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

In the end, I settled on the fact that this fight was a draw. DR. Wiley, who was supposed to make the ruling, is dead, so I made the ruling instead. I am an outsider and a nobleman for once, so I have no problems as a surrogate.

Viscount Rockman looked a little dissatisfied but didn't say anything. You know I'm with the Viscount, but D.R. Wiley is also a relative of Viscount Rockman. Around the time Boomerang didn't stab him and commit the foolishness that makes the situation worse, Viscount Rockman is, after all, highly calculated. I also say it's because of it.

That solves everything and keeps the status quo. River rights are basically held by the new Viscount Weissman, but it was decided not to take a royalty for the moment.

Nobody loses money on this result... isn't it? The cost of war is borne by each. Viscount Rockman's expenses, which have been well prepared with the number of people, will be considerable. It should be quite painful for a poor Viscount on the border.

On the other hand, the Viscount has a small number of people and a luxurious budget. For no great loss, I might say judgment wins on the part of the new Viscount Weissman.

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Street maintenance linking the towns of Dorton and Dantes is a huge project that extends to about four hundred kilometres in length, but most of the land is state-owned land with no lords. So, as long as the state permits, we can proceed with the construction without any problems. Since the land where the lord is also belongs to the new Viscount Weissman, who is a party, there is nothing wrong with proceeding with the construction. Cut through the woods or cross the bridge to the river, but you can do whatever you want.

But if Viscount Rockman deprives you of your river rights, do it. 'Change the route because the river flow may affect the territory' or 'Compensate because the effect on crops is expected due to changes in water quantity', because it could have required a very cumbersome adjustment. I've heard a lot in my previous life about being complained about every time, and every time the construction is interrupted.

Of course, I intend to proceed with the construction taking care not to affect it as downstream as possible, but I don't always get to do the perfect job. Unforeseen events often occur. Seriously, I want you to give me a break about finding a deadly bug at the deadline, but it's a common story.

In that case, it is easy to adjust and modify when there are few interested parties. As it stands, all you have to do is discuss it with me and the Viscount. If you make decisions fast, everything goes fast. I don't want to exchange the others as much as possible.

In that sense, the results of this one came together in a way that was best for me. Congratulations.

As the soldiers on both sides prepare to return, me and my crew head to investigate the Great Hole. I can't believe the ground is crumbling and the undead is gushing, because it's no ordinary matter. You can't just not look into it.

The depth of the hole is not so great. Is it a hundred meters at most? And at the bottom of that hole...

"Do you see anything?

"That's a relic, isn't it? I don't know how to make a scene. What, like frog eggs?"

"... maz yes"

"Oh, ugh"

Christella, who doesn't like high places, is holding me blindfolded, as usual. It's still a hot, hard season, so it's hot and invincible.

At the bottom of the hole was a collection of hemispherically shaped buildings that lay low. As another hemisphere fills between the hemisphere and the hemisphere, it does remind me of some egg or a mass of bubbles. The colors are red and brown, so I look more like a squid than a frog egg, though. I want to eat it hot and full of rice. I'd love a bowl of seafood with salmon sashimi on it. Oh, my God! Speaking of which, there was no soy sauce, what an unconsciousness! No, I have miso, so if it happens to be soy sauce, I might get it. You'll hear from me later.

Some of them are half-baked with collapsed dirt sand, but quite a few seem to retain their shape. If it were a monument, it would be a fairly valuable cultural asset. Scholars are going to be happy.

I asked Dr. McGaffin for a quick confirmation.

Residence in the Late Style of the Devil's Guiding Nation. It is built using magic. The color of the outer walls varies depending on the geology of the land, but it is a common feature of the same style that the shape is domed.

Apparently. I thought it looked somewhat like a shelter or research facility because it was domed, but it usually seemed like a residence. I don't know what I was thinking. I put it in that shape. Like it was a frog-loving town? Or was it in the middle of a bubble or something? It's foamy.

The Demonic Guiding Power is a power that flourished on this continent before the founding of the present Kingdom of West Midlands. He ruled the whole continent with an excellent magical civilization, but was destroyed by God about two thousand years ago after touching contraindications. They don't have a detailed record, but I guess that god is' God of Weather and Judgment 'after all.

Ruins from the period of the Devil's Advocacy can still be found everywhere, and it seems that the magic artifacts excavated from them are of higher quality and treasured than what they are today. It's amazing how tools over 2,000 years ago still work.

"Apparently, it's a ruin from the time of the Devil's Teaching Nation. It looks like the undead aren't here anymore, so let's go down and explore."

"The balance magic says there's no toxic substances in the hole."

"Alright, ancient ruins! You smell like treasure!

"Oh, I hope it doesn't smell like undead rotten meat. Ugh."

Whatever it is, it's definitely an ancient ruin. Then you'll have to explore! Russia, it's starting to look adventurous! I knew fantasy was gonna go away like this!

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On a planar magic board we all descend to the bottom of the hole, to the top of the half-destructed building.

I could see the collapsed building wall up close at that time, but it wasn't thicker than I thought. It's only about five centimeters, and it doesn't go through the core material. Is the dome shaped because the pressure is dispersed and sturdy, or was it magically enhanced? What a strange way to build.

The ruins in the basement were not that large. It's about five hundred meters in diameter, and it's just about the center of it that we came down.

"Yeah?"

"Can I help you? Dear Beat."

"No, I thought this was the only place you were buried in dirt sand."

"Is that what you want? The ground up there is falling, so it's obvious?

"That's right, but that means this place wasn't buried in the dirt until the ground fell above, right?

"Huh! I get it! So this ruin wasn't buried on the ground, it was most likely built under the ground from the beginning!?"

"Yeah, I was wondering if that would be the most convincing"

"Oh, I see."

"... Underground?

"Oh, your laundry won't dry under the ground like this."

No, I think he's probably a demon mentor, and he was magically doing something about the laundry? I don't know. Well, if you're an underground, that's an ant because it's romantic. Sounds like an attraction to a rat amusement park. Unfortunately, instead of the ancient nature and dinosaurs, one rat didn't live. Looks like they were all undead.

But, well, why did you build a town underground or something? Like when the limits came to higher levels and we had to go underground? Instead, it's a low-rise domed house.

Um, I don't know! I'm sure there was a movement like that. Let's do that. You can leave the difficult things to the scholars.

"Speaking of which, is there an institute in my country? Where to unearth ancient ruins like this"

"There is a Royal Academic Magic Academy in Wangdu. They say there are a number of labs in the hospital, but is it the lab of demon prop development and history that is likely to do the excavation of the ruins? Because there are things that can be beneficial from the ruins of the Demonic Age."

That's right, Cristera, if you hit it, the answer will come back to you like it sounds. Too bad I haven't taken my blindfold yet. So competent. Pick it up quickly.

If you have a research institute, there is no problem. I'll collect the artifact first and sell it for you later. We may have unexpectedly been able to make a good run for it.

Quickly, I'm going to look for a home from a building with a broken ceiling. There's no light in the house, so I illuminate the whole thing with planar magic parallel lights.

Hmm, is this the bedroom? The house itself is about three hundred square meters in size, but the interior seems to have been separated into several rooms. The wall part of that compartment has collapsed and one of the two rooms has continued. Next door looks like a living room.

Two white rectangles are placed side by side in front of you. Whatever you look at it, it looks stone built and solid, but the size of the rectangle is just about the size of a single bed, so it really looks like a bedroom. I haven't cracked it, but it has deteriorated over time or, by the way, it tastes yellow. Well, it's possible it was originally designed that way.

... you're not a coffin, are you? Vampires come out with undead connections... yeah, I'm fine. There are no signs of demons anywhere. It's my life that's going to flag and not stand.

Well, there's an unidentified object in front of you, and in that case, it's Dr. McGaffin's turn of trust. Doctor, please!

Bedroom in the Age of the Magic Teaching Nation. Sleep magically with your body floating in the universe. There is less strain on the body because there is no load of gravity.

I knew it was a bed. And super high-tech (?) Air bed. Wow, I definitely want it! Oh, but maybe I can't hang a blanket? I think I'll need a sleeping bag in the winter.

"Sounds like a bedroom from the time of the Devil's Guide, but you're out of motivation. Let's take it home and find out."

"That's not coming, big guy. How... No, it's okay if I do the beat"

Sticking the plane up and floating the bed, Kikka's twinkle came into my ear. Yeah, no problem. Leaving only what looks like cultural property, any other magic equipment that might help is rooted in it. You're an adventurer!

In the living room, I didn't see any seemingly blind potatoes. In modern Japan, there seems to be about as much TV, but it didn't exist in the Devil's Guided Nation? No, can't you get a radio wave in the basement?

It's possible they were magically exchanging information, but magic vegetables rarely travel in the ground. My signal detection is also quite difficult to understand underground.

Probably because of the dense deposition of magic vegetables carried by rain or groundwater or something. In fact, hundreds of times more magic than the atmosphere exists in the earth. I guess that's why the magic vegetables bump into each other and restrict their movement.

... Oh, is that also why this town was built underground? I built a town in the basement because I didn't want to leak magic vegetables externally... there was a reason I had to block it... a demonic country destroyed by touching contraindications... and now the ceiling is collapsing and connected externally... so maybe it sucks, right here!?

"Exploration will be cut early! Cristella, look for something that looks magically worthwhile and can be brought out!

"Wow, I get it! Please wait!

"Oh, my God, all of a sudden! What's going on?

"I don't know, but it could suck to stay here long if you can imagine. Yeah, Daisy, can't you tell by some sort of 'pre-reading'?

"... wait, concentrate.... Oh, I see it! Young man, let's get out of here! This place will be gone by tomorrow!

"Oh, that's tough."

I knew it! Daisy's "prefetch" is highly probable. You'll probably be right. Totally, you really don't want me to hit it. You hit the prediction. Stop flagging me on the oblique side of the anticipation, my life.

Hurry up and scratch what seems to be an inexplicable magic item, confirm with Dr. McGaffin that it is not a problem, and then escape the ruins.

For once, everything inside is recorded on camera, so it is possible to summarize it in the material later. Let the scholar be patient with that.

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And later that night when we escaped the ruins, the ruins disappeared forever with the roar.

A huge island floated over the site, which became only a giant vertical hole.