"Well, then, everybody, it's a rebuild. The basics remain the same. Evacuate the inhabitants and crush the pirates. No more shelling from pirates. More importantly, this one has a goddess of victory called even the goddess of the sea breeze. Bring the wounded to her before they die!

"My lord, the troop division"

"Restructuring and balancing from what is safe, what has been recovered. lice it from here to the edge of town, don't miss a single one! In front of the king, faultlessness is unacceptable!

"Sumaker, what about me?

"You are free to move, Yuzlija. That would be better. I entrusted him with the lack of hands. You don't need my escort."

"Okay. Go."

"Dear Somecar, what shall I do ~?"

"Eldera, you're on my side, as usual"

"Huh."

Mr. Samaker skips the tequila and instructions, forming the soldiers.

Sometimes there was no more shelling from the sea, and people moved as instructed handily.

And from the soldiers ready, we embark on a pirate sweep.

Now that I have sunk the ship the enemy should return to, you can see that I have already decided to win or lose completely.

Mr. Samaker is right, and the rest is like a digestive match. Completely crush the remaining forces or surrender and this noise will subside.

"Yes, it hurts. It hurts."

In the meantime, my job is as easy as recovering the wounded.

Kanst-level healing magic, gained when reincarnating.

The ridiculous effect of healing if you're not even dead, whether you're injured or sick or cursed, heals the wounded.

"... this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes, but it's amazing."

"Thanks for that...... wow"

Respond appropriately because you sound like Mr. Somecker admired me, and I have one aberration.

I've settled down completely already, so unpleasant like earlier can disappear completely. Totally, I did something that wasn't like me.

The reconfiguration of the troops will soon be over, and the sweep will begin here, where I am the restorer.

Me and Mr. Someker, Mr. Eldera, and some soldiers remained in the harbor as minimal escorts. Those of the general public who are incapable of fighting take the soldiers to a safe place.

"... as far as I'm concerned, it's pretty amazing what this stream can do right now."

"Huh. All my soldiers are excellent."

He's happy to be praised, and Mr. Someker kicks his full Doya face.

I'm not kidding at all because it's a strangely flashy fit on top of my mushroom-cut hairstyle as always, but I think I'm happy in person, so let me go.

"As always, Master Samakar doesn't have a cute or cool Doya face ~"

"... Mr. Eldera. Remember you're my wife?

"I'm a public and private 'public' now, so no jokes ~"

Oh, he's coming pretty disappointed. Hi, Mr. Eldera seems to be one of the wives with thirty or forty.

Even with no heart or mushroom hair numbing, Mr. Somecker flies directions to a yakking sensation. Watch how it goes. Mr. Eldera has Nico's face,

"Well, regardless of your kime face, in summary, I think it's cool to be unscrupulous ~"

"Shouldn't I say that in front of him...?

"Hey, that's for public and private 'me' ~"

I honestly nodded and listened because I came in a love mood to turn away.

If you look around, most people have a relief look. That, after all, must be the presence of a lord named Mr. Someker.

I think he's a weird guy, even the inhabitants call him a stallion or something, and he actually likes women and has dozens of wives.

But I can tell you that it's so loved by the people that if you give it back, it's so effortlessly called, and you can tell that you have just enough cleverness to hold that many women. And they're entrusted with an important hub, Port Town, so they're definitely competent.

"... Huh!?

Once again, when I understood Mr. Someker's competence, the shock struck me.

That was the sound of an explosion, that is, a raid.

It was five pirates in number who blew up the few remaining escort soldiers to the harbor and emerged from the alley.

"Oh, you're still so close ~"

Behind Mr. Eldera's casual words, the pirates tear his blood-running eyes and pull out each weapon.

Even as he was hit with an obvious kill, Mr. Someker threw words at them.

"Hmm. I got a rash, something like that. I don't know, you guys. If you're gonna surrender, it's easier this way, so I'll give you a generous treatment?

"Ugh! Who will surrender?

"... but it gets a little rough. Everybody stay back."

That was an unexpected instruction.

And following that instruction, the soldiers fall back honestly. No matter how many words he said from himself, he put his boss to protect and left him a long way.

"Mr. Someker......?

"Argent. You are now wounded. Will you heal my men?... Well, pirates. It's also unpleasant to be able to hurt any more of my men. So you guys, I'll clean it up straight away."

"Aren't you an idiot for a lord to come forward!?

"Hurt him to the point of not killing him and take him hostage. Aah!!

"I'll do it, you guys! Which way do we have to cut through here, because we're gonna get caught!!

The pirates are right.

If they had a helpful eye for the loss of the ship, which is where they should return, it would be enough to capture Mr. Someker and make him guarantee their own safety in exchange for that figure.

Mr. Someker must have stepped forward, knowing what he was after. That way, my men won't get scratched.

It may be a stupid choice by nature, but it's also like him being a subordinate thought.

"Mr. Eldera, is Mr. Somecar strong?

Originally, I can grasp some strength with the effect of one of my skills, Blood Reading. The smell of their blood can predict more or less their strength.

However, in Mr. Somerker's case, the perfume he wears smells too strong to tell how strong it is.

Mr. Eldera grinned at my words,

"Master Somecar is not that strong, but we are strong, so it's okay ~"

"Heh...?

In front of me floating the question mark, Mr. Sumaker slowly removed the little box from his nostalgia.

The box was small enough to fit in the palm of my hand. He slowly opens the box.

"Well, shall we begin?" Undivided Circle Ring ""

Word sounds, and Mr. Someker wears it.

What was removed from the box was a ring.

It fits perfectly in my left pharmacopoeia. It resides in a silver colour and looks like the same wedding ring I'm talking about in my world.

The pirates came to him after finishing the move in a relaxed motion.

"Die......!

"Wouldn't a hostage be able to do it if he died...... Eldera"

Mr. Somerker calls the name of a woman with peach hair.

That didn't just leave me alone with her next to me now, it was just a monologue.

And Mr. Somerker's movements changed clearly.

"Gu......!?

There's no need for pirates to groan.

Mr. Samaker stuffed his distance in an instant to the opponent he was headed for, pulling out his sword in error and waving.

movement at such a rate that it would normally not be able to react; and sword muscle. That was fast enough for me to have my visual acuity.

"Drizzetta, let's ask"

The extra name is something I don't know. While calling someone's name, Mr. Someker connects the movements of the battle.

Step forward to leave the bloodbath behind, and he pulls the knife out of his nostrils. If I threw it without getting lost, I tried to get sucked in and stuck it in the pirate's right leg.

Mr. Samaker did not even look down at the dagger he had thrown, but waved his sword at the pirate, who was still on his side, trying to tear the groan apart. Even as you remove the steeple, you will be incapacitated exactly who you are.

"Now the three of us...... that's a hassle. Jilfi, will you confuse me?"

Wave your left hand with the ring on and Mr. Someker spins the words.

The spreading wave of magic was comfortable for me.

... magic of dark attributes, huh?

The magical quality of contact with the skin has also become apparent lately.

The magic Mr. Somerker used is the Dark Attribute. And the effect, as soon as I saw it, I could understand.

Two pirates hurt each other with each other's weapons, and they argued with each other.

Judging by the word confusing, I'm guessing Mr. Samaker also used magic to show hallucinations.

"... now you're cleaned up. Argent, I'm sorry, but can you ask me to heal these thieves' wounds? I'll do the captivity here. You don't use blood."

"Uh, I don't mind that... but now, Mr. Sumaker... the Device (artifact), right?

"Oh. Surely this' undivided circle 'is a magic tool (artifact). Unfortunately, I'm an ordinary man by nature. I have the help of my wife and I manage to fight."

"The" Undivided Circle "helps you to use the skills of the person you consent to. However, the person you consent to loses all their skills."

"... that"

"Yes. Being Samakar's wife means being just a woman."

Mr. Eldera makes words only dazzling and in mild condition. But in fact, that's not a light thing.

In this world, with the status of skill, general strength is managed. Every technique, from magic to swordsmanship to throwing and appraising, fits within the framework of skill.

He says it is Samakar's magic (artifact) effect that gives him all that skill.

Although it cannot be done without consent, it is an extraordinary effect in every sense. The same goes for infinite skill acquisition if you want, and if you hand over skill, you become someone with no ability whatsoever in this world.

Thoughts, judgment abilities, etc. won't depend on your skills, so you won't be able to do anything completely, but it will still be quite a big thing.

"... Samakar is the one who carries us, so this is how we are together ~"

"... Really?"

I'm sure Mr. Eldera smiling like that is the answer to all of this.

For them, Mr. Somerker is serious enough to think that he can give them all of his abilities, and he actually carries them.

He loves and cares about his wife, who is really serious, with dozens of people. And the feeling is certainly conveyed to my wife. Otherwise, I won't give you my skills.

"... he's a good guy. It hurts. It hurts. Fly away."

I nodded honestly as I recovered the pirate I had been captive to and the wounded soldier.

After all, Mr. Somerker is a feminine, perverted, and a little disgusting, but he doesn't seem to be a good person for sure.

"What do you say, Argento! Are you in love with me now?

"Oh, that's okay because it doesn't"

"... right"

I'm seriously sorry to hear that, or I really liked women.