Once I dismantled my skills in different worlds, my cheesy daughter-in-law multiplied - the structure of conceptual crossing - (WEB version)

"... su, sorry. Thanks....................."

The leader of the wagon escort party kept breathing and bowed his head to us.

I didn't even have time to stop it. It's because of you, this guy.

He's like hitting his head on a carriage, and he's bowing over and over again.

"I'm ashamed... to look down on you... like this. Forgive me..."

"No, it's just an enemy surprise."

You'd rather think of me as' weak '. Because it's inconspicuous.

And then, I know you're reflecting, so stop punching your head in the carriage. Because it's borrowed.

- About an hour has passed since then.

We left the scene in a hurry to get rid of the enemy.

I could have broken up with the wagon party there, but they're hurt too - and I usually caught up with them because of their slow legs, so I decided to act together until I was on my way.

We stopped the carriage as we walked through the woods and reached a beautiful spot.

That's how I'm taking a break now. The injured adventurers each make allowance and nod around the carriage.

"We're going to rest in a nearby village for a little while."

said the leader of the carriage escort party.

Half of the seven members were injured.

The main body of the carriage is also distorted, so it should be repaired lightly.

"... really embarrassing. I didn't expect to be able to help and fall into crisis with boredom..."

"No. It's coincidence. We're lucky to have Critical in our enemies."

"... Really?

"Yes, sir."

"What was the smoke coming up from the woods?

"Salamander was burning twigs at the temples and throwing them. Magic summoned me all of a sudden, so I guess I was under stress. I used it to make people think there were adventurers in the woods, too."

"... really?

Really. Really.

".................. ok"

The leader of the party (the swordsman with the deep red bandana looks good on him) nodded at me.

I don't care what these people did without waiting for us.

Assuming we were ahead, it was this way that we were being ambushed by demons. If that were the case... Shiloh's "Shirudo" prevented the arrows, hid in the carriage, and swept away the enemy with Cecil's ancient language magic...

After changing the terrain of the forest, those who came later might have seen it.

Thinking about it, don't get any better about what you left him. Yeah.

I've already told you, I've bowed my head many times, and you don't seem like a bad person.

"Let the client report exactly what you've been helped to do."

Foreword withdrawn. Don't do that.

"We'll stay overnight in a nearby village, but what do you guys do?

"We will continue on our way to the winged town of Sharka"

From now on, we can reach it by sundown.

Maybe there's a caravan coming from over there, and you should tell them about the demons.

There's a way I can tell you sooner.

..................... radio waves (?) Will it still arrive...?

"Sender: Nagi

Recipient: Iris

Body: I was going down the street and I met a demon. It was some sort of organized attack on them. If it looks like Illis is still in the town of "Sharka," he says, "I've been pimping on the intuition of a sea dragon witch! ♪ Feel like, keep the demon rumors running ♪

"Sender: Illis

Recipient: Ouch

Body: Daijibu. I'm leaving town. Man--what!? So, are you a jerk? Come on, Cecil, Rita, Leggy, are you hurt!? Iris is on his way over there now! Let go of me, sister! Master! Iris is. It's Iris.

Thus, Iris sent me an attached image of Eine and Rafilia, who looked worried.

When I sent you an image of Cecil and Rita thumbing up 'Gu', I calmed down though.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Cutlass is going to have a knighthood briefing, right?

I was curious, so I asked.

"... Yes. So when it comes to staying in the village for one night..."

Mr. Cutlass began counting fingers.

"Honestly, it's only a short schedule. But I promise to help protect the wagon. I can't break it... I..."

Even if they look like the end of such a world.

You really want to be a knight...... Mr. Katras.

Honestly, I'm not in the mood to talk... but if Mr. Katras is in a position to serve a decent aristocrat, he could be on our side.

The hiring test smells black, but it doesn't mean I'm surprised when I try to work. If Mr. Katras had a carriage surrounded but didn't take a step back, he would only fit in with a serious nobleman, and that kind of person should likely like it.

Of course. It could not be, so here it is.

"Mr. Cutlass."

"Yes, it is"

"No claim, can I ask for no return?

"... Yes?

"No, why don't you join us to the next town?"

I used to work part-time shifts for people in the original world who went for a job interview. Let's say it's an extension.

... Even if Katras goes for an interview and decides to hire him... it doesn't mean my shift is going to double by 2.3...

"Our backup came in time because Mr. Cutlass was desperate to protect the wagon."

I told the leader of the wagon escort party.

Mr. Cutlass's job is only to assist with escorts, and the reward is the safety of the journey and meals in between.

Blah, blah, blah. It's close to no gala, and Mr. Dolgore didn't look like he was looking for that kind of job. The main thing was, "I want to help the young."

"So... as an aid to the escort, I was wondering if it would be enough. Besides, we're not that strong, so a lot of people will help. So if Mr. Cutlass is in a real hurry, you can come with me. Blah, blah, blah. That's helpful. I mean, no mortgage."

"Um, I... but..."

Pong

The leader of the wagon escort party pushed Mr. Katras' back, looking around the left and right.

"I'll tell my client."

"Leader which...?

"... it's not for you. If we make a mistake and get in the way of the future knight, it's because we don't have a face to match the client. This time, we've put a hell of a lot of shame on you... let me dress up a little bit."

That being said, the leader seemed to illuminate, distracting himself from Mr. Cutlass.

It was settled.

"And I bothered you guys, too. Take this for an apology."

The Adventurers' leader then offered me a little crystal.

"It's a skills crystal. I got it somewhere, but it doesn't look right to me. Use it if you like."

"... what skills?

"The skills I've acquired to fix my indecision -" Decisive Instant LV3. "

... Well, that.

"Decisive Instant LV3"

"Quickly" and "Determine" skills for "behavior"

"" "" Is this why you jumped out in a hurry and were attacked by demons? - Huh!!

A total scratch from the wagon escort party burst into Mr. Leader.

It was critical.

"Hey, I don't know how to thank you!

I broke up with the carriage escort party, on the street.

Once again, we began our carriage journey. One more member, but the horses don't care. Mr. Cutlass feels like he saw it, and it looks pretty light.

Cecil and Rita are sitting behind me and observing Mr. Cutlass.

Leggy stays in the Devil's Sword state, rolling all the way behind Mr. Cutlass at some point. Maybe he's doing a gender check. Because it's about Leggy.

"Oh, yes! We want you to come with us. We want to pay for it!

Unexpectedly, Mr Cutlass said.

"Fine. I said no loan."

"That's not how it works!

"I don't know how to say this... but when Mr. Katras becomes an amazing knight and gets his territory in the future, he'll have the right to show up and have dinner."

"Then I'm sorry! I was wondering if you'd like to pay for your dinner right now."

Mr. Cutlass reached for a leather bag loose on his hips.

The string to pack the bag was broken. Looks like he had a cut in the fight earlier.

A leather bag instead of a sief opens its mouth wide and...

On the carriage floor, a dozen coins splashed.

"Wow. Whoa, whoa!

Mr. Cutlass crawls to the floor to collect coins.

It's silver coins and copper coins and...

The side of the girl in the crown was carved, it was a coin.

Reflectively, I display the Log of Consciousness Sharing and Modification.

Overlap the coins in your sight and the coins that Westwind's Coin Hunt had.

─ ─ Overlapped. without the madness of the dimensions.

The only coin in the image is the right half.

What Mr. Cutlass has is a Royal Coin.

"... this is... a commemorative coin made when a prince or princess is born...?

Moreover, it does not circulate to the public.

According to the story of Illis, all he has is the royal family. Others are nobles of high rank. It also seems that only those with connections to the royal family...

The fact that you have it... is this the man the Highspec Suri Corps was looking for?

"Mr. Cutlass... a royal associate. No way, prince... is that it?

"Hey, what are you talking about?

Mr. Cutlass looked at me with a face that seemed like a surprise.

"I'm not a royal associate or anything! There's no way he's a prince!? What are you talking about!?

"Really?

"Naturally!

Mr. Cutlass holds his chest wrapped in a breast plate and declares.

"I swear by God. I'm not a prince or anything. Yeah, absolutely. If I were anything like that, I'd listen to you, Souma!

Mr. Cutlass shakes his head so frighteningly that...

"... I have no choice. I am the one who helped you.

I'm going to teach you, Souma. Why do I have this coin... "

─ ─ I closed my eyes and started talking quietly.