Riot Grasper

The demonic woman who taught me about Dino's raid - Mr. Alba. Featuring bright red eyes like blood on her beautiful silver hair, she had disappeared by the time my injury recovered and woke up.

Even though I wanted to ask you a lot about the possibility that the Demons would retaliate for Dino's death, and why you helped me in the first place.

But the fact that she showed up again like this must mean something.

Me and Lim don't fully solve the alert and respond to sudden visitors.

"I thought I'd never see you again, but I was just going to tell you one thing today."

Mr. Alba, who has descended while riding a griffon, has, as always, spoken to us in a cold voice.

I don't know what to say. You've seen me many times in the end, and I'm so twinkled... I can't even say what a ripped mouth it is. Must be pierced with a spear until the prototype is gone.

"He wasn't there when I woke up, so I wondered where he'd gone."

"There's an area far south of here where demons live... because I thought if the son of a sheik who heads the demons who live there were dead, he'd be a little bummed."

...... hmm? I want a moment. Something is stuck on my eardrum that I really don't want to hear right now.

"Son of a chief...... what?

"You look strange about what. Dino would have blown you away without leaving any shards."

Oh, no, no, no, no!! You're the son of that sheik. Ooh!

Isn't this an absolute pattern of retaliation?

Was it the quiet before the storm that was peaceful for a while? I've just placed a new mana crystal in the junction demon prop at the base, but I'm only willing to be destroyed again soon.

If this happens, you and me, Rim, are we gonna set up an ambush on the Demon stronghold? That's better than being surrounded by our stronghold...

"Well, wait. There seems to be some mistake, but your information has not been conveyed to the Devil's side"

It was Mr. Alba who spoke of too unexpected a fact, but it took a lot of time with my dull head to understand the meaning of the words that followed.

"Dino... reported I killed him"

... what...!?

"Buying grudges from demons poorly is not where you'd want it either. Besides, considering I took you there, I'm not lying that I killed you."

Well... you'd better just lay low, but if you were to kill a demon clan that was supposed to be one of us, you'd naturally be asked why.

"There are a few reasons why I kill Dino? The biggest reason is that he was an angry man."

I'm very curious about the level of anger. Is my behavior acceptable?

"... and he was my fiancée"

Oh, that's my first ear.

"Anyone would hate to be tied to someone they don't like. I think that's with you whether you're a human or a beast man...?

Rim, who was next door, is also slowly nodding at Mr. Alba's inquiry like asking for his consent.

Hey, who have you got in your head now? It's not me, is it? That's not true, is it?

... and let's just focus on the situation in front of us, me.

Even so, kill your normal fiancée just because you don't like them?

▼ I would die if I were to marry someone like that!

▼ No, no, why do I have to die?

▼ So, what do we do?

▼ Then you can kill them!

... Oh, I would kill Mr. Alba for this. Definitely this pattern.

Somehow, I've only been able to think of this pattern anymore.

"It took a little while for you to believe I killed him,"

"Uh. Is that what you came here to tell me today?

Lower the fist that Rim stood on, loosen his guard for a little while, and then ask Mr. Alba.

"Oh. By the way... because I've been deported on this one, it's probably really gonna be the last time I see you"

If you ask me, Mr. Alba's father also plays the chief who rules the area in the south of Richelle. I guess I took the form of an expulsion disposition to make amends for what my own daughter did.

"All my friends who lived in the house and nearby woods have been free. Well, this is how Luna came along."

Friends... Are you referring to the demons Tamed by Mr. Alba? Luna misses it so much that she still rubs her fluffy hairy head on Mr. Alba's cheek.

"Don't worry, I'm still grateful for this. Well, let's just say we ride Luna and travel freely for a while. Outside the Asha continent... if you cross to the Balmundo continent, where there are many sub-people, there may be villages where demons live."

... Will I be able to travel that relaxed?

Even so freely, the extent to which the Demons can act is very narrow.

Even the Suvenese Empire, the Kingdom of Richelle, has no place to embrace the Demons. Most people think the Demons are all enemies of man... At least, I've never met anyone who has feelings in favor of the Demons.

I don't know the details of what the continent of Balmund looks like, but it doesn't necessarily mean that the demons live and accept Mr. Alba.

In the first place, is it possible to ride Luna across the continent?

If we were to board a large ship like a continental return ship, how are we going to get in?

If so, go ahead...

No, no, wait, me. Exactly. The idea would be cheap.

Mr. Alba was banished because he lay low on this information, but I just repelled the person who bit me (* at least to Dino) even though I didn't do anything wrong. So it's wrong to be retaliated against in the first place.

No, but Mr. Alba doesn't even have to take the blame for Dino getting busted... I'm not sure anymore!

There are three choices that came up in my brain as I was about to get confused.

▼ Ask Mr. Alba if he wants to come to base.

▼ Shut up and drop off Mr. Alba like this.

▼ Complete antiwar by stating that it was you who defeated Dino on the Devil's side. Destroy the Demons.

... I think the King of Richelle told me not to get involved with the Demons any more, but this is not his territory. There won't be any complaining muscles either.

Fight the Demons thoroughly... and destroy the place to return.

"Um... right. Why don't you live here with Mr. Alba, where I'm based? There's still room available."

... I said it. I can't go back.

I've been trying my best to understand what they're talking about from earlier, but now Mr. Alba is more silent.

"Is that pitying me?

Alba, staring at this one, raised the question briefly.

She doesn't seem angry, but if she makes a bad statement that hurts her pride, she'll disappear from her sight in an instant.

"This base is a place where people of all races can live… I want to make it that way"

"... so?

"Demons, if I say so, are one race, right?

"fu...... haha"

Was the answer interesting, Mr. Alba laughed dullly. He's pushing his face against Luna's back, trying so hard to show me the look he's laughing at.

- Waiting often, Mr. Alba, with his face up, had returned to a serious look, but seemed to dwell in strange kindness as if the thorns had fallen out.

"One question... do you think the others will accept me?

"It must be hard at first...... But I don't think we need to be forced to get along, do we? It's good enough to use it as a bed."

"What if someone sells you a fight? Can I kill you?

"Fight...... so don't kill them. Or never kill anyone who lives in the ruins. If you think it's the limit, then you can feel free to go on a journey."

"I see. But if I kill you...... what do you do?

At that moment when Mr. Alba's bright red eyes looked at this one - his breathing could no longer engrave a normal rhythm. My heart beats faster to a killing intent that I don't even try to hide.

... who? I was just saying that thorns fell out or something.

My liar!

But it is unacceptable to obscure the answer here.

Let me be clear.

"If you kill someone here... then I will kill Mr. Alba"

In such a clear response, Mr. Alba once again leaked a laugh.

Now he doesn't even try to hide it, and after a lot of laughing, he gently pounds Luna on the back.

"- Let's go... Luna. It's gonna be where we live for a while."

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"Oh! Isn't that you, Sage? Long time no see."

It was Mr. Dore, a dog beast with a cuteness somewhere like a playdog, who welcomed us at the base. Apparently, he was arriving here while we were training outside.

"It's been a while, Mr. Dore. You were already there. Have you met Mr. Milley?

Seeing Mr. Dore swinging his tail busting, it looks like he's already done an inspiring reunion. You're a merchant, and you're this easy to understand? I don't even think about it.

"Oh, I've had a lot to talk about. Looks like Mr. Milley and Arnold are still talking in their room, but don't think it's too bad to interrupt."

Laughing, Mr. Dore glances at the rim that was next to me.

"I'm really glad your mother's okay, too, Lim. Oh... the one behind you..."

As soon as he did, Mr. Dorre had a startling look with the fur on his ears and tail facing up to the fullest extent.

"Stay, stay... stay, come on?

... Yeah, well, it will, won't it? I just don't get beaten up all of a sudden.

I will briefly introduce Mr. Dore, who stood with his lazy stomach shaken pompously, to Mr. Alba, who is going to live in a stronghold.

"Are you serious about that? I'm going to focus on expanding my connections as a merchant, but I've never seen anyone try to interact more with the Demons."

Though Mr. Dore is slightly attractive, he seems to have gained some understanding.

Let's just say that I intend to make dinner a little extravagant this evening to celebrate the arrival of Mr. Arnold and Mr. Dore, but also to celebrate Mr. Aruba's arrival.

- The cook is still Mr. Rim and Mr. Millet, but today I decided to read the air and help the rim.

Dismantling vegetable peeling and prey, etc., will be proceeding with the familiar hand there.

The meat used today is a demon named 'Chromadillo'. This guy's outer skin is black and hard because when he is impacted, he attacks around his body while protecting himself in a circle. I thought it might not be very suitable for consumption, but it seems surprisingly delicious with rare ingredients for Ren to say.

Incidentally, what this guy possessed was Dark Attribute Resistance LV1 skills, which are already stored in the Skill Orb.

Currently housed in the orb are four: "Mad Warrior (Berserk) Lv2," "Light Attribute Resistance Lv2," "Skill Lv2," and "Dark Attribute Resistance Lv1". "Berserk" will not have many opportunities to use it, so it is removed to create a vacancy in the skill frame.

The skill of light attribute resistance was taken from a crocodile demon called "Shine Gator" encountered at the request of the light goku collection received in the guild, when he also exorcised the "Goblin Leader" at the request for his magic skills.

Skills in physical enhancement and abnormal state tolerance have also been only slightly enhanced, and when it comes to the achievements of the past week, is that the place?

Also regarding the Adventurer Rank that had applied for promotion, however, promotion was officially granted. I don't plan on going on the imperial side, but if you're a Rank A adventurer, you'll also be down for clearance.

Chromadillo's outer skin was gently cleaved with a knife of the highest hardness made from phosphorous dragon crystals, and I was thinking about it as I peeled the slip and skin.

The sound of a cockroach sounds by sticking a knife in the gap between the large joints of the hands and feet and rotating it around. This way, the rest can be removed without a knife.

Since the blood and guts are already drained, they are cut into affordable sizes while avoiding large bones.

"Ho. We're done dismantling the meat, Rim."

"Yeah, thanks"

The rim that received the cut meat appears to boil the meat down in a large pot first. Slightly fat meat, so it would mean lower preparation to eliminate odor and fat.

A rim where boiled meat is gently sliced into pieces and then cleverly stabbed on a skewer. There are colorful vegetables pinched between them, something that already appetizes you before baking. Jiuru.

Dozens of skewers made with a special sauce are baked, and I carry them on a large plate.

Along the way, I concentrated my consciousness on one of those skewers.

"Chromadillo Skewers" - A special skewer made from cromadillo meat. * Temporarily increases Dark Attribute Resistance slightly.

Would you have understood? This dish is given a special effect. Of course, it doesn't mean that cooking in this world generally has special potency.

I was curious to find out because Ray used to say he was in good physical shape when he ate Rim's cooking... it seems this would be the effect of the extreme skill he lived in Rim.

Aside from the Devil's Eating Armor (Firful Rondo), she probably has some special powers sprouting up. In my case, it's like Bandit's Eye (Liot Eyes), which can be used in a set.

It's only a guess, but it wouldn't be so wrong, because it doesn't make a peek at Rim's status now.

As regards the effects conferred, it is likely that the ingredients used in the dishes are relevant. The effects shown are varied, such as an increase in the rate of fatigue recovery and a temporary doubling of proficiency in martial arts skills, so far I am thinking about the lucky bonus, but I would like Rim to cook for me once I get some amazing ingredients as well.

"Ngu...... mmm, this is good. I'm going to be crushed by my guilt for stumbling on me."

Put one in your hand into your stomach and go to the dining room with a face that you don't eat.

For the record, the cooking effect is granted to me properly, too. As it was attackable on Dino with swordsmanship and magic skills taken from others, it doesn't seem to be bounced, albeit due to major crime skills, unless directly interfered with.

In this case, it's via ingredients, and if it doesn't happen like I'm going to get in a big fight with Rim and be cooked directly... what's that scary?

"Yahoo, Skewered Pearly Nights today!

Shivering is Len, whose brown skin is intoxicated and slightly red.

Shania and Berga left when they said they were going back to the Dragon Man, but this site houses Ray and Ren's twin sisters and brothers, Mr. Cecil, Mr. Millet, Ted in Dorfoy, and me and Rim. It's a big place for Mr. Arnold and Mr. Dore to be there today, and Mr. Aruba to be in.

"Sage."

Reflectively looking back at him when he was called by his name, Mr. Arnold stood there with a serious face.

Take my hands and grip them hard and they will say the words quietly after taking a breath.

"I really... really appreciate it. Thanks."

The way Mr. Arnold on the strong side was about to sneeze his face and cry was going to loosen up to this tear gland. Wherever it is, it is also an alley to weep in the congratulatory seat, so I receive a word of thanks from the front and tell them to enjoy the food.

"Mmm, right. Hey...... Dore, get out of the way"

"Say no."

"What...?

Mr. Dore, who was sitting right next to Mr. Milley, doesn't seem to be going to give up the place. What a friendly threesome that makes me smile over here watching.

The hustle and bustle increased when Mr. Arnold started drinking, but I'm sure he put up with the booze until he conveyed his thanks.

"Is that it?"

I realize that a certain person is not in the hustle and bustle.

He looked around and found someone sitting on his back in the middle of a staircase a long way from the dining room.

... over there.

"- Mr. Alba, were you here?

"Sort of. If I were here, my meal wouldn't go through my throat."

Mr. Alba mouths a much tilted liquor bottle. Do you care about her?

For once, tell everyone about her, but the reactions were varied. Those who convinced me even if it wasn't favorable, those who looked bitter, those who were happy that I was going to be a good trainee, etc.

"This skewer is delicious. Want to go?"

Mr. Aruba, who silently received the skewer he had brought, slowly tasted his first bite and flattened Bakubaku and the rest.

That's the silent time to visit.

"... Um, what's Mr. Alba's hobby?

Is it a match?!? It's a question that makes me want to scratch.

"... another bottle"

"Huh?"

"Bring me another skewer from earlier and I'll talk to you"

In an atmosphere of silence, I immediately returned to Mr. Aruba with a skewer.

"I... right. Getting along with demons is probably the most fun. Speaking of which, were you able to have a conversation with the demon, too?

"Ah, yes. There's been a little bit more demons lately."

Focusing on the demonic talk, you can say that you played the conversation with Mr. Alba. It's something that interests me purely, such as stories about demons that she's made friends with before.

"But... there are still few people who can fly. I've never seen Luna before."

Trying to buy a flying horseman among the horsemen would be terribly expensive. Well, I guess that means it's so rare.

"A lot of dragon monsters can fly in the sky, but there's a small number of them... because they're pretty fierce. If you do bad, this one's gonna get hit."

"Why are there so many dragon-shaped demons that can fly?

"Saana."

Drinking up the contents of the liquor bottle, Mr. Alba shrugs as if he remembered.

"Speaking of which... I've heard that dragon species adapt very quickly to the environment. Maybe it evolved with the need for flight capability, too. I remember your horseman was a dragon breed as well... but it might turn into something."

Indeed, Luke is also a demon of the dragon species Scale Dragon, an excellent horseman who wears beautiful scales.

"Oh, yeah. I need to give Luke some dinner, too."

As I recall from the conversation, I say no to Mr. Aruba and then head outside the ruins.

... By the way, I'd like to report that I was bored about Luke.

When I was forced by Mr. Alba, of course, Luke couldn't take me with him over weight. As a result, it became a form of abandonment in the Powdal Wetlands.

I was going to pick him up right away, but after the battle with Dino, he slept for three days, which was causing some confusion in his memory.

Yes, there was confusion in my memory.

In the end, I realized that Luke was not there, before noon, the day after I woke up, when I tried to make my way to the city of Amorphas. Imagine Luke's mood, which has been left behind for four days, and I've made a strange noise, but that's where a miracle happens.

Oh, my God, Luke showed up with "Quo" and other thin squeals from the woods.

It would not be possible to cross the Bernica Castle Fortress city alone, so it would appear to have treaded the high and rugged Rabe Mountains on its own. There were scratches all over my body, and I could see that it wasn't easy.

Luke staring at this one.

I'm too touched, I can harden my body and I can't move.

The high and steep mountains that separated us no longer exist.

The two rushing over confirmed each other's warmth by hugging each other hard - they were bitten funny.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

He was pissed off by bees about abandoning him to the Powdal Wetlands, not in a dirty way.

"Next time I do it, I'll bite you to death!

And she was furious, too, and when I told her that I had been asleep for a long time, she managed to put me on the spear.

... That's why Luke is still working for me as an excellent horseman, and I'm giving him no shortage of rice.

Take a trip to the simplified but newly-built Riding Beast House and speak to Luke, who is connected.

Satisfied that I was eating the meat I had prepared, I stopped trying to get behind the scene.

Speaking of which...

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- Nail surgery LV3 (6/150)

- Light Magic LV3 (3/150)

-Fire attribute resistance LV2 (21/50)

- Water attribute resistance LV2 (22/50)

- Wind attribute resistance LV1 (7/10)

- soil attribute resistance LV1 (8/10)

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Check Luke's status and recall he was increasing his resistance to attributes. Originally resistant to fire and water attributes, the wind added soil.

Now that the Skill Orb houses Dark and Light Resistance skills, this will align them all just fine.

... together with my previous apologies, shall we strengthen Luke?

That's what I thought. Once I get my skills back from the orb, I transfer them to Luke.

It is impossible to give away directly from a skill orb to others, and changing ownership of the skill still seems to require the power of Bandit's Divine Skills (Liot Glasper).

The skills of "Dark Attribute Resistance Lv1 (8/10)" and "Light Attribute Resistance Lv2 (14/50)" reside safely in Luke and "Quo" raises the voice of joy.

- But the next moment Luke suddenly fell to the ground.

"... Huh? Hey, you okay?!? Hey!

I try to run over and shake my body, but I don't hear back.

But I began to hear a weird noise from Luke's body that he was meshing...

It's like you're trying to push through some kind of shell, that sound.

- Maybe it'll turn into something.

The voice that floats behind your brain belongs to Mr. Aruba, who was talking while drinking earlier.

"Lies, right... Luke...?