Mushoku no Eiyuu ~Betsu ni Skill Nanka Iranakattan daga~

After leaving the Black Blade, I went to other guilds.

You don't necessarily have to join the guild where your mother was.

I think the top guild would be better prepared to improve my sword skills, but it can't be helped.

"What? << Unemployed >>? >> I can't. I don't need that guy."

"Gyahahahaha! Did you really think that you could get into the swordsman guild with" no job "!

"I can't help hiring as a choreographer?"

… But no matter what guild you go to, you just pay Unemployed.

"Hmm. Weak."

I muttered unintentionally.

No way, just saying "Unemployed" means that you will not be able to hear if you speak.

I wish I could show my sword's arm at least, but I wouldn't even give that opportunity.

What if you falsely join a different profession and show that you are competent and then say that you are unemployed?

"No, I don't need to be presented with a certificate"

It will be bald in one shot.

"What should I do"

"What happened ..."

""Hmm?""

The voices overlap.

When I turned my eyes, it was the blonde woman at that time.

"Ah! You! It's definitely fate to meet again!

"I refuse"

"You haven't said anything yet?"

The woman probably remembered my remarks after putting her back,

"Speech just before! You didn't even have to join Black Blade !?"

"Ah"

"I see! Well, at least there is a strict condition of [advanced]!"

Looks very happy.

"But that's good news for you! There is no such requirement for my swordsman guild Dragon Fang! Anyone is welcome! Free registration fee now!

I don't usually think of myself as a beauty.

Well, it ’s Dragon Fang… it ’s like you ’ve never heard of it.

"Why don't you just visit it? It's right there!"

In fact, the one she pointed to was a pretty splendid building.

Larger than the home of Black Blade.

No, isn't it true?

Probably the small, ragged building beside it.

"No, no doubt, here! This is the home of Dragon Fang!"

"Isn't it a weak guild?"

"That's why I told you! It's a famous guild that everyone knows!"

Speaking of which, he insisted so.

In any case, this would be as big as a top guild.

"please wait for a while"

"?"

When I tried to enter my hometown, my arm was grabbed and stopped.

"You need to sign here for the tour. It's easy because you just sign it!"

With that said, the woman shows a sheet of paper.

The letters are written there, but some are hidden by her fingers and invisible.

"Here, here. Look, here."

"..."

I quickly grab the paper.

"Ah!?"

It was written as subscription agreement .

I threw it apart.

"Oh!

Step into the headquarters with the awakening woman in the rear.

A spacious lobby welcoming you, worthy of a splendid appearance.

But there is no child.

The silence was full of footsteps.

"I see. It's a famous guild everyone knows."

That is, the past story.

Only the headquarters retains the thing at that time, but it seems that the fallen bird has fallen so much that it rang.

"Well, in the past we have produced many top swordsmen!"

"The past is the past. Boasting past achievements does not change anything."

"Gufu!"

The woman made a vomiting voice, probably because it was a star.

But has it reopened?

"Oh, yes! Our glory is a story of the past, now it's the weakest guild at the bottom! But we never give up! We will regain the former golden age!"

Declare so powerfully.

"That's why? I need people. So I'm desperately recruiting, but no newcomers come in at all ...

She suddenly lowers her waist and appeals to be embarrassed.

"Why shouldn't you pull with your abilities, not your words? I don't know how good you are, but if you do well in the tournament, more people will naturally want to join."

"Well, of course I know it's the best ... but now there are circumstances ..."

"Circumstances?"

"Actually ... and if you don't add at least one swordsman in the next few days, this home will be gone."

That was when the woman repented.

A drunk man came in through the entrance.

"Hick ..."

"Dad! I'll drink again during the day ...!"

"Easy, Lilia"

Apparently a woman's father.

He seems to be quite drunk, and his gait is not evident.

But this uncle ... I don't have a right arm.

The sleeves of the clothes are swimming in the air.

My eyes met.

"What, a newcomer? As you can see, this guild is over. It would be wiser to go elsewhere."

That's it, and I'll leave behind with a sloppy step.

"... In the old days, I was a swordsman fighting for one or two in this city ..."

"Did you lose your arm and be desperate?"

Even if you get hurt while you are out of birth, your wounds will be repaired when you return.

However, it cannot cure a serious injury like a physical loss.

"… In short, that's it. In addition, because it was a << Sword King >>, losing one arm resulted in the loss of most of the skills ..."

HM.

"Swords King"?

It's a [superior job] along with "Sword Princess".

... I remembered it.

The name of the top guild where my mother was.

The name comes from a special skill that imitates a dragon that devours its prey with sharp tusks-the Dragon King sword of Twin Swords King.

Dragon Fang.