Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

Fortunately during the unfortunate - when did you exchange information - Mr. Villey was in the Navy with Hannu, so I had no problem contacting him.

First, Rag, I'm taking you to the hospital, so I want you guys to wait in your room - and Mr. Villey sent a message.

Then Hannu told me to tell you where the hospital is because I'm going now.

In the end, Hannu, Rosé and Flim were rushing to the hospital while I was seeing the doctor.

"Lat! Are you okay, Lat!

As soon as I get out of the office, Hannu rushes over loudly. It was supposed to be pretty noisy because it was something that ran down the hallway with carancolone carancolone and puffy waste and rocked the circlet of chillin chillin chillin and head.

"Ha, Hanu, no, the hallway doesn't run......!

"I'm asking you if you're okay, concubine. Ha!

Hannu clung to my hips like he was going to bump into me. I take a little body, and I just take one step back.

From beneath my eyes, my eyes seem worried, and then I pierce my desperate gaze. My memories of the other day falling in bloody blood in front of this child are also new. Hannu's sword curtain would be due to that.

I had one hand on Hannu's back and the other hand stroking my natural and beautiful silver head.

"... sorry, worry about it... but it's okay, my teacher says it's not unusual for my body"

"I don't know... that's good..."

Huh, and Hanu was visibly relieved. Gyu, and the force that was holding him weakened.

"... no wait lato. You want to tell your body right now?

Capturing a verbal butt in his ears, Hannu pressed his expression again.

I laugh bitterly.

"... yeah." SEAL doesn't seem to be working for a while. "

…………

Hannu returned a heavy silence, as if she could not find the words to speak to me.

"What did the doctor say?

Mr. Rosé's voice.

A few seconds late for Hannu, Rosé, Flim and Villey, who were similarly waiting to see me, walked over.

Jeez, the gaze of four women concentrates on me. I let the universe swim my gaze to remember what the doctor said earlier.

"Uh... overworked, I was told." The recoil, which was repeated with SEAL and was quite impossible to control, may have caused temporary shock symptoms. "

In retrospect, I haven't been well for a while. I do think that by the time I received a swordsmanship guide proposal from Mr. Ashley after the battle with Midgals Olm, I had symptoms like a precursor. Makes unintentional orders an in-store system, or makes the AR screen blurry and hard to see.

"... healing, isn't it...?

Flim hears in an uncommonly suppressed, eye-catching voice. How hurried you were to come, the long dark hair that I usually twin-tail, had turned into an unmade ponytail. Mr. Villey's got his hair down today, but if it was his usual hairstyle, he might have worn it.

I wanted everyone to feel safe and I laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, because it's only a temporary symptom, he said it would heal naturally if you let it rest for a while. Besides, it's not all bad. I applied a high load so far and caused shock symptoms, so after natural healing," SEAL "became more robust. So even if we apply the same load this time, we won't have shock symptoms like this one."

If "SEAL" had been developed a long time ago as the original artificial organ, it would have been destroyed there if it had broken.

But this in the human body today is no longer a splendid living organ. Unless it breaks too badly, it heals naturally, and is harder or thicker like muscles and skin than it heals naturally, making it stronger.

On a fully healed dawn, more precise, quicker, and massive surgical control may be possible than ever before. Of course, if you do that too much again, you'll have the same symptoms as this one.

Everyone seemed to breathe, "Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hanu and Flim laugh to see, and the atmosphere that Mr. Rose was pointy softens.

"Um... uh..."

Something's happened here lately, and I think I've overworried everyone. So I bowed my head deeply to everyone who rushed me.

"- Take it easy, I'm sorry. Thanks for taking the time to come to the hospital."

Then,

"I don't mind. If rats didn't matter, they'd be superimposed."

"That's right. No need to apologize."

"It's like breathing when your sister worries about her disciples. I don't want to thank you."

Meh, it returns words like hers.

"But I'm really glad, not a circuit failure or something"

Phew, and Mr. Villy stroked down his chest, too, smiling.

It seems to give back the palm, but "SEAL" is a living organ, but it is also a precise information circuit. Just like the brain, strong shocks and loads can cause severe damage.

That's what Mr. Villey called a "circuit failure." A person with this disability is officially certified as physically disabled, even if it looks normal. Many things are inconvenient in today's world for people who don't have or can't use SEAL. That's what we're doing.

And naturally, like prosthetics and prostheses, there is also an artificial SEAL.

Ordinary people can recover defects in hands and feet using a restorative technique, but those who do not have "SEAL" due to congenital disorders cannot benefit from a restorative technique. Therefore, research and development of prostheses, prostheses, and "artificial SEALs" is underway around the world even in these times when it is common to treat them with surgical procedures.

However, as for "artificial SEAL", the data from the past has been lost in the "End of War", so they are redoing their research from scratch.

"Yes. According to the doctor, it hasn't been that hard. I just need to put SEAL at rest for a while, so they're lending me artificial SEALs later.

"Yes, then everyday life seems fine... so - how soon is the shock symptom expected to heal?

Mr. Villey has been asking me questions about what he probably cares most about right now. In contrast, I don't think so, and I just get a little out of sight. Maybe that's all I could have guessed about the whole thing.

"... as early as three or four days... so... in principle, five days rests..."

Both me and Mr. Villey gave me the same look they gave me when I had a headache. Mr. Villey lay her eyes down to put up with the sigh,

"... it could be critical."

"Yes......"

When I sank my voice and nodded, Kuku, Hanu pulled the hem of my jacket.

"Whew, Lato. What are you talking about? The whole thing, why are you two looking so dark together? Is something wrong?

Innocent golden-eyed silver eyes look up, and I think, well, you haven't heard about the Romnicks yet -.

If it's just a story, it's not strange that Mr. Villey was explaining it while I was being examined. But you didn't do it.

I look at Mr. Villey and ask him what to do. [M] Mr. Villey nodded.

"... I'll explain that later, Princess Xiaolong. Because it's something we can't talk about out loud here. We'll talk about it when we get back to your base."

That was why Mr. Villey didn't explain the situation at the hospital, because Mr. Rose, anyway, would make a fuss about Hannu and Flim.

That was perfectly correct, and the two of them, who had finished listening, took their seats at much the same time as expected. More precisely, Hannu came from my lap, though.

"Lato, the concubine will be out soon."

"I was just about to go out, Princess Xiaolong."

No matter how you look at it, Hanu's "SEAL" was exhilarating at full opening, emitting a smeary glow, and Flim's hands embodied silver durgasati and a pitch-black sky raider on his feet. They are both in complete combat mode.

Mr. Rosé said that he remained sitting on the couch with the same faceless expression, but his hands were twisted and combined, and he was gripped with all his strength.

"Aren't you going, Rose?"

When Hannu asked that, Mr. Rosé nodded silently, shaking his fluffy ash grey hair.

"Yes, I will listen to you a little more. Anyway, [if you don't find out where you are, you can't get in]"

For weirdly calmer than the two of us, the extra quality could have been worse.

It was Mr. Villey who stopped the three of us suddenly.

include a bite of incense tea prepared at the table,

"Calm down, you guys. I know how you feel, but this is just a personal matter for you, Rag. With the outfield out there, it just makes it extra easy, rather than meaningless."

Good, I'm so glad Mr. Villey was here - I thought so from the bottom of my heart. It was that moment.

"If you're gonna fuck me, it's not too late after it's all over."

Foreword withdrawn. This man was also in danger. No, maybe even if not, this guy is the most dangerous.

"Hey, guys, calm down. Um, calm down."

I, on the other hand, became calm because of the tremendous momentum that everyone gets angry with me. Use your hands, well, well, and forgive everyone.

Gillan, and Heterochromia, shining in swordswallows, looked at us.

"Neither shall the concubines be made vain and shut up, as the concubines were made angry by the foolishness of the rats and concubines. What a duel, if this happens, it will bring everything back to dust in the hands of my concubine...!

"Well, that would be too much damage to the boulder, so hey..."

Put your hand on Hannu's shoulder making a disturbing statement and let him sit back on my lap. Recently, it has become the norm for Hannu to sit on my lap at times like this.

"If so, let me leave. Rest assured. I know how to get to death without leaving a trauma. When the moonless night comes, it's perfect."

"Is it an assassination fist!? Hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, that's kind of slaughtered too... or because the moon is out all the time in this floating city..."

I peel my eyes off Rosé, who made a statement that was pale and noisy, and wave to reject it.

"Then it's Atashi's turn. There's a good way, Hart. Throw this bomb into their yasa. It's okay, no sound, no light, so we won't find out right away."

"So why are we just talking about overkill in the dark earlier!? Please, just calm down!?

I couldn't help but scream out loud at Flim, who took out a cylindrical bomb.

Did it work somewhat, Hannu and the others look away as if they had been slightly distracted. Even that Mr. Rosé, like a stubborn child.

Ha, and I exhaled - but I couldn't help but be aware of the hot flames that lit my chest.

"- Thank you for being angry for me. But I'm fine."

Unexpectedly, I had a clear voice.

Then, as surprised, everyone turned around. Not only Hannu and Mr. Rose, Flim, but even Mr. Villey.

I said this, laughing lightly, as I began to laugh naturally.

"Because this is my duel. Because I made up my mind. - So I'll fight it right."

Everyone is looking at me with a Kyotong face. But I continued not to care.

"I'm glad everyone's mad at me. But... I can't give up all this time. This is my anger. Mine, because it's mean. - So, directly, I'll hit it."

To put it into words, the heat that dwelt in the back of his chest seemed to raise the temperature even further. The high emotions of that time are remembered boiling down.

Enough impulse to dye your head white - pure anger.

"I will never forgive you"

That may not have been a word to say to others, but an oath to oneself.

"You make him regret it. Must."

When I realized I wasn't gazing at anyone anymore, I leaned down and stared at my clenching fist. The hand was the hand I shook to replace Romnick and Navy.

I'll beat you up as much as I want. Such a will was a caged fist.

…………

Ha, it was too late when you returned it to me.

"- Oh, uh, no, I don't know what that is right now, it's like an intent, it's like a statement of intent, and it doesn't mean anything weird..."

When he moved his hands and tried to delude him, Flim, who was standing up for some reason, sat silently down in the chair.

Except for Mr. Villey, my people looked at each other without a voice. Something tells me they communicate their intentions with eye contact, but I don't even know what kind of interaction that is.

As I said, the three nodded at the same time.

Look at me. I looked worried about where the sword curtain was going and why.

"- Lato. Don't overdo it, okay?

"That's right, Hart, the Atassis just said too much. I'm kidding, so you shouldn't be serious?

"Mr. Rag, slaughter in front of the 'broadcaster' on the boulder, is somewhat disgraceful. Rethink."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!? Why does that happen!? Wait a minute!? Wait a minute!?

Why should I be given the same attention as a child who is a violent person? [M] Plus, to the three of you who were proclaiming something even more vicious than me.

Hannu glances at my scratch and looks sinister.

"Hmm. Whatever they say... huh?

Subtly clouding his words, he speaks to the next flim with his pale and golden eyes.

My childhood girl, my cousin, shook her neck vertically, yeah, shaking an unfinished ponytail.

"You know, when it really sucks, the mode switches, right? Are you serious mode or gati mode? You're a serious, relentless, serious jerk at a time like that, are you aware?

"Uh, eh?

What the hell is that? Such a consciousness, not at all, I don't even have this look.

"Looking back at previous battles, Mr. Rag has a certain habit of stabbing his enemies in the way he stops them. So to speak, it's a habit of [oversaturation attack]."

"Or excessive, saturated...?

To return my parrot, Mr. Rosé nods softly.

"Yes. Would it be easiest to understand the word" overkill "that Mr. Rug said earlier? Hercules fight, only Siglos fight. As was the case with the other day's" Hierarchy Without Opening, "Mr. Rag has a habit of being excessively powerful in his last blow."

"Ah..."

If you ask me, sure. In retrospect, I rather only know it.

"This is a switch in the mode that Mr. Flim likened earlier, but I do see a lot of such parts. This is a common view with me, Princess Xiaolong and Mr. Flim..."

Even though his facial expressions barely moved, only his amber eyes emitted a strong light, and Mr. Rosé stared at me.

"Even in distress, when Mr. Rag is smiling - that's when he's definitely in that mode."

"Huh...?

He talks unconscious again, and I'm confused.

"What, smile...? Oh, really...?

When I looked around everyone's face and listened back, um, Hannu gave a big assent.

"Bye. If you ask me, Lato, when you fight a raw man named Siglos, go to Rosé. Previous Floormaster... Midgals Olm What the fuck? Even before I settled with him, I thought you said you made Flim laugh. That's what I did when I was a concubine. Besides, here's what you're gonna say about it."

The next moment, the three voices overlapped perfectly.

"" I'm the strongest swordsman in the world if only between the three minitos. ""

――――

I didn't realize it when I said it myself, but this is how I heard it from someone else's mouth, and I realized it was a very embarrassing dialogue.

I mean, such a hell of a dialogue, more so in front of Mr. Villey -!?

"-Ma, wait, wait!? Well, that's the, uh, different, uh, uh, momentum on the spot or something......!?

My whole body is hot instead of my face. It was as if the blood in my body had boiled. I tried to deceive Hannu with my hands and feet on my lap.

"Oh, you were actually quite a confident man, Mr. Rug?

Stop moving like a knife stabbed me in the back by Mr. Villey's voice that It sounded like fun, teasing, and then even saying I shouldn't listen.

I look back, probably brighter than Mr. Villey did earlier. [M]

"Chi, it's not!? Oh, only! You're just saying it to inspire yourself, and ho, you're not really thinking that!? Bo, Bo Bo Bo I'm the strongest in the world. That's really awkward......!?

"Oh, don't you have to be modest? I think that's a nice phrase. Besides, it won't be a lie."

Smile, and the goddess smiles, and Mr. Villey praises me. Even though it's embarrassing to be asked by the most powerful swordsman in the world, Miss Swordsman Villey, to speak the great language on the spot, she can't even smile and affirm it.

"- Huh...!?

Embarrassing. I can't help but be ashamed. As much as I want to go in there and disappear as it is when there is a hole.

I turned bright red and had to keep myself down and shut up. [M]

"So Princess Xiaolong? What's the problem with that?

Tired of making fun of me, Mr. Villey reconnected his broken waist. Hannu nodded back to Mr. Villey,

"Mm-hmm. Rats can be relied upon when they say this... conversely, it can be said that the hoop of reason is off. As Flim said earlier, there will certainly be no more reluctance on the part of the enemy, but just as much privacy will be diminished. Would this be a one-on-one duel? Lato himself could be seriously injured by turning his opponent into ground beef. I'm worried about my concubine."

Same on the right.

"Exactly."

Flim raises his right hand, Mr. Rose nods and agrees with her words.

I didn't know...... or when were the three of us sharing such information? After all, I am the only one who is a man, so am I being left alone? [M] Hey - no, I might miss you a lot. Though I don't think I have a choice.

"I see. But I don't think you're gonna be able to say that this time, am I? Anyway, Rag, your" SEAL "is paralyzed by malaise." Artificial SEALs "of surrogates can use basic functions, but they can't be activated until a combat ceremony. I mean, no supporting ceremony, no offensive ceremony, no swordsmanship ceremony, Rag, you're likely to come to a duel. Rather than grinding the opponent, we don't even know if we can win. As it is now."

Guru, and Mr. Villey's words pierce his chest.

Yes, it is. The "artificial SEAL" lent to me by the hospital certainly moves as a substitute for "SEAL," but I can't handle the power of Photon Blood to alter reality to boulders - that is, "Arterforce." Even if ordinary functions such as general applications, communications, and netdives can be used, combat ceremonies such as attack and sword ceremonies such as those used by the so-called Explorer cannot even be activated.

"Plus, Rag, I was just looking into your dueling opponent while you were being examined. Romnick Bagley. Age is twenty-five. Explorer, who's been rapidly gaining a name these days."

Mr. Villey showed us the "SEAL" AR screen and zoomed it in so we could see it. At present, the five people on this scene are provisionally interconnected by routers, so that data can be shared without direct contact.

What Mr. Villey made display was a certain side of the news. It contains photographs of Romnick's face and his armed appearance as an explorer.

"I mean, the last few days. Not as sensational as you were, Rag. Originally a mid-level explorer, the estimated overall rating is B-rank. The fighting style seems to use spears a lot, so I guess it's Lancer. I'm not strong enough to call it top-notch or meritorious, but thanks to the [track record] I've launched in the last few days, it's got a strange alias."

There was a Romnick himself named and yet another, another nickname.

"" Apsetter ", and" Duelist "… how did they give you such a name? Because, as its name suggests, it has won all fights by dueling the Explorer above its rank."

――

I thought the lightning struck my brain. That's about as surprising. I mean, I was surprised that I didn't understand Mr. Villey's words well because his head turned too bright.

"Why... all fights, all wins...!? Oh, uh, what is that...!?

Isn't that some kind of mistake, faster than that?

Mr. Villey looked back at me like a ruby and nodded.

"Yeah, definitely. Unless all the articles everywhere are lies - I'm talking about it. From what I've looked into, this guy named Romnick, instead of an estimated overall rating of A-rank, is the only one, but he's also won the S-rank duel. The result is, so far, twelve wins in a row, undefeated. Seems like he signed up for a duel from himself at first, but from the way in, rumors are calling for rumors and, conversely, other explorers are trying to duel him. It's been less than a week since the first duel, and that's why we're in the Twelve."

I don't believe it. I can't believe you duel twice a day or more, and you beat a stronger opponent than yourself in a row.

As previously described, Explorer benchmarks are evaluated based on five items: muscle strength, endurance, agility, surgical strength, blood volume, etc. In my case, I have muscle strength D, endurance C, agility C, surgery E, blood volume B, etc.

Each item has a fairly scrupulous rating, so even the same C-rank, from pin to kili, is not necessarily the same rank, so it may not be as strong.

In addition, there are other skills assessments and abilities assessments, which are also ranked from lowest E to maximum SSS. By the way, there's only one skill assessment I have, and that's "weapons in general b +". As you know, thanks to learning how to handle a variety of weapons from my grandfather, Doradores, who was my master, I was appreciated for being able to use a wide variety of objects, such as swords, spears, and bows, all at that level there. The '+' rating was probably taken into account where the power could be boosted by a supportive technique.

Ability assessment is not about skill, but about ability - that is, ranking against talent. The specific qualities of Flim, for example - the unusually thick Photon Blood, almost infinitely overflowing with 'Reality Modifier' - 'Permanent Return Furnace (Mebius Oven)', etc., can be found in this. By the way, the rank is EX. It is a non-standard rating that is given when ranking from E to SSS is "immeasurable" and "different dimensions".

Note that my "multitasking" is kept secret, so it has not been evaluated. In fact, if you benchmark it, which category will it be: skills or abilities? No, I'm not going to ask you to appreciate it.

And the basic evaluations, skills evaluations, abilities evaluations that I have mentioned so far - the evaluations that will be given in their entirety - are exactly what I have just been saying about 'overall evaluations'.

This already seems simple, it seems confusing, and it's a simple story after all.

Because, for example, some people have been born to become fully warriors, such as "Muscle Strength A, Endurance A, Agility E, Surgical Strength E, Blood Volume E, Skill C, Ability E," even in the same overall rating C rank, while others say "Muscle Strength C, Endurance C, Agility C, Surgical Strength C, Blood Volume C, Skill C, Ability C," which is very average. The point is that as a result of multiplying all the elements together, it is the 'overall evaluation' that is ejected.

So I guess the calculations when evaluating are quite tricky, but if you look only at the results, it's obvious, simple and clear.

The higher the overall rating rank, the stronger the person is purely.

More importantly, in order for an overall rating low rank to beat someone with an overall rating high rank, considerable additional elements are needed, such as considerable luck and powerful weapons. It's a guy called 'Unrated Items'.

"Once or twice, it may just be a slip... but if it's twelve times in a row on a boulder, it's just a coincidence we can't clean it up. If that's the case, it's no longer called a miracle."

Yes. It's obviously odd to think about it in common sense and beat your opponent undefeated.

Let's say that guy named Romnick is estimated to have an overall rating of B rank. Besides, let's say it's a "B rank with unlimited A rank among B ranks."

Still, it's pretty hard to beat an overall rating A-rank against an opponent. Even if the opponent was' A rank near B rank unlimited among A-ranks', it should be quite difficult. The difference in rank is so great.

Rather because it is the result of complex and vast computational simulations, it could also be said that the grooves carved between the overall rating ranks are deep and the walls that stand are high. Anyway, it has been certified [overall].

"Isn't it simply because if you do something and you have a powerful arm?

First Flim mentioned that possibility. It is a crafter-like opinion.

But Mr. Villey shook his neck sideways and rocked a radiant platinum blonde.

"As far as this image and the footage that's been running elsewhere, you do use quite a bit of business. But that's not why we're fighting in a way that relies on the performance of weapons. Most of the time, the weapon they're using is better."

Mr. Villey lined up, excerpting images showing Romnick's masterpieces. Flim gets slightly forward and stares.

"... uhh... really. Flipping the difference in overall rating rank with this spear alone is a bit impossible... but what if it's not a weapon...?

"Do you have skills, or abilities, that are not considered in the benchmark"

Mr. Rose's sober voice took over Flim's words, roaring with wrinkles between his eyebrows. As with my Multitasking, naturally that skill or ability would not be reflected in the overall rating rank if it had not been evaluated in the first place. Therefore, even if Romnick was in fact an overall rating A, there is ample chance that he is considered to be an estimated overall rating B rank around.

Incidentally, the phrase 'presumed' has been used since the results of the benchmark test are personal information, although it is obvious that they are not usually published. Explorer, however, is a fighting profession, synonymous with combat behavior so to speak, disseminating its own information around it. It is the estimated overall assessment that is calculated by analyzing the information and records available.

By the way, I've been asked and answered by Flim before, but my overall rating is D-rank. However, this does not include an evaluation of surgical control.

"If it is a special skill that is not visible to the eye, it should not be included in the estimated overall assessment. As a matter of fact, isn't that person named Romnick an A-rank, or S-rank?

In response to Ms Rosé's opinion that

"Yeah, that kind of thing."

and Mr. Villey returned a subtle affirmation.

- Something like that? I mean, not in itself, but something similar, I suppose? No, I mean, from the way it's spoken right now, it's like Mr. Villey knows the right answer...?

"It's definitely an 'off-rate item'. But at the same time, it can be called a skill, or an ability. Maybe the rating rank will be EX."

Without rhetoric, Mr. Villey pointed a sharp glance at Mr. Rosé for some reason. There,

"What do you mean, Villy, you don't know what to say?"

Hannu made the same point that he thought I did. Mr. Villey then leaves his gaze out of Mr. Rosé's and takes the lead.

"Yeah, I know the wind, not, I know, actually. And that should be the same for you there - Mr. Lortolinze. Right?"

Mr. Rose's face was much more nervous the moment he was thrown a confirmatory question.

"- No way..."

"Yeah, no way."

Mr. Villey stood up and pressed his right palm against his chest.

"Speaking of which, thanks to everything that's happened, you haven't had a formal greeting yet. Mr. Loltrinze, Mr. Millibertiflim. Again, I'm Victoria van Fredericks. As you may know, the world calls me" Miss Sword Villey. "

I'll borrow Mr. Villey's words when he talks about Grandma Maria, but people who don't know "Miss Sword Villey" in the current explorer are set on Mogri. So whether it was Mr. Rose or Flim, I wasn't as surprised by that introduction.

"And -"

So the bomb was thrown at the next moment.

- Mr. Loltrinze, I'm the same as you.