Sevens

Second generation skills simply allow others to use their skills.

It's complicated to be precise, so simply put, you can use your skills if you have allies in the vicinity at a certain distance.

And the first full over.

And the speed of the fourth generation.

Create a state that can be used by others at any time… that's the second generation of skills [all].

However, this skill also uses extremely little magic.

Anyway, just so you can use your skills on others, you only consume a tiny amount of magic unless you actually use your skills on someone.

However, the biggest feature of this skill was identifying enemy allies within a certain range.

A space where the trees are growing in alignment and creating a room.

Boss who was supposed to be in [the deepest part] where he blew out enough entrances for people to get through and scattered pieces of wood to appear.

She has red skin even though she is an oak, her arms are hairy, and her hair covers and hides her back.

Orcs, like an orga, possessed the Great Sword, the weapon of the adventurer they killed.

When a giant oak has it, the Great Sword looks like a normal sword.

You yelled at me for pointing the sabel at me, thinking you were intimidated.

Around us, Nowem, Aria, Zelfie, Rondo and Rachel, companions who challenged the labyrinth… the five were frightened for a moment by the roar.

Anyway, it's loud.

The room, which had some size due to the huge oak in it, feels small.

But I was able to get some idea of the condition of the oak.

(You see why the second generation hesitated to let me use it. Sure, this is too powerful in a way)

To put it clearly, by-products were more important skills than skills to use skills on others that were meant to be….

Demons wandering the labyrinth gathered in the room where we were, as if they had been called by a roaring red oak.

Mr. Zelfie tries to get out in front of me.

No, I have a shield, so I guess I'll be a wall player for the whole party.

However, to deal with the current red oak, Mr. Zelfie was unlikely to be able to counter it with his power.

"I'll deal with the red oak. Can you ask for someone else to come into the room?"

Tell them all, Mr. Rondo will raise his voice.

"What are you talking about! That enemy is bad. It's better for all of us to stop at once!

Sure, it's the right opinion, but I don't have the time to be hassling the enemy in front of me.

"I'd love to, but I don't have much time either... Look, I'm here!

I told you, there was a goblin in the room.

Nowem uses magic as he pops out from behind the red oak.

"Windvalet"

The goblin was blown up and crashed into the wall.

At the same time, I pull out my spare sabel and run out towards the red oak, too.

The red oak shook down on me as I shook up the sword in my hand.

"This is a hell of a skill, indeed."

When I gave in and jumped in with the momentum as it was, the sword that had been swung down would not pierce the ground and slash me.

It takes the form of a dive between the sword and the oak.

With a sabel in both hands, slash both knees of the red oak that was in front of you.

"Shallow? More than I thought...... no"

My skin was stiffer than I thought, I tried to, but my oak knee heals in front of me.

As soon as he jumped to the left, the left fist of the red oak was slapped to the ground, the soil was decided and a small crater was formed.

He jumps to the side, takes his passive and stands up, and he calls out to me.

"Mr. Lyell!

It was Mr. Rondo's voice.

You must have seen the goblin jumping from behind me and spoke out in a hurry.

But when I wave the sabel back without looking back, I stand up.

Goblin's blood poured down my head.

"I'm blind"

When I squealed like that, there was a rushing reaction to me.

Nowem, Aria, Mr. Zelfie.

Otherwise, demons who saw it as a good opportunity or were around come at me.

I waved the servel in both hands and moved as I turned the spot.

Blood splashes on the ground as you wave the sabel.

As I wet my eyes with the sleeves of my clothes, I saw what was going on around me.

"Can you get this far even if you can't see"

Wave your sword and slash and lay down everything avoiding attacking demons that strike you.

Who is where and what the state is...... The second generation of skills that can sense it all around had something decidedly different to the fifth and sixth generation of skills.

The fifth generation says it seems nostalgic.

'I've taken care of this skill a lot too, but it's still a better skill to be by-productive. I see my skills from a bigger perspective, so I'm not suited for this kind of brawl.'

The sixth generation also agreed.

'Right. Plain but quite useful. Many battles survived thanks to the skills of the first and second generations'

It's bad for the sixth generation, which is spotty, but now I wanted more advice on the enemy in front of me than that.

"I heard the attack didn't work, but are you treating it? If we keep attacking, we'll lose our magic power and fall... but we're losing our strength first."

I don't care if it's just me, but there are other people here.

The first person to fall is Mr. Rachel, who is illuminating the room, or Nowem, who uses therapeutic magic and supports me with attack magic.

Aria would then fall and Mr. Zelfie would continue.

Finally, Mr. Rondo, but I can't defeat the red oak in front of me.

(You're even more troublesome because you grew up defeating a veteran adventurer. Do demons also grow and even possess skills... Is it a lie about the favor God has bestowed on man?

Put your gaze down on the servel in both hands and I'll stay back. A red oak sword was waved down in front of him.

You don't seem to know how to handle a sword.

This would have been more troublesome if I still had a stick or something.

"The sabel blade spill is terrible, too. Weapons are wasted first. Should I use skill magic to finish with a single blow?

I try to draw conclusions in myself, but it was only marginally lacking.

The rest of us are dealing with demons who have entered the room, so we need time to ask for help.

Red Orcs don't attack other people because I'm dealing with them. If you tried to help someone, the red oak might have changed its target.

"You don't like gambling...... Now, how should I end up"

With the biggest attack, you have to defeat the demon in front of you with one blow.

The other person's skills were also found, and the general situation could be grasped in the second generation of skills. Magic in health...... when you can sensibly know them, the way you fight also changes.

The first generation...

"Aren't you a little too timid for your (second generation) skills?

The second generation yelled.

"What is cowardice! It would be a handy skill though! It's too convenient to rely on, so I didn't let Lyell use it yet!

I feel like I've got a new feeling, but it does seem like it would take a while to use it a lot.

I was going to be mentally tired, not magically.

While avoiding the red attack in front of me, I think.

Then the red oak took a step back to see if I was creepy. When I raise my voice, the walls of the room - normal oaks with green skin appear from between the trees.

"These guys, you called your people!?"

When Aria raised her surprised voice, Mr. Rondo approached to protect Mr. Rachel.

Mr. Zelfie also leaves in front of Nowem and Aria.

"Lyell, how much more can you stand!

To Mr. Zelfie's voice, I looked up and thought for a while...

"I'll finish it right away, hold on for a while"

That's what I said.

When I hear that, the first generation laughs a lot.

'Don't tell me, Lyell! That's right. Guys need to fit in at times like this! I'll teach you something special.'

The fifth generation was slightly upset by what the first generation said.

"Hey, what the hell are you thinking? It's not too early. '

I temporarily threw a sabel in both hands using a limit burst at the two orcs that came out of both sides of the red oak.

Sabel pierces the head of the oak as it rotates.

The two orcs fall straight to the ground with their chins up to the pierced impact.

Look at me for losing my weapon, the red oak roared.

"I wonder if I can magically end it... maybe it's critical"

I know I can take it down, but it was critical. It can't be defeated, so it takes everything to the blow.

(If I can't beat him down, can I hit him with my bare hands)

For a moment, I was terribly weird being a thought similar to the first generation.

(I wonder what...... not bad)

That's what the first generation says.

"Hey, grab the treasure ball"

"What are you talking about"

My surroundings are fighting other demons, so I didn't hear my first conversation with them.

'I'll tell you something funny. It would be good news for you right now... because the tricks that the seventh generation deliberately prepared are available.'

"Seventh generation...... my grandfather?

I interrupted the use of magic and grabbed the treasure ball as I was told.

The seventh generation yelled at him about how he had taught the first generation.

"Why did you teach me! It's still early! Lyell's magic really only makes it available for a few seconds!

Then the first generation says it off.

"A few seconds? Though that would be enough! You guys, who told me this guy... Lyell is awesome! I gave you permission! I won't let anyone get in the way! Look, let's go, Lyell!

Then, the treasure ball emitted a blue light and the chain wrapped around his neck was unsolicited.

The kind of craftsmanship that wraps a silver treasure ball changes in my hand.

"This is-"

He seemed concerned about how I was doing around him. undergo a magical blast used by Nowem and are engulfed in smoke.

I felt unprecedented weight on the treasure ball, something that was treasure with both hands...... no, I grabbed the treasure ball ornament and the silver craftsmanship I assumed.

Hold the pattern with both hands and the silver blade glows thin and blue. The blue treasure balls were embedded... the treasure balls were glowing.

"I don't know anything good about sword moves. So these are the best things to beat and slay '

What was in my hand was a silver sword.

The first generation screams.

"Though I won't have time! Fuck you!! '

As the voice holds me back, I jump up loud when I run out. Along the way, when you avoid twisting your body through the air the great sword wielded by the red oak, you make use of the weight of the great sword you gripped as it was to rotate in the air.

It's time to put centrifugal power on your side and try to create maximum attack power with your skills at once.

"This is my last skill - [Full Burst]!

Did the first generation support you, or when you activate your skills, your powers come up more from the depths of your body than usual.

The rotation was adjusted and the great sword swung down to the red oak with maximum force as it was.

"Now..."

It overlaps with the voice of the first generation.

"It's over!!"

"End of story!!"

The red oak tries to survive at the expense of his left arm, but I break the red oak vertically for each of his left arms.

A great silver sword pierced the ground deeply, and the ground penetrated to tell the story of the intensity of its shock.

"Ha, ha... how vicious"

When I made sure my double-broken red oak body slowly collapsed, the silver sword returned to the fine workmanship decorating the treasure balls.

(He said the seventh generation made him make it special or something... if you put it that way, you said the zel was a rare metal)

I remembered what Zell said when he kicked me out of my parents' house, and I wanted him to say it sooner.

But the sudden use of magic makes my body powerless.

When I put my knee on the ground, the person supporting my body... Nowem was there.

"Master Lyell!

Nowem, who hugged him, was strong enough to tighten up if he was really worried.

"Ahahahahaha, sorry...... a little too much force I guess"

When Mr. Zelfie rushes over, he gets confirmation from me.

"What the hell did you do? Even those lights and weapons... hey! You're not going down here!

The noisy Mr. Zelfie made me feel a little relieved as usual. There was an injured Mr. Rondo around, but he was being treated by Mr. Rachel.

Aria seems to be out of breath too, but she was using her skills to defeat the demons.

"Please be quiet! Master Lyell, let's get out of here right away. Until then, will you be conscious?

You're going to take a break here for a while, or you're going to take me out soon.

But if it's the way it always is until the end, it looks like I haven't grown at all.

I didn't like that.

For a little while, I'd like to show my intentions.

"I'm fine. Just a little rest and I'll be able to stand up as soon as I can... thanks Nowem too"

"No."

Nowem seems relieved, but he keeps supporting my body. To Aria, who's getting closer, I say.

"You fought the demons and you won. Now you're a little confident?

When I told her to tease me, Aria looked surprised.

"You... were watching?

You thought you were praised, and besides, you seem happy.

(Aria, maybe you're susceptible to deception other than that. Let me tell you to be careful...... more than that)

I see Mr. Rondo and the others.

"I apologize for taking the liberty"

Then, Mr. Rachel sighed, but Mr. Rondo was bandaged where he was injured but smiled.

"It was amazing. I guess I didn't think I could make it this far. Riel, my stupid son, doesn't deserve a name."

Seeing Mr. Rondo smiling constantly, I thought I was a nostalgic person. He is smiling at his opponent for a younger adventurer who acted on his own.

Just not Mr. Rachel.

"You're acting too casual. It was good this time, but it's not worn out. Be more aware that there are people who cry when they die, right? I mean, I wanted to say, but I couldn't make it work, and I'll be honest with you here. Thanks."

I don't even feel honestly thanked, but I guess it's her concern.

I laugh bitterly.

Mr. Zelfie has been paying attention to me, too, saying that I don't feel right.

"Thanks to Lyell for saving me, but trust me a little more around. I could have moved more efficiently if I had told you what I could and couldn't do. I know what it's like to hide your skills, but I also want to tell you something."

While I really think so, I figure out if I should mention your ancestors.

(I need to tell Nowem first. There's one thing we need to talk about. Especially about the first generation...)

Barbarian style, not caring about details, disturbing the moving field with emotions.

But it's the first generation of the dependable Walt family.

(I guess I was admitted)

As I hold the treasure ball with that in mind, Nowem opens his eyes.

"The balls glow... this"

When Nowem says, the surrounding area also reacts like a surprise.

Same as the old Aria.

The blue treasure ball glows and informs me of the birth of my skills.

What came to my mind was the name of the skill.

"… [Experience]"

Words aren't the only thing that came to mind.

What the hell can my skills do? How do you use it?

They also come to mind at the same time.

It took a good amount of time from the expression of skills to being well shaped.

"Hey, what's this... how many skills can you use?

Aria was surprised, but I was so shocked by the content of my skills more than that.

Anyway, my skills are like constant activation in the support system.

Until now, I thought it was because of my ancestors that I was unusually tired, but one end of the cause was also in my incomplete skills.

(You think it's a skill to gain a lot of experience?... and that magic is always consumed when it is always active)

When it was incomplete, my skills didn't work, but it only seemed to consume magic.

And now it's finally going to work...

(My skills are too subtle!!)

After the break.

We took the five adventurers out of the labyrinth in triplicate.

When the support guy who was there filled our bellies with the soup we had prepared, we took to the bottom.

Between the deepest treasures - as long as there is treasure, the labyrinth grows and keeps spitting out demons.

Collection of treasures was essential to remove the danger.

Going in between the deepest, Mr. Ralph finds a shining metal among the trees.

"Isn't that it!

He ran out, and took out his treasure as he cut the tangled tree branches and such with a dagger.

Then the breathlessness disappears rapidly.

"Now you're done crusading the labyrinth. It was easier because there was only one tier, but if there were three or four tiers, we wouldn't have been able to crusade."

The metal I got looks like iron.

However, it is a special iron that has been enchanted in the labyrinth.

"Ooh! This can be a material for a magic tool that can impart skills if used as a weapon!

When Mr. Ralph took confirmation from Mr. Zelfie with great pleasure, he was sneering bitterly.

"I think if you take it to Darion's craftsman, if you give it half, he'll make some. But choose the craftsman the Alliance specifies."

It is not very advisable for these rare metals to flow on the dark route.

"Ralph, the reward for the boulder needs to be split nicely. Seven, so do you want to divide it into seven equal parts?

Then Mr. Ralph stuffs up on Mr. Rondo.

"Can't you buy it! With all this, we can have the magic, too. Then, as an adventurer, I can even challenge the labyrinth or something!

Excited Mr. Ralph seems to want to make a magic object out of the treasure he's got. However, even if it can be based on the amount of metal, it can be from three to four.

"I don't have that kind of money. Let's go to the tunnel."

Mr. Rondo was sighing.

How much would this amount cost in gold coins?

Mr. Zelfie's gaze was pointed at the corner of the room when he thought so.

I'll look at you, too.

"... you knew him, didn't you?"

When Mr. Rondo spoke to Mr. Zelfie, he was whining a small "Ah".

"He was an unsolicited guy. If I die like that, it's over, and at the end of the day, I throw my life to help a rookie."

Ms. Zelfie, with a complicated look, grabs her luggage as she approaches the corpse of a veteran adventurer.

When I gathered the gold eyes, I collected my guild card at the end.

Looks like we're going after him.

"Look, you're coming too."

That's what they told us - me, Nowem, and Aria, the three of us approached the body.

You were beaten up with a stick, the body was in terrible condition.

Nowem held her mouth down and Aria looked blue and sat up and puked on the spot.

I hold my mouth down, too.

"You remember that. This is what an adventurer dies for. At the end of the day, the golden-eyed ones will be ripped off, and the bodies will be dumped. Don't forget to collect your guild cards and deliver them to your guild."

Money belongs to the ripped off adventurer.

That said, Mr. Zelfie carefully packs the artifacts of a veteran adventurer into a leather bag he doesn't normally use.

"Zelfie, you don't have to do anything that far..."

Aria stops breathing with a blue face, but Mr. Zelfie wasn't listening.

"This is my right, too. Come to a dangerous place and confirm the body. I also investigated what happened here. What's wrong with you?

Mr. Zelfie, staring at Aria, looks unusual.

Mr. Rondo and the others didn't come to speak up.

"Well, we're done collecting them, too. Why don't we go back and get some rest? And there's the big one."

"Is that me?

Mr. Zelfie told me, and Mr. Ralph pointed to himself. Precious metal is held aside.

"My share is fine with this guy's stuff, so don't negotiate with the Lyells on your own later. I'm still a rookie, so you could fool me easily."

That's what I said. I saw Mr. Zelfie leaving this place, and Aria looked sad at that back.

"Because the house came to that, so did Zelfie..."

Look at the adventurer, Aria looks sad.

When I passed Nowem, I also gave Aria a water bottle to shake her mouth.

If he dies, he is dumped and deprived of his golden-eyed objects by a living adventurer.

Such practical examples were shown in various ways.

"Both of you, it's time to go"

When I say that, Aria sees the body.

"At least I'll bury you..."

Then Mr. Rondo explained it to me.

"In a while, the labyrinth will wither. It's going to decay, so I'm with you whether you bury it or not. Or do you want to go outside with the body?

Aria leaned in regret.

And, says Mr. Rondo.

"You should take care of that feeling. It might be sweet, but we're human beings before we're adventurers."

When Mr. Rondo left the spot, too, Mr. Ralph followed. And finally...

"Let's negotiate later. Whoa, I'm not going to fool around. It's just that we don't have a lot of stuff to put out... I don't know, it wasn't like this at the time. Then I can't say anything bad about Rachel."

Looks like he tried to do something about the place, but when he realized he couldn't do it, Mr. Ralph also left from the deepest part.

I walk in a way that supports Nowem and Aria when I let them stand.

Then, the fourth generation...

"Flowers in both hands with vegetables..."

The jealous voice whines, and the third generation laughs when they hear it.

"Lyell's got luck. It's important."

And the sixth generation says:

'Look, I'm just going back. Because he showed me that Zelfie was real. Think of that feeling, too.'

I wanted to snap my neck when I heard the words.

(How does Mr. Zelfie feel?

The second generation exhales.

'Totally... seriously to Lyell, I hear you're going to keep this little girl. Even acting like that. "

Your ancestors told me that my actions up until earlier were acting, but I didn't understand.

(Do you really want to keep it? I wonder what that means)

Supporting the two of us, I went for the entrance and exit of the labyrinth.