Sevens

"Blink, Lyell!!"

When I hear the first generation, I laugh as the big man's battle axe approaches me.

Seeing my expression, did the big man think he'd touched it, or didn't he notice...

But now we have a fight.

"Limitburst"

If the full-over improves one's abilities by between 10% and 20% overall, the limit burst is enhanced beyond the limit.

However, it is a skill that makes its intense recoil challenging by treating it at the same time.

At the same time I activate my skills, I feel the time flowing around me is different than usual.

It's terribly relaxed, and the senses are sharpened.

If you pull through the Servel you brought as a spare with your left hand, hit the opponent's axe with two Servels as it were and deviate from the attack.

The impact of the bump splashes a spark from the sabel, and the impact hits me.

I flushed them, and I twisted my body and kicked them in. Head.

"Become..."

I didn't blow it up, but the big man who fell is flabbergasted with a direct hit to the head.

When I stood up with the axe instead of the cane, he looked at me and gave me a look like he didn't understand.

"That's a handy skill. I envy you."

With that said, a big man sets up an axe.

I don't know if the effect of the skill, or if the big man is resistant to special blows. I don't know which.

The big man, waving his axe and storming at me, was shouting something.

But that doesn't intimidate them.

In the moment now, you must have understood that my movements had changed. At the same time, the blow that had been so special did not work.

When I found out the trump card was ineffective, I might have been in a hurry.

"You monster!!"

I think the monster handling is terrible because I'm no match for him, but I also flush my opponent's attack with two servings and punch in a kick.

One bottle was going to break.

(Skills work... awesome)

Now I punched a kick in my belly.

The big man on his knees looked at me like he was looking at something incredible.

"Why not? This one has speed and power. To a guy like you nayonayo woman, why..."

Sure, the other person has more skill effects and power.

Speed will be better for me.

Most of all, if you manipulate magic such as power, it will increase some. I've got that kind of training, too. From me, they can't call me a power type.

I'm just temporarily gaining power.

Overwhelmingly lacking in technology.

Exploring the surrounding signs with skill, the bandits had already been captured.

All that remained was the big man in front of me.

When I walk over, the big man throws away his axe and raises his hands. And you've begged me.

"Ma, wait! Come on, I like it, you! I think you can dream big! So why don't you subordinate me? Because I don't care if my men use me for soldiers or anything."

Turn around and have a weak hip attitude.

If you look at the axe you threw away, it's not within the reach of the big man.

But the first generation says.

'Hey, this guy is a smart guy. He who has a cowardly face--'

Did you notice I moved my gaze a little bit, take out the knife I had hidden and get into the position of using my skills?

A ball clutched to his left hand was glowing lightly.

The big man comes at me with a humble grin.

"An idiot!

"- One or two weapons, I'm hiding them."

Then the fifth generation says in a frightened voice.

"Could you say it a little sooner?

"Asshole. It'll be enough for Lyell."

When I heard my first generation, I was jumping at them and kicking them.

With a blow kicking up the opponent's chin, his skills end up underdeveloped.

When I looked around, the adventurers surrounded me.

He thought I was going to eat the punch to see a little relief.

I was careful, but maybe I was still distracted.

(Thanks to your skills, you saved me. I mean, this limit burst...... this guy is also a broken performance)

Although there are restrictions on continuous use, all of the performance was habitual but useful.

Unskill me and I'll see the big man who passed out.

'I wonder if it's like this. Lyell, before you hand over your figure, from your left hand...'

According to the fifth generation, I unlocked my skills and was forced to retrieve the strings from the left hand of the stunned opponent.

The red balls look a little radiant.

(I'm starting to think it's more convenient this way.)

Looking at the balls, I saw the blue treasure balls shining in my own chest.

A treasure ball that complains and also puts restrictions on the use of skills.

Balls that do not choose users and can be freely handled by teaching them how to use their skills.

When they tell me which one to choose, I'm going to choose the latter.

'... hey, I hear you said something'

I ask in a low voice if the first generation guessed what I was trying to say with a wild thought.

Then Nowem and Mr. Lockward ran up to my side.

The bandits' bosses are surrounded and tied up by adventurers around them.

"Dear Ryer... Excellent work"

Nowem had a few tears, but he looks at me and smiles at me.

Mr. Lockward looked at me as a taffeta.

You want to see the red balls I have and say something, but I guess I can't talk because I haven't done anything.

(You're a clumsy person)

When I thought so, I heard voices from the adventurers.

"Hey, this guy is horrible"

"Is there blood coming from all over your body? recoil from the use of skills"

"Ma, if you're alive, it's fine. Hey, I'm taking you."

Looking back, blood was gushing out of the bosses' bodies of the bandits. To such a big man, the adventurers are healing their wounds with medication.

(Ma, you're in trouble if you're not alive.)

Overuse of skills. I couldn't seem to bear it.

(If you look at this, your ancestors will place restrictions on my skills)

Seeing a big man bleed from all over my body, I decide to pay close attention to my skills.

And now Mr. Lockward called me.

"Oh, um..."

He looks at my face alternately with the balls in my hand with a very troubled look on his face.

Look at Sole, Nowem tells me.

"It's time to serve Lord Lyell's purpose."

That's what they say, and I hand Mr. Lockward the ball in my hand. I tried to throw it and give it to you, but on second thought, it's an important family heirloom.

Better hand it over.

Mr. Lockward, who received balls to hold my hand with both hands, was crying when he saw my face.

He said he thanked me with a bright red face.

"Oh, you know, I didn't do anything, but the..."

Nowem gently tells Mr. Lockward that the words are not coming out.

"Please take it. Because that's what Master Lyell wants. Isn't that right, Master Lyell?"

To Nowem, who laughed at the couscous and asked me for confirmation, I slipped my gaze because my cheeks were glittering with my fingertips.

"Well, what... my purpose was accomplished. So, no problem. than that."

"Oh, there's..."

Mr. Lockward tried to thank me, but I couldn't say that until the end.

I had an adventurer approaching me, so I look back.

"Sorry to interrupt. I'll see you at work."

"No, thank you. Thank you for your help."

Tell that to the adventurer, the opponent takes the hood.

He was a man with sharp eyes and no atmosphere.

Rather than a bounty hunter, this man is an adventurer who is cordial with his lord.

Strength, character, and a credible adventurer.

Except I'm not a Darion adventurer.

I asked Mr. Zelfie to help me.

For this reason, we are also checking to see if it will be a problem in the guild. Mr. Hawkins said he had a difficult face when he heard about it but "not on the surface".

It seems to silence me. More than that, I was worried if I could really cooperate.

(If Mr. Zelfie wants to help Mr. Lockward, I thought he'd actively cooperate, but you were right)

The adventurer had a relief look on his opponent.

"It's the same here that saved me. Now we can judge these guys on our platform. The lord will be delighted."

Yes, the adventurers in the territory where the bandits were rampaging around. Among them, the skilled adventurers participate in this bandit crusade.

"I want to pick up what this one was looking for from these gathered treasures. I'm sorry to rush you, but I need you to be there."

When they said that, I nodded.

'Yeah, well, we need to act quickly at times like this. They haven't finished their work yet. Shall I also explain the circumstances to the adventurers I brought from Darion? There may be a man who will greed and lay his hands on the treasures collected by the bandits.'

I heard a cheerful third generation voice.

I have a presence, so ask one of the adventurers to explain.

"I didn't know you were going to rely on adventurers..."

The seventh generation didn't seem to want to rely on adventurers.

The third generation says as if they were frightened by the seventh generation.

'Even I would have about as many adventurers as I was imploring... Well, I don't even know what it feels like. The adventurer's a pinkie. "

But an amazing adventurer was indispensable to our plan.

"Can I have that battle axe, too? It was owned by the lord's maiden son. My relatives were looking for me. I know you have a right, so I should give you the right price."

View the battle axe owned by the big man.

It was a fine battle axe indeed.

I don't use it, so I decided to leave the price to it.

"I don't mind. The amount you offer is fine. Well, do you want to go check it out"

"It's quick and helpful to talk. But are you sure? The other guy said it was a weapon like a family heirloom he would inherit from generation to generation? It's possible to increase the value."

When I heard that, I saw Mr. Lockward thrilled with my vision.

"... I'm not in the mood for that either (because I've accomplished my purpose here. You won't even have to greed me weirdly)"

"Right. Then this way. I'm still in the abandoned mine because I can't get my hands on it. And I'll tell the client about the shape-shifting axe. I'm sure you'll be happy."

"But... well, I'll take care of it"

Wouldn't it be better if I didn't say anything extra? I thought so, but I decided to leave it to them to think it was in their favor.

Head inside the abandoned mine with the adventurer.

Nowem follows me, too. Mr. Lockward was dropping us off.

Rather than, you don't know what to do, you're standing up.

I may have lost my mind in peace.

"Good. Really good. Alice's balls are back in her offspring... damn it, she's gonna cry. '

Looks like the first generation is in tears.

Look at the sole, the second generation says it off.

"How can the sight of Osama crying be so ugly? You look that way because you're the first generation?

"Temee! What a nasty word when I'm immersed! Get on the surface!

'That's why I can't get out, I know you're saying! Learn, you barbarian!

The usual exchange, but...

(Hey, stop it! This one is tired after the battle...... oh, my eyesight)

As soon as I flirted, Nowem supported me.

"Dear Lyell!?"

"Hey, you okay? Well, that's all I tried. Even after a little rest..."

"Yes, no...... I'm almost there (you guys learn a little!!)"

It doesn't tighten to the end.

I hate that this is becoming my usual pattern.

On a rattling, rocking carriage...

The bandits surrounded by iron lattices were cramped in on three carriages.

They did not know that they would leave Darion and be returned to the territory where they were rambling around.

"Damn, I wouldn't have done anything yet!

"That's right! We haven't broken out on your territory yet!

"Free him immediately! He even took the treasure."

A selfish statement by the bandits, but the adventurers around them were laughing at Niyaniya.

I don't think I'm just laughing at the bandits who say unsolicited things. It was as if he knew he was going to wait for the bandits.

Look at the sole, the big man feels uncomfortable.

"Hey, you guys are Darion adventurers, right?

Ask your men if your chin hurts, rubbing it. As an adventurer, he is a subordinate who had gathered information in Darion.

"No, I've never seen it."

With that said, the big man looked around.

"... where we're headed. What do you mean, take him out across the realm?

Hearing that, one adventurer came near the iron lattice.

Says as he rides his horse and looks at the bandits.

"When did you say we were Darion adventurers? You're going to go back to your scattered territory and be judged."

Hear that, the bandits look sharply worse.

The kingdom of Bansaim is a country with a strong lord's power.

Although there is a common law, there is a strong lord's will in some territories.

As a result, criminals across territories were often missed in some cases.

Sometimes if you do too much, a famous bounty hunter will come after you.

"Duh, what's going on! We were in Darion! There's no reason for you guys to come out, though!

Seeing the confused big man, the surrounding men rush out even more.

The adventurers laughed when they saw the sole.

"We just caught you guys running off this side by chance. Darion's adventurers drove us here, so we just happened to be on the spot. Damn, I'm in trouble, and the Darion guys... I owe them a lot."

The adventurers, each of whom is asked.

I want the bandits to take back the valuables they took.

I want you to fight your family's enemies.

The adventurers took part in the Bandits' Crusade in Darion at the same time in response to various other requests.

It was Zelfie who contacted the adventurer connected to the lord.

"Don't be ridiculous! Why would you do that? Because we're the bad guys? Then there will be more villains!

The big man is right.

It's light from the very bad guys, like their sins.

Compared to the very bad guys, though.

Their sins are also quite heavy.

We raided the village and burned it down. It raided the mansion of a lord ruling the village. Girls and children...

He has been guilty of many sins.

The lords of the territories that did this cannot be helped by the bandits. That will crush the Lord's face.

The grievances of the inhabitants also accumulate. Unreliable lord, he said.

"You know what? I was unlucky. Besides, I've been rambling around and I don't care if they say that now... even the adventurers from the village you raided are in?

Hearing that, the big man looked around.

Among the laughing adventurers there were several adventurers who weren't laughing.

I'm going to show you the weapon in your hand.

"You're going to judge me, aren't you? If you kill us here..."

"What? What are you talking about, you?... There's not one or two of them, so if you judge them, they'll all be executed anyway. You just have to have a certain number."

- The faces of all the bandits turned blue.

Upon arrival at Darion, we freed the gathered personnel and returned the rented carriage and tools to the merchant.

Most of the treasures that the bandits had lodged were returned and all that remained on hand were sixty gold coins if they had made payments, etc.

(You'd have a big deficit if you did it normally. Lords will have a headache if you think crusading has caused all sorts of problems)

When I asked for a job, I also hired a well-armed adventurer from Darion just in case.

As a result, it consumes a considerable amount of money.

The bandits' treasures were also troublesome to find a place to redeem and sold most of them to the adventurers.

It's all over and I'll just report back to the guild later.

"Now you can finally separate it."

When I stretch my back, Nowem tells me.

"Good day, Master Lyell. Nevertheless, what was the real purpose of Master Lyell?

They told me, I had trouble deciding what to do.

Should I or should I not tell you about the treasure balls that your fathers are willing to do?

(Will you tell Nowem at this time? In fact, you'll be seeing where I used my skills in this fight, and he says it's not very convincing...)

Then Mr. Zelfie, who pulled the horse there, appears.

"Good day, both of you"

"Ah, good day, Mr. Zelfie"

When Nowem says, I reply lightly too.

"Don't put your face on the Alliance after you've gone to the hot water. Hawkins' husband will be waiting worried."

When Mr. Zelfie says that, I think of Mr. Hawkins, who seems worried that I would, too.

A short relationship, but that guy's a really good guy.

"I will. And Mr. Zelfie has business for us, too."

To my words, Mr. Zelfie rounded his eyes.

And then I put my hair on and the bulbs look out of sight.

"... at all, if you think he's a weak kid, he's a hell of a kid, you"

Exhale, Mr. Zelfie tells me.

"I'll come with you to the lord's mansion after you show your face to the guild. There are some things you should know."

Saying so and crossing the horse, Mr. Zelfie follows the scene.

Nowem smiles at me.

"When did you realize that? Mr. Zelfie said he was an adventurer with the lord of Darion."

To Nowem's words, I surrender with my hands up.

"Probably after Nowem. Besides, I realized it wasn't my strength."

With that said, I heard a third generation bragging.

'Yes, I noticed. Hey,' cause he's brilliant, and that's why I've been gathering information right away. Kind of suspicious at first, huh, this guy? It was about that, but I was gradually convinced from around where Aria and the kid came out - '

'Cause it's good enough.' Cause we can't talk. '

I tell Nowem that the fourth generation will stop bragging about the third generation.

"I just thought I was a little suspicious. Since Mr. Hawkins recommended the instructor. I think Mr. Zelfie came out with a cheap sum."

"Were you suspicious from the start?!?"

"Because you're obviously going to recommend mentors to us that seem to make sense. Besides, I didn't seem to recommend it to anyone else."

I saw Nowem laughing with Couscous and then I wondered why he paid the high commission.

Nowem, who figured it out, explains it to me.

"Because I thought instructors would give guidance that was in the amount. For the sake of Lord Lyell's ambition, we decided there was no way to save money there."

"Really? (My ambition? Did I say anything to Nowem?

There were some things I didn't understand, but I also needed to report them to the Alliance, so Nowem and I headed to the water supply.

There is also dirt for a few days, so there are reasons why I wanted to wash it off quickly.

(... Nevertheless, my ambition? I don't remember saying anything... but being an adventurer was just something else that didn't occur to me)