Riot Grasper

- Rim, who breathed heavily in front of me, shook up his fist.

The rock on her front is a giant rock that would be difficult to lift, even if the inflexible orga did herd.

Keep it straight down so that your fists are sucked into the boulder, and the next moment...

Bagggggggggggggggggggggg!!

and smashed and scattered with the roar of shaking the tympanic membrane.

As a result of my telling Rim the truth, she exploded feelings of disappointment and anger into the abusive way of taking her skills away from others... so no.

"What do you think? You're getting a lot better at controlling it."

Rim, smiling briskly and looking back here, is an adorable beast man, badly unbalanced against a background scattered with pieces of scattered rock.

- Another week since then...?

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"-... so even though I'm a human being, all I can fight for is the benefit of the immense skill I live in."

I don't know if I could explain it well, but Rim was gaveling at what this one was talking about and listening seriously. I had interrupted the conversation every time someone came to visit me along the way, so some parts of it would be interrupted, but I told them everything I could talk about.

Exactly. You haven't even talked about me losing my life in my previous life and being reincarnated into this world, but it's all about it, including the fact that I was getting stronger by taking my skills away from others.

Most importantly, because the concept of "skill" is not pervasive in the other world Ealis, it explains that the results of drilling accumulated through training in swordsmanship, magic, etc., can be their own…

I was a little confused about giving details of my abilities, but it became a trend to see what Lim's great skills were later, and I also taught her this ability to be fair.

I guess so when it comes to it being a good opportunity because I was going to say it one day, but I was freaking out inside by telling you the fact that I was getting stronger in a way that robbed me of the fruits of my efforts.

How do you see yourself for those who have gained strength by working hard?

"Um... disappointed?

"Uh, why?

Rim throws a questionable voice here with an unyielding look.

"No, because I didn't try to be strong myself"

Hmm, this is a humble way of saying it. It's weird to reopen what's wrong with using the extreme skills you've lived in... what's wrong?

Troubled, a light shock ran on my shoulder.

It is a cat punch that is good at rims.

"It's kind of not like Sage. Then I want you to tell me... when you protected everyone from Brad Auga, or when you fought a demonic woman in the Powdal Wetlands... when you helped me from the demonic tribe that attacked the village, how was Sage fighting? You had plenty of room?

He was beaten with a giant stick and played like rubber in the Blood Aug, and when he fought Mr. Alba, he was pierced with bows and arrows and spears... what makes him think I was the most seriously wounded in the Dino, and he was going to sleep for three days.

As long as you are ashamed of yourself.

"Uh, I think that's what being strong means, huh?

... hmm? Hey, what do you mean?

"Rim, just a little more detail"

"Eh heh, I won't say it anymore"

Rim, who gently clasped my hand, stretched out in a motion as agile as a cat, rose from his chair with a grin as he shrugged. I can't wait to feel it's just a little lit up. Cute.

In return for the cat punch earlier, this one is also stunningly avoided trying a light body touch.

I'm not giving you my skills.

Ha, this guy. I would have taught those who possess extreme skills that their abilities rebel against each other. So you're saying it's on purpose? I don't know...... I think sharing a secret has reduced the distance between the two of us. sooner if this is happening...... no, should we assume that now is the only time we have gained an understanding?

Well, I'm kind of starting to feel like the highest--

"-Hey, that doesn't sound like a lot of fun, you guys."

"... Hi"

I felt calm again, not realizing the sound of a knock because I was floating, but in front of the person who came in through the open door with a chatter.

A woman with healthy brown skin and slight dark eyes - Ray. Next door was also Ren, his brother, who was with him, stringing together and hanging several wild birds that he would have stopped at the hunt.

"No, look, I heard Se woke up. I went hunting today to make dinner extravagant."

Ray grins as his brother sticks a knife to the neck of the wild bird hanging from him.

"You should keep the blood drained."

"Oh, yeah."

Uh, we're talking about the wild birds now, right? Would you stop staring at my neck?

"By the way, Rim, are you sure you're better off physically? You're not possessed by a demon like that."

Apparently, Ray saw something like a ball of light popping up fuzzy by Dino's death going into the rim. If someone who doesn't know the circumstances sees such a sight, he can't help but worry if he was possessed.

Or I think Ray and Rim are getting closer at some point too. What the hell happened while I was away from base? We had a fight about beating each other up until a while ago.

Okay, here's me and Rim's eye contact activated.

When I explained earlier, I first advised everyone that it would be better to keep quiet about extreme skills. She honestly accepted my suggestion that Rim is free to tell someone about her abilities, but that she has only a little bit of extreme skill to deal with.

"Yeah, there's nothing weird about that."

"Phew... that would have been nice. I'll drain the blood from the finished prey and leave it in the cooking area, so say hello again as usual. Have you put anything special in your cooking lately? If I did something, I'd be feeling better."

To Ray's question, a rim that swings his neck sideways as he sifts.

Hmm. But Rim's cooking skills should have gone up from Lv1 to Lv2 the other day... does that matter? I don't know in what way the changes caused by the immense skill I have lived, so I need to look into them.

"Oh, speaking of which, didn't you see Shania somewhere?

"Oh, then I saw oila. I was doing something with Mr. Berga in the room behind the ruins."

Nodding at Ren's words, I grabbed the Orb prototype in my hand.

When it comes to the back room... it will be a room where you can search for information left by Dragon Man (Dragon Newt) in the past.

Ugh... I knew I had to give this back. I think I can use a lot of things.

"I'm just forgetting to deliver something"

As he walked down the hallway of the ruins, he concentrated his consciousness on the treasure balls in his own hands.

Earlier I made talking to Rim a priority, but I heard that this prototype was made to mimic the dragon orb and the dot that seals the extreme skill. They don't have enough performance to keep extreme skills sealed... but what about normal generic skills?

The number of skills an individual can keep is ten.

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- Bandit's Divine Art (Liot Glasper) LV3 (47/150)

- Mad Warrior (Berserk) LV2 (1/50)

- Swordsmanship LV4 (6/500)

- Body surgery LV3 (16/150)

- Former Magic LV3 (102/500)

- physical enhancement LV3 (129/150)

-State abnormal resistance LV3 (45/150)

- Vital enhancement LV2 (38/50)

• Monster Tame LV2 (22/50)

-Charge LV2 (44/50)

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As you can see, my skill frame is full. Now you need to discard your existing skills in order to get new ones, and you will not have to discard the skills you have collected so hard.

All of this is useful.

Being a mad warrior (Berserk) is a substitute I want to cherish as a memorial to pulling out the wedge that was stabbing Rim's heart (* dangerous ideas).

If it is possible to keep your skills in this skill orb (* name it yourself), it will be a very valuable substitute for me.

Some days I solve the requests of adventurers with a combat-based skill configuration, and I don't dream of working in a blacksmith or craftsman by changing to a production-based skill configuration depending on my mood.

By changing your combat skills from personal to anti-siege, your opponent will expand the range of battles.

Exactly the treasure ball of my dreams! Dreywim!

... Phew, I think I'm getting a little excited. Be cool...... Bee Cool.

"Even so, you can't just put your skills into it on your own..."

I would like to see if it is possible to transfer skills to the orb in the image of performing "Skill Transfer" by Bandit's Divine Technique (Liot Glasper), but I wonder if it is as a person who would use it before delivering forgotten objects.

"Oh, come on ~? Did I explain it to Rim properly?

... etc while I was thinking, I ended up coming to Shania.

There is a surprising ancient dragon language floating on a stone slab with a strange light, and I can see that it was in the middle of some sort of investigation.

"Oh, I explained it right. By the way, you forgot this."

"Oops, I can't get my hands off you right now, so give it to Berga."

Suddenly Berga, who was holding back beside him, stepped forward and tried to silently receive an orb from me.

A lot of silence.

"Hey, Berga. This orb doesn't have the power to just seal up your extreme skills, does it?

"Oh, that's what I told you. There's no sealed curse, so it's like an ornamental jewel if it stays that way."

"... the curse of sealing?

"To put it plainly, it's like a stopper to turn it into a vessel ~. I wonder if you mean cursing the dragon orb so that it doesn't have the greatest skill sealed outside. But the prototype isn't finished as a vessel, so there's no sealed curse."

Shania answered me instead as I moved my hand.

... I see. Does that mean that the skills you put in this are free to go in and out?

"Huh. If you don't need it, why don't you give me this?

I won't show any particularly disappointing bareback, and I'll try to negotiate for you to give me a skill orb.

I have a self in my heart that I want so much that I can get my hands out of my throat, but I looked desperate there.

"Hmm? Right - nothing good, but what are you going to use it for?

"Somehow, collecting rare items like this is like a habit."

Oh ~ I'm convinced, Shania watching this one with a look like that.

"But Master Shania... and it's precious, like giving it to a human easily..."

"Well, why don't you stop?

Hey, no, no!! Berga, don't say anything extra YAY!!

"Uh-huh, I knew I needed" Heavenly Green Stone "... it means I have to find it in the tunnel."

Shania, who was somewhat bumpy and muttering, seems to have interrupted the manipulation of the tablet there, and the floating group of characters slowly disappears.

"Heavenly Green Stone... What the hell?

"It's the ore we need to repair the Dragon Orb. A small amount seems to be enough, but it's a very rare thing, so I was just checking to see if there was anything to replace it."

Heavenly Green Stone, huh? You've never heard of it.

"That's right. If you can help me find Heavenly Green Stone, I can give you the prototype."

Whoa, can you exchange terms like that? Really?

"I can help, but I don't think you'll find something that valuable soon."

"As it is, let me tell you the characteristics of celestial green stone for now. If you get the information in the city or something, it feels good enough to tell me."

Shania's one, isn't she?

- At the end of the day, I agreed to the terms of my skill orb desire.

'Cause I wanted it.

Return to your room and focus your awareness on the skill orb you just got.

I was worried about which skills to transfer to the orb at the beginning, but I chose the "Life Strength" skill.

Because in case you're going to lose your skills, if you go hunting Blood Aug, you can take it back.

... All right, let's do it.

Slightly nervous, he carefully moved his skills to the orb in the image of skills transfer.

While curbing excitement, check item information in Bandit's Eye (Liot Eyes).

"Skill Orb" - A Wonderful Treasure Ball Supposedly Made by the Dragon Man (1/10).

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- Vital enhancement LV2 (38/50)

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Come on!

Can I think of this 1/10 as capacity? How big of a skill can't get into all this capacity? Maybe it's a different mechanism than living in a human being.

No, wait. Not yet!

If you can't get your skills back to yourself from here, it means nothing.

Grasp the skill orb and try to remember to come back inside yourself.

A familiar feeling of something warm passing throughout your body and penetrating into your body.

At this time - I heard a laugh like a madman echoing from my room terribly worried a few people downstairs... later.

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"- Hey, what's up?

I tried to peek into me when I was confused, and Rim called out.

The scattered, crushed boulder is a mark of destruction to the point of stiffness.

"... do you want to clean it up a bit"

What's it like to leave it scattered, so I thought I'd clean it up all at once with dirt magic... magic doesn't work.

"Oops, I did"

The reason I didn't activate it is not because I have ex-magic inside my skill orb.

Because the mana that should be in the atmosphere is only temporarily depleted around here.

To activate attribute magic, an operator needs to use the mana in his body as an explosive agent to convert atmospheric mana and sublime it to magic. The bigger the magic, the greater the burden on the operator, but if the mana that is supposed to be in the atmosphere is depleted, there is no way to convert it, and therefore attribute magic becomes inactivatable.

Now, who was the killer who depleted Mana from all around him?

No matter what you hide, it's the rim next to me.

Dino had turned into a grotesque figure by eating demons, but Rim didn't acquire the ability to devour demon carcasses.

Big Sin Skills that give them a thousand different abilities by the people they live in - it was the mana itself that abundantly exists in the atmosphere that "bulimia" chose to eat.

- Demon Eating Armored Fighting Clothes (Firful Rondo)

The simple ability to pour the enormous amount of mana eaten into physical strengthening, but this is terribly strong. The mana you capture in your body swells up enough to visualize it, enveloping the rim's body like a slightly glowing coat. The supple movement of the fortified beast man makes you feel even as beautiful as you dance. By the way, I'm the one who named it.

If the opponent you confront was a wizard, for example, you would end up with a tragic word.

With atmospheric mana depleted and magic unavailable, we have to counter the strongest physical attacks. I would cry.

Moreover, there is also the potential for capacity to change as a result of future growth, a high potential that is still developing.

"Speaking of which... I guess it's time"

I spoke to Rim on my way back to the site where I'm based.

"What?

"You told Mr. Arnold and Mr. Dore that Mr. Milley was alive, didn't you? Because the letter that Kroko brought home said he was headed this way right away."

It's time to get there.

"Right, Father... you'll be happy"

I remember the contents of the letter as I walked with Rim with a slight grin.

In the atmosphere I could read from the letters, I know Mr. Arnold would be happy, but I was excited that Mr. Dore would do it, and it said if Mr. Milley was here, I would do business with him or something. If you are going to do business based here, it will save me the trouble of sourcing supplies.

It is arguably in line with the concept of a place where many races live in cooperation….

Thinking about it, a fluttering and strong wind stroked my cheek.

If you look, the Silver-haired Demon Clan riding the Griffon will descend this way.

"Alba,...?