Mushoku no Eiyuu ~Betsu ni Skill Nanka Iranakattan daga~

After leaving the magic city, I was heading home as planned.

Flying in the sky.

I learned the magic of flying, so there is no way not to use it.

It's much faster than traveling by carriage on the highway.

It is not only simple speed, but also straight ahead.

The highway bypasses forests and mountains on the way, so the mileage will inevitably increase.

Flying in the sky allows you to pass even unbridged rivers.

This seems to be about one tenth of the time.

"... mm? It's a city."

I find the city ahead.

I don't remember it, so it was probably a city I didn't stop on.

Although it is a small city compared to the magic city, it is still protected by a magnificent city wall and has a population of thousands.

I decided to stop by.

I'm hungry and want to get ready.

I have plenty of food, but I'm tired of just preserving food.

Land.

Many cities charge entrance fees.

You may not have to pay if you enter the city from the sky, but that is not the case. I don't have to worry about money.

"Hmm. There are two gates."

I stopped my foot unintentionally.

Both would be gates provided to enter the city.

But the structure was totally different.

On one side, there are dozens of people passing by side by side, with beautiful arches.

The ceiling was high, and the walls were carved with stunning sculptures.

On the other hand, it is so narrow that if two people try to go at the same time, their shoulders will likely hit.

The ceiling is low and you may have to buckle if you are tall.

Without any decoration, it looks shabby, just dug a square hole.

All of them are being screened for admission, but the gate of the admirable person is vacant, and people pass smoothly.

It seems almost impossible to line up.

Conversely, there was a line at the shabby gate.

"This is a choice."

I head to the gate of the respectable one.

Even so, why are they bother in the queue?

At that time, the guards stopped him.

"Are you a traveler?"

"Yes"

"If so, you need an admission fee. What is your occupation?"

I was suddenly asked for my profession.

It's okay to answer separately, but it's pretty disciplined.

When skeptical,

"If you can't answer, you won't be able to enter the city, and false reporting is a felony."

"A felony? To that extent?"

"This is such a city."

HM.

If you don't answer it, you have no choice but to pay in advance.

"I'm unemployed."

When I told him, the guards looked instantly stunned,

"... is that true?"

"That's true. What would you show me a certificate?"

"No, you don't need it anyway because you will be judged when you enter."

Do you bother to ask for a test to enter the city?

It's hard, but probably to prevent criminals from staying in advance.

"If you enter the city, it's through the gate."

The guard pointed at the shabby gate.

"The other gate seems to be free?"

"I won't let you go there, unfortunately. You can go elsewhere, but you'll just get thrown away and you'll have to work twice."

"Is that so"

Strange, but doesn't seem to be lying.

I guess it's no use telling a lie.

"I won't say anything worse. It's not a cozy city for you. If you can, you should look for the next city ... but if you can't help it, just like it."

The guards left, leaving behind what they advised.

What does that mean?

Well, I can't help thinking.

Rather, I was worried about it, so I lined up with a shabby gate line as I was told.

It is difficult to go because we are constantly evaluating visitors.

Apparently they use a magic device called an appraiser, but this is a rare magic device.

There are several on the bigger gate, but there seems to be only one here.

After waiting for about 40 minutes, the order finally comes.

"I will appraise my profession."

"Ah"

"... this is ..."

The examiner who sees the appraisal result takes a breath.

Then laughing with his nose,

"Then here is a card for short-term stayers. Admission is three silver coins."

I pay the entrance fee while receiving the card.

A close look at the card showed that the text was short-term (sixth grade).

"What's this grade?"

"It's like a status in the city. Even short-term stayers are guaranteed to be graded."

I entered the city through the narrow gate, thinking that it was a strange system.

It looks like a normal cityscape.

However, many people were prone to bow down and were walking on the road in fear of something.

On the other hand, some are arrogantly cutting the wind with their shoulders.

Somehow, it's a strange impression.

I do not think they are in the same city.

"... Kukuku is full of ugly human desires. It's the best city for the devil."

Matty is muttering happily.

For the time being, I started looking for a restaurant.

Discover the store immediately.

It's a pretty little shop that seems to be more popular with women.

I'm hungry and anywhere.

So I decided to go to this store, and when I got inside,

"Ah? It's the sixth grade? No no. We can only enter more than the third grade."

I was kicked out.

"Gahahaha, I was paid in front of you-Gyaa !?"

I mutter, holding on to Mati's torso.

"Is there any entry restriction by grade?"