clois, who has stopped moving. Kristela's fine sword jumps up your knife, and Clois, who has become defenseless, captures Sister Jasmine's left-turning kick in the face. You ate the kick, Clois. You fell into the depression three and a half revolutions backwards and stopped moving.

"Black, that was a good kick!

"White had a beautiful sword, too! I fell in love with you!

Um, it was a good move for both of us. At least, it was a better move than all of Jerkin's close guards, who are currently being kicked in by Woo in the progression.

"What do you say, ladies? If you're going to stab me in the stomach, right now?

"... I'll stop. Bee... when you think you've made a cut that you can be with Gray, you don't get as much hatred as you want to kill."

"Atashi's refreshed, that's enough! Now you've punished me a little!

They're both sweet. But I don't hate that sweetness. If you two say that's okay, that's fine. If anything happens, I'll just protect you. Besides, I'm done with this guy.

These guys don't reflect. 'Cause I think it's not me that's bad, it's the world that doesn't get what I want. I don't think I'm bad, so there's no way I'm gonna reflect. If we're going to break the roots of evil, we should stop breathing now. If you don't, you'll sin as many times as you want, I repeat.

In previous life, there was soil where such a guy repeatedly sinned. Because if you pay a legal fine or finish your sentence, you will be deemed (all) to have atoned for the crime, and any villain will be released. There's no better way than not having the skill to see people's minds, but after I got out of jail, every time I saw the news that I had committed a more heinous crime with a recidivism (every time), I felt the limits of justice.

But this world isn't that sweet. If he commits a crime, he is immediately dropped or executed by a slave. There is no mercy for criminals there. I don't think that's tough.

Jerkin's country is rattled because we've been roughed up. This war is definitely a victory for the kingdom. I don't know what's going on with Jerkin's laws, but if the kingdom, the victorious nation, demands it, Jerkin won't be able to refuse to punish you, either, Clois.

But it is the work of the noble village chiefs and kings. So this is the end of our business. I shouldn't be getting any more hands on it.

Woo, who cleaned up all the close guards, is coming too. I look proud with my tail pinned. All right, great!

"Ugh... shit, can we just end up here"

You regained consciousness, Clois, and you wake up with your nosebleeds. What I pulled out with my hand in my nose is a black iron mass - a revolver. I knew you were making it. The muzzle is for the closest sister Jasmine.

"You alone are on the road! Eat!"

A dry firing noise rings three times in a row in a stone hall. And just as many metal sounds as that. No one fell in that shooting.

"Hey, what?

Clois, at the time you got your hands on your nostalgia, I kept Clois flat and isolated around you. Thought maybe there was a suicide bomber. Poached? It was actually the most common shooting in revolvers though.

Lead balls stopped in the plane are deformed and rolled into a slightly disgruntled mushroom shape. At that level of power, my plane can't be torn.

"We know there are guns. It is also within our expectations to be able to miniaturize or magnify it or fire it in tandem. There's no way they won't take care of it, is there?

"Damn!

Mr. Clois, who goes on without punishment and pulls the trigger. But no matter how many shots you shoot, the results won't change. Only lead balls mushrooms will be mass-produced. Poisoned mushrooms that will be addicted if eaten. ○ I don't even eat Rio.

At last, the bullet runs out, and only the beeping and the falling sound of the shooting iron sounds.

"Oh, that's silly...... ah!

When I release the plane, I approach you with a grumpy clois and take the revolver from its right hand. And.

"Whatever the reason, I can't forgive you for trying to shoot the ladies."

I slapped a serious spinning kick into your side head, Clois, and I totally pruned that consciousness. Only this time it's a hometown friendship, and I won't take it to my life. It's not gonna happen again, is it?

Okay, now I've got business to run. Suppose we leave before reinforcements arrive? It's revenge until I get home. Gentlemen, let's go home with care!

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Afterwards, we joined Myship with sea elves heading eastward and stayed overnight at sea near the coast before we safely reached the Kingdom's territorial waters. Hey, it's been a long time... ever. It hasn't been half a month since I got my request in Pioneering Village. I feel like it's been quite a long time in my physical senses, but after all, my child's body may be slow in the flow of time. Always in a petite access-0 burst state.

Stopping at the Ertz River on the border, a Royal Army fort on its eastern bank, the village chief had already returned to the front line. After breaking up with me in Pioneering Village, the village chief was soon traveling, he said. You still think it was two days before you arrived at the fort? The commander is in trouble.

I just want to get home as soon as possible, but I have to report properly to the village chief on the accomplishment of the request. I submitted the evidence, Sister Jasmine, to the village chief.

……

……

The air is heavy. No, I don't use gravity fields. It's just a metaphor. It's not physically heavy. But unphysical forces may be generating. Magic is a force that normally exists in this world, so it's not like that either... Qi or just in case, something like that. I'm an embodied system.

Even if the identity of the mysterious power is unknown, the source is the parent and child sitting opposite each other in the center of the room. That's for sure.

"I know it was an act of thinking about me. I honestly appreciate that."

"Really!? Then!

"But there is too little distinction as a child of nobility. Too much thought. What would have happened without the beat? I'm just glad I had a life this time. You can't even die in the worst case scenario, and as a slave you might have been supposed to live your whole life in defilement, huh?

"Ugh..."

Sister Jasmine is admirably preaching. Well, the rampage was too bad this time. It was a good thing you were safe. In that sense, I might say that Sister Jasmine has (...) after all. It's cheating to have a high real rack.

This is a front-line fort, so the habitability is very low. There is little accommodation, and all the soldiers are sleeping in the courtyard of the fort with a curtain. Only a handful of high-ranking officers can use the bedrooms in one of the few fortifications.

It's one of those high-ranking officers' rooms we're in right now, the one the mayor's using. Only the commander seems to be the finest room in the fort, with about twelve tatami living rooms and a suite with about six tatami bedrooms connected. It's not that big and the conditioning isn't gorgeous, but compared to tent life in the courtyard, it's a difference between cloud mud.

By the way, everyone else is camping around a ship lying on land. Anyway, the fort is full of soldiers, just men. Our members, as well as the sea elves we've rescued, have all the aesthetic shapes, so I can't say enough that if you throw them inside the soldiers, no one will get lost in blood. And if a man's sea elf (...) comes out with a bloody soldier... who gets it? For that reason, everyone is asked to camp without going into the fort.

The village chief and sister Jasmine sit opposite each other across a low table of seemingly sturdy pine wood. Sister Jasmine has shrunk herself to such an extent that she is a large, growing body at the corner. He's a lover of fathers, so I'm guessing the village chief has a pretty good time getting mad at him.

The village chief, as usual, is a mukimukigorigori. It looks like the arms you put together have connected the boneless ham. Maybe it will look even more like that if I wrap the octopus thread around it.

I stand alone at the window and watch the two of them. I tried to get out of here wondering if it would be okay to listen to my parents and kids talk, but they pulled me off when they said, 'You're like my own body'. It's not fun to watch where someone's preaching.

"Phew. Whatever it is, I'm glad you're safe. I'll tell Ginger. You go back to King's Landing and spend the rest of your student life."

"Ha..."

"When I graduate, I'll be studying as a bride in the village. They haven't decided yet, but they'll have to take my son-in-law and take over my tracks eventually."

Is Sister Jasmine your wife? I can't imagine what it is, but it's noble. The village chief has also become a Viscount, and we do need a handover.

It is also conceivable that two children will be born between the village chief and Mr. Ginger, but if not, sister Jasmine or her husband will carry on the trail.

"... no"

Oh, it's unusual for Sister Jasmine to defy the village chief. You're a father lover, so you always listen honestly to what you say.

"Why? You don't like the village?

"Yeah! I like the village! The rice is delicious, relaxing but sometimes exciting!

That stimulus is about a demon that might come out of the woods? Why don't you ask me for inspiration? You're gonna be a combat maniac, aren't you?

"But when you get back to the village, you don't know when you can go outside this time! Atashi, I want to see more things! I want to be a proper adventurer and look around the world!

Something like that line you heard somewhere... before I left the village, you said the line to the village chief. The village chief looks at me with chillari. No, no, I didn't say anything! Bumble your head and deny it.

"Jasmine, I'm sure you heard, but I was left to the Viscount. We must protect, raise and inherit that village as lords. And you're one of my daughters. You know what this means?

"... I know, that's about it. I'll be back when they decide."

"But my daughter, who was an adventurer, has a bad temper. If you get hurt and leave a mark on that, that's all they'll say about scratching things. Even a small lord on the perilous border. You're losing someone, aren't you?

That's right. Adventurers are a lot of rough people, so women adventurers are seen in the same way. I mean, he's going to seem like a male thug or an aunt rubbing a man in his hand. As a candidate for daughter-in-law, it's a profession to be repelled.

"I'll have someone from the village as my son-in-law then... yes! You can have Beat as your son-in-law!

"What, me!?"

Don't suddenly talk to me! Besides, more importantly, you think I'm your son-in-law!?

"Yes, you do the adventurer with the beat, and when you have kids, you go back to the village and raise them! I'm more comfortable with a heartfelt beat than someone I don't know, and I'm used to living on the border!

"Hmm, beat to son-in-law... that's not a bad story"

Hey, hey, hey! I'm convinced, Mayor, as I stroke my jaw wound!

"The beat is solid for his age, and he's smart. Everyone in the village will admit it. Succeeding to my trail won't cause any problems. Most importantly, he's a wizard. There's nothing to complain about as a nobleman."

"No, no, it's freshly made, because I'm the head of the aristocracy, too!? I'm going to be about the baron, so I'm not going to carry on the trace of the village chief!

"No problem. If you succeed to my trail and become a Viscount, you can let the child below birth succeed you in the floating title. The eldest is the Viscount and the second is the Baron. Kids would be cheap too."

"Nanisole!? Can you do that!?"

"Wizards are precious. It's a system for connecting that lineage. I need royal permission, but you are His Majesty's favorite. Let's not have a problem."

"Right! With a wizard, it reduces the risk of adventure, and it all fits round!

"Um, I'll tell His Majesty from me. Will you deliver a letter to Glenn via Vincent? Beat, send me a pen from you too."

"No, no, that's really all right!? Me, I'm going to continue my adventure, right? I'm going abroad!!"

That's right, I'm an adventurer next door to danger, so maybe I'll put my sister Jasmine in danger. I'm not omnipotent, so I can't always protect you.

"Beat, you can be more confident. I have worked with a number of fierce men as an adventurer. You're the only one I've had a hand in since I became an adventurer. Even when confronted with the present king, His Majesty, who was swordsman and swordsman, it was not so one-sided. You're strong. There's no better place than you to entrust your daughter."

"Village chief, but..."

"What! You say you're unhappy with the beet!? You're busy with the beat!

Sister Jasmine gets up and comes all the way to me. Put your arms around me and look down at me. There's something splendid on the arm I put together. Looking up from the bottom is powerful. I used to be Tulpeta, but I was fine.

His face also blushes but disappears and he's beautiful, and his appearance is perfect, except for the fact that he's too tall. Well, I prefer a modest, elegant breast, milk.

"No, not dissatisfied or anything."

"I hope so! Beat, marry Atashi and carry on your father's trail! This is Sister Orders!!"

Guh! I'm out, "Sister Orders"! An absolute order that can never be defied by anyone with a brother attribute! Irrational chunks of the world!

"Oh, village chief!

"Beat, give up. Nobles can't decide who to marry on their own. Until you grow up, you can get engaged, and you don't have to have a fancy ceremony when you're getting married. If I have a boy by then, you don't have to keep track of him. It'll be a hassle during the adventure, but protect him. You can do it. No, you're the only one who can."

Akan, there's no escape anymore. I didn't know you were going to get engaged to Sister Jasmine, Rotten Edge. It's superb here. How many generations ago was a gal when childhood friends were fiancées?

"Keep it up, Beat!

Seriously.