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

Seven days after coming to the Bandeau region. After crudely driving out the goblins, we took the recovered demon stones, ovulation pills, etc. to Mignola to help us clear up.

It would have been a request that would have taken years instead of seven days, but with my sign detection and a flying carriage, nothing would be difficult. There will be no goblin damage in the Bandeau region for some time.

The demonic stones recovered from the goblins stopped counting after more than a thousand. I don't think there were two thousand.

Grandpa Murdoch was delighted that there seems to be a considerable demand for recovery potions and special ink creation to be used for contracts, even after deducting the amount to be turned to nursing a protected woman, although it's all demon stones like garbage less than a centimeter in diameter. The Demon Stone is in demand wherever it goes. Good merchandise.

In addition to that, there are ovulation pills this time. It's rough in the country now and it's not that close, but they're going to put it on auction when things settle down. That profit was also likely to be considerable, so Grandpa Murdoch's tail, with a full grin, was making a boom and wind cut noise. Wankers can express their emotions straight.

That concludes our assignment at Ende. Both the Kingdom and Ende would have liked to restore security in the Seema region, the aorta of the deal, if it were true, but the Seema region is now in the midst of civil unrest. It's too much of a problem to throw troops from other countries into civil strife, so there's nothing we can do, ostensibly (...).

Behind it, he said, 'I hear the old Seema royal fallout survives in the West Midlands kingdom. They're hiding in an emerging nobleman in a city called Dorton,' he spreads rumors. Well, it's not a rumor, it's a fact.

This is an intelligence manipulation that the Ende leadership is aware of.

Civil unrest in the Seema region is cut off by famine caused by locust plagues, but underlying it is a rebellion against Bandeau, the conqueror. The old Seema dynasty is stirring up a defeat. It may be an information manipulation for that measure.

If this rumor spreads, there will be people heading to Dorton to confirm authenticity. And if we can confirm the facts, we should take our people to Dorton to rebuild the Kingdom of Seema. Some may take their families. If that happens, fewer people from the Seema region will resist the current regime called the old dynasty. So it's easier to govern.

One side of the kingdom may hide terrorists from other countries, but the place to hide is in the middle of the Great Forest, the kingdom's leading danger zone. To be clear, it is isolation, which has little impact on the security of the great Powers. Plus, all the old royal ones with a say are my slaves, so it's possible to hold back anyone with radical ideas. Whatever, you can let me tell you the truth.

In the meantime, you should just be prepared to host a large number of displaced persons. I'll see you in John's development when I get home. We have housing, so let's expand farmland and literary facilities. It would be nice to make an orchard.

Before we do that, we need to talk to the king. There must be an explanation of Anya's origins and her family, as well as an application for a pioneering place. Which is why I have to report on this rescue operation.

I feel like the case is huge after all, but I don't care. What bothers me is management work, and the field just does the most work. I may have been a little too big...... boxylanay.

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We don't have much time left. Now that the mission is over, we must return to the kingdom immediately. But for a day or two, stopping and sightseeing shouldn't be a punishment. I've worked a lot.

Therefore, after completing the various reports and procedures at Mignola, we immediately returned to the Bandeau region. The purpose, of course, is the legendary castle in the sky ○ Puta, not Raptor Island and the flying dragon there. There is no reason to pass through such a sightseeing eyeball.

"Huh, there's really an island floating around. Wow."

Outside the northwest of the Bandeau region, over the border with Nolan, it certainly did.

Is it about three kilometers in diameter? Bigger than I thought. Because I had an image of an anime, I thought it would be about a kilometer in diameter at most. You were insulting my fantasy, I'm sorry.

The shape does not resemble a cartoon. Somehow, it's like combining two rind bowls… Is it the closest thing to a ball-shaped distorted soba that is only slightly longer in the upward direction?

In my personal view, it's more of a huge rock mass than an island. At the bottom, you can see the gobbly gray white rock skin, and at the top of the island, the tall trees grow, and it doesn't even look somewhat like an island.

I can see a bird dancing on that tree. Fei Long doesn't seem to be the only one living on the island. Are there any Laotas? What about robots? Girls fall off?

That stands still in a hollow about three hundred meters high from the ground. No, it seems to be rotating the Y-axis like it's very slowly solo. Do you even work in the turning force?

What's the power of floating such a giant rock? I can see dark, blue magic in the sign perception, so I'm pretty sure it's floating with the magic of acceleration control. But it should take a tremendous amount of magic to stabilise and float such huge rock masses for a long time. Where does that come from?

Well, I can't help thinking about it here. Why don't we just go straight down?

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"This is... that's a roll"

"You're going to fall now. I'm kind of upset."

"Me, boy, let's go upstairs! It kind of makes Siri mush."

"Let it go. It's windy, and let's go up early, huh?

I look up at the island from below and all I get is an exclamation line. No, this is all worth a look.

Grey white rock skin covers most of my vision. I'm half uncompressed. If you're falling, I could be a little nasty. With the full power of the field and the plane, I don't know if I can manage to support it enough.

Everyone seems to feel less scared, less mouth count than usual. Woo, etc. is wrapping his tail between his crotches and leaning against my hips. You're scared, yeah, yeah.

Windy is probably the effect of acceleration control magic. Because of the constant upward acceleration, I think the air caught in it is windy and brisk. It's already summer and it feels cool enough. Winter seems so cold, you were right to come.

"Okay, so we're landing... and apparently we'd like to pick you up before we do. Everybody, get ready for battle. The numbers are coming from the east!

From the direction I'm pointing, three signs similar to my prey a month ago are approaching us. Looks like the prey came from the other side. You don't have to look.

Now the BBQ is confirmed for dinner tonight. Okay, I'll have it!