The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"Why not! That's all right, don't lose it!

"Why should I be a monster!

"Asshole! I'm gonna pull that tongue out!

"Shizukuya! I'll put meatballs on your glasses!

"I'm an asshole, but I've oversaid pulling my tongue out!

"Here you are! Strangler!"

You corrected my rumor because Porch's objections weren't right for you, did you?

Do you know what that means?

"No, that's why Porch's appearance doesn't change, and only his ability improves. That's not a bad story, is it?

"... that explanation, was this an argument for the last few minutes?

".................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Whoa, this is a failure.

"... of this! Stupid mustard!!

Angry Siberianne Husky showed up.

She seems so excited. There's one thing going on here.

"Ouch! Oh, you're so devouring this!? Ouch, it hurts!

He bites his leg off thoughtfully and throws his pouch at him by twisting his body. It was a story in my delusions, and Porch never left.

My demon seems to really like me.

"Oh, hey! Porch! There's a monster behind you!

"It's not me being fooled by such lies!

Biting too, Porch releases his mouth on the verge of blood named Scream coming out of my leg.

"That's sweet of you!

"Naturally! But I didn't forgive you! Phew!"

A huge pouch will cover me.

"Gotcha!? No, so there's a monster in the back... -"

"You can't be here! Damn it!"

Now he gets his face chewed through and lifted up.

"Say!? This is a move I banned five hundred years ago! Violation of the agreement is a felony!

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe!

"I don't know what you're talking about!

No, I really get it.

"I don't remember that old thing!" That's right.

"Oh, now it was blood, this!? Hit it! Pooch!

"Hmm!"

Porch puts me out of his mouth and pushes my chest with his front leg on the way down.

When pushed out to the rear and landed, the monster behind the pouch was still about to hit the pouch.

"Dangerous Porch! Hey, Fire!

Porch flips and wipes out the collar-wrapped dragon behind him.

Porch, looking back, saw the wreckage of a collar-wrapped dragon that disappeared like a charcoal extinguishing.

"... you were really there! Why didn't you tell me!?

"I've advised you about twice. Oops!?

"It felt like the crisis was thin! That's why I didn't pass it on!

This guy used my bad position to say something. Come on.

Let's apply some chili extract to Porch's toothbrush tonight. I'll recover as soon as I use it.

The two of us sat face to face again after the huge enlargement of the Porch was over.

"Mm-hmm, Master. Did you change the taste of blood a little?

"Don't say it with a casual knoll like a crowd cafeteria guest."

"It's more sour than before, but this is my favorite flavor inside"

"Right. Damn."

Then Porch turned away in an instant.

What the hell is wrong with you, man? Are you trying to get rid of me? Why would you do that?

"It's about flavor, even when it comes to taste! You're never talking about what a master looks like!

"... what's in the light, you?

"Yes, fine! Let's get on with the race alteration!

I barely agreed with Porch, who looked and intimidated my nails from both front legs.

"Wow, okay. Um... first of all..."

I take out the knife and start writing letters on the dirt with the patterned part.

Phew Phew and Pochi keep their glasses up as they follow that letter. ….

"Hey, it's time to give those glasses back"

"Wouldn't it be nice once in a while? I'll give it back when I get home, so go ahead and write it down!

"I can't help it. ………………………………………………………………"

[Preliminary Table of Race-Specific and Race-Modified Courses]

Dragon Clan: High Attack and High Vitality. The body also becomes sturdy, but slightly instantaneous. (Dragon, Road Dragon, etc.)

Birds: Increases instantaneity and improves attack power. Difficult in life and defense. (Harpy Griffon, etc.)

Beast Clan: Stable Attack, Stronger Body too. Instantaneous, medium and vital. But there are few highlights. Neither acceptable nor impossible. (Minotaur Mardertiger, etc.)

Ghost Race: Attack and Vitality Specialization. Not a bad defense, but unfortunate instantaneous power. (Auga, Oak, etc.)

Immortals: Overall improvement in physical ability. It stinks. (Zombies, gools, etc.)

Subtribe: A degraded version of Immortality. It doesn't stink. (Goblin Kobolt, etc.)

Giants: The top version of the ghost tribe. But the instantaneous force also falls even further. (Cyclops, Trolls, etc.)

Plant Race: Hard and highly vital. But very vulnerable to fire. (Trent Rafflesia, etc.)

Unborn: Improves overall but not instantaneous power, but becomes very weak against magic. (Slime golem, etc.)

"Mmmm..."

Porch is thinking of placing his front leg under his chin.

"Recommended is Immortal -"

"Rejected! That can't be all! What are you doing to the lady?

"Yes, you just said..."

I hope the Immortals are in good balance.

"Hmmm...... I don't want to slow down any more than I do right now"

"Then the rest are the birds, the beasts, the sub... immortal - you said!? You don't have to do this!

"Say meatball stamp! Besides, it's enough!

Damn, you haven't been so pungent.

I erased the letters excluded by the erasure method with a horizontal line and watched Porch take it seriously.

Right, you're gonna be serious here.

Not long ago, late at night, but I was going to wait forever for Porch's answer.

But Porch opened his mouth unexpectedly quickly.

"You can't fly even if you're a bird tribe, can you?

"That's you, I don't have wings or wings. Didn't I tell you? He said he wouldn't change his appearance. Besides, I don't really recommend birds."

"Why?

"Because only monsters I've seen with these appraisal glasses can change race. You can't see a bird monster inside. The best candidate is a rank A griffon, and you want at least a rank S individual ability, right?

Porch nodded humbly in my description, slowly pulling a horizontal line on the letters with his nails as I erased them.

"What are the Master's recommendations?

"Sorry after I pulled the horizon, but you're a dragon clan. I worshipped Chaos Lizard, and when I came to this world, I saw Yellow Dragon."

"Is it a dragon..."

Porch doesn't like dragon monsters.

I think I applauded that even more in the last Dino fight...

"Ah."

Porch zeroes with a loose voice in between.

I think I noticed something, but what's going on?

"Doesn't that have to be something other than a monster?

"What do you mean?

"It's an animal, animal."

"No, of course you can, but wolves are pretty good among animals, huh? What more animals would I say? - Ah."

"That's right. The master should be looking at it once. In that Legalia Valley... the mightiest bird."

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!? Purple Dead Bird!? Are you a purple dead bird!?

Porch, who put his arms together and fluttered his nose, winked at this lookout and showed it.

Yes, Heavenly Beast! I had completely forgotten it existed, but that potential does matter.

Porch seemed interested, too, and I don't have to be a monster.

This is a great alternative to this.

"Genius or you!

"Huh!

"No, it was a blind spot!

"Heh heh!

"Well, we have to form a magic team."

"Hehe hehe - is that it? Hey, Master, can you give me a few more compliments?

"It's okay, I could imagine the line Porch would say after this. So I complimented you in my imagination."

"I'm so glad the master knew that!

"'Hehehe! What do you say!? Master Porch's prowess!? Oh, you still see the fire in Kug Village? You can make it a night meal in a late-night tavern!?'... right?

Then I drew the sorcery team in front of a pouch where I could not hide my surprises by holding both cheeks.

Silently, pale......

"Mmm... I didn't think the master could use reading minds"

"Unusable, unusable"

"Heh, the magic team is on the ground... that means it's installed."

Porch rides the sorcery formation and looks around at the ceremony.

"After the alteration, that heavenly beast will use a lot of magic. It's hard to map the universe................ All right, Porch, are you ready for your heart?

As I tell myself.

"How dare you!

"If you defeat the Demon King in the original era, undo it and worry about it!

Are you sure you're all right?

"That's why you're so close!

"Your appearance doesn't change, and your personality doesn't! Don't worry!"

Don't worry!

"... hey Master? Aren't you freaking out for a second?

"I'm not freaking out!

"Haha........................ I believe you, Master"

Porch tells small with a calm look.

The last time Porch pushes me on the back again, I'm ready to provide magic to the sorcerers.

This is the same as the use magic contract, and you need to ask the other person for their consent to it.

I spinned my words so I could shove my trembling voice down my throat.

"I will not alter you. Do you swear here that you will do all you can to accept the race alteration?

"Wow!

He replied with the same voice as he did when he signed the magic contract.

"I hereby make him a purple dead bird, a demon of use, a friend, a covenant of hard and unwavering subordinates like Drinium steel. It shall be an unbroken covenant at all times, and an absolutely immutable and fervent friendship at all times... I ask you now. Do you swear here that you will do everything in your power to accept the race alteration?

"Ahahahaha, what is that contractual statement............ wow!

Ugh, dog cuckoo.

"Huh! Race alteration, activated!

A large, giant swirl of magic becomes like a tornado, wrapped around a pouch.

The heavenly high stretched light is going to pierce the dark clouds and even reach the sun that should not be visible.

The light of the sky, as it is in the day, becomes a mass, and it descends again into the pouch.

By the time all the columns of light had disappeared, the sorcery formations depicted on the ground had disappeared.

Looks like you're done.

"Become!?

Porch....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Pooch!?

"... Master..."

The Lord of the Voice undoubtedly pounds.

Why are you behind this? I pushed back the fear and looked in the direction of my voice from body to body.

Then there was a poached figure with my glasses pinched in a meatball.

I'm fine. As I thought, the appearance of the snail hasn't changed.

But why would you say that? I made a very spicy and troubled voice!?

What if something changes in Porch's mind!?

"The frame of the glasses......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

dropped my knees and I covered my face with both hands, staring at the earth as I could see from the gap between my hands.

And breathe heavily.

Now stare at the dark clouds that have spread again.

What am I supposed to do with the air that builds up all over my lungs?

Yeah, I'll tell Porch.

Let's beat your accumulated depression with the air every day.

Hit a friend of mine in a hurry trying to fix the frame on his glasses.

First depression?

I've decided that.

Not under this circumstance.

That's not true, Mr. Porch.

Come on, the air wants to go outside. It's a thought.

Momentum to blow everything away from showing the Shizukuishi that seems to be coming out of my eyes.

Sage Azley. No, Great Sage Azley. You can do it.

Come on, I'll tell you.

I'll blow you up.

Three.

Two.

One.

"That's not right!!!!!!!!!"

I don't know what a rounded eye Porch would say after this.

I can read minds.

For some stupid dog only.

"Shut up! Stupid Master!!

"Uuch dog cuckoo!!

Look, it was perfect this time too.