The Skill Collector

"It will be a cake set"

Relaxing in the dining room of the inn, the cake and tea brought to the table by Sumire, the clerk, can be arranged.

The general is also elaborate in making sweets, so it tastes good... but I didn't ask for it.

"Didn't your lady order this?

When I turned to the two ladies at the table next door, Sumire leaked her voice, "Ah."

"Shh, excuse me"

I rush to collect the cake and transport it to the next door.

I've bowed my head many times over there. Guests are more apologetic.

"Huh, I did it again. Excuse me, collector."

Sumire stands next to the table with a top-down apology again.

"That's okay. A little mistake is for everyone."

"It would be helpful if you could say that. But the collector never seems to have failed, does he?

"That's not true. I've made so many big mistakes that I can't talk to people..."

Yes, I have experienced several irrevocable failures.

Now it was time for the collector's job to follow the board, but it was really bad when he hadn't named himself a collector yet. Among other things, I sincerely regretted, that mistake is still unforgivable to me.

"The skills of the students in the school are quite..."

Previously, I bought 'appraisals' from merchants at death for a low price, and since then they have been activated frequently, but with this, it is still easy to use the ability of 'buying and selling'.

Sometimes as a merchant you are allowed to go around the place and listen to people who are worried about their skills and make buyouts, but should it be time to do a full collection of skills?

Combat based skills and skills with little value for use have come together considerably, but still more is needed to increase the level.

I wonder if you should be aggressive in buying as well as selling because you also need cash to buy out rare and powerful skills.

I've also tried being an adventurer for a time since I broke up with my sister, but it's also more efficient to be a merchant to take advantage of 'buying and selling'. Besides, I feel the merchant is more suited to sex.

"Um... merchant, do you still have the total vegetable bread?

A small, frontal hair stretched to the tip of his nose, a boy seemingly indifferent to look at is hanging in front of him.

I always seem to hold an old book in my arms, but is that a spell document?

This kid comes after people are gone, and I always decided to leave bread for this kid.

"I do. There's still plenty of meat and vegetables."

"Well, then, both"

"Thank you every time"

Sell handmade bread to hungry students and receive money.

Now I work in a school store that trains wizards, but they're all just young and sell like total vegetable bread and lunch boxes fly.

I don't know why you work in school, but it's a job that a merchant I know asked you to do.

Expecting to be able to buy magical skills, I decided to undertake the job only for a short period of time.

"The bread here is delicious... I like it"

"I'm glad you said that."

This kid seems to be getting jerked off in school, and he always comes here to buy it this way in anticipation of his time without people.

I'll concentrate my consciousness and look at his skills, but as a wizard I'm supposed to excel because my magical skills are higher than those of other students.

I just have a high level of skills called 'internal chi' and I guess this is having a negative impact on my surroundings. It can be normal for kids this year to find someone they don't care about and exude their own stress.

In fact, I was doing something similar in the village.

"If you don't have a place to eat, you can eat in the back of the store. You can't see the back from the guests."

"Yes, okay?

"You're an important customer. Lunch in the privileged seat, please."

"Thank you!

I bow my head many times and move to the back of the store holding the bread looking important.

The moment I just walked past the side, there was a woody scent. Aromatic woody scent, as if you took a deep breath in the deep woods. I wonder if this is Kaoru. If you look closely, the boy is wearing a neckline with wooden round balls attached. Is that the smell?

There's a desk and chair I use, so the boy was happily eating dinner there.

We don't seem to have a place to stay, so from now on, we're going to offer this place as a place to evacuate. I have some sympathy for the boy's current situation, but there's more to the boy than that.

I don't know what that is, but it's uncomfortable as if a small bone was stabbed in the back of my throat, or I get chest noise watching the boy.

I tried activating 'appraisal' again, but nothing suspicious.

'Intuition' is about to complain about something, but I don't know what that is because I'm not at a high level. There's just a boy involved in that. That's all I know for sure... I think.

I don't mind if it's a matter of concern, but I'll try to be careful about the boy.

"You're annoying. Yikes! You smell weird!

The students were heard from the back yard as they were activating 'Listening Ears' while replenishing the merchandise at the store.

That place is also far from the teacher's staff office... it's a great place to do bullying.

"Can't we overlook it"

I was familiar with the blowing noise I heard intersecting my anger and the weak voice of "stop," so I put my stuff on the floor and ran out.

He ran the shortest possible distance and activated 'voice imitation' when he lurked behind an Oki near the scene.

"Is it true you're being jerked over here?

I imitate the voice of the number one teacher of rigor, who teaches physical strengthening magic and physical arts in school.

As soon as I heard that, the students escaped simultaneously.

"You know what happens if you tick your teacher about this!

and leave a threatening word.

Make sure everyone's signs have gone away before walking over to him, nodding on the ground.

"Are you all right?

"Ah, yes. Oh, the shopkeeper."

Reaching out, he reached all over the mud, but the boy pulled his hand and stood up on his own. You seem hesitant to get my hands dirty.

Can you even care in this situation......

"Shall I tell the teacher from me?

"Ya, stop it! Even if I sued him before, he wouldn't take care of me... On the contrary, I spoke to the students laughing and it got worse from the next day."

Is it a situation where there is no one on your side in the classroom? That's tough.

Boys are higher in magical prowess, but it is forbidden to use magic without permission. They also have magic props to detect magic, so the guys who were jerking off didn't use any magic either.

If it stays like this, the figs may be getting worse.

"I didn't do anything wrong... Oh, my mother's shapely necklace is chopped... Ugh... Damn it, dude! How can you flatten out what people don't like!

The boy who punches the ground and tears tears overlap his childhood appearance.

I had a sister then. Even though there was a back, there was someone I could count on. But the boy is alone.

If I'm here all the time, it's possible to cover him up, but I have to leave school in a month.

Want to give him - skills? With "somatology" or "resilience," you will no longer succumb to that degree of fig. Let's also buy 'Inside Chi'.

And I wonder if 'decipher' would be okay. With this, your understanding of ancient documents and magic will be improved, useful in class, and should be user-friendly when you become a wizard in the future.

The day after work at the school, the boy spared his breakup with me in tears.

Since then, the boy has used the skills I gave him to defeat the jerks.

The students, who pretended not to see the boy being jerked off, also returned their palms and took the boy's side.

I got rid of the jerk problem and no more worries. I left school behind.

- Then three years later, I got back to this school.

They have a graduation for a boy who was jerked off, so I came to this city at the right time, but I didn't know this was happening.

Throughout the city, it was a good idea to talk about disturbances in schools. They say the students are coming from the school in the evenings and on weekends, but they haven't seen the students in the city at all for the past two weeks.

The school is built outside the city, but the main road leading from the city to the school is now sealed off.

I asked the soldier on watch that there was a disturbance at the school and he was sending soldiers in.

I thank you for watching, a short distance away, and then continue down the road without a path.

Only that boy is thoughtful in the students of the school. I wish I could even make sure he's okay......

The school is surrounded by giant walls, so it's like a fortress from the outside. The walls are white, so there is no pressure.

There should always be a gatekeeper in front of the school, but there's no one there.

Other than at night, the gates that are open are also closed.

Activated 'Signal Detection'... Can't you feel the signs?

What do you mean? Though undetectable to the back of the school, it is possible to examine a considerable extent. Even so, he said he didn't feel any signs of people.

And what happened to the soldiers heading to this school? Couldn't you have broken in that the gate was closed?

Don't you have an answer for thinking about it here? I just have to try to break in.

"Do we have to go?"

He replaces it with "climb," "leap," and "power," climbing the fence with ease.

I glance at the school building from the top of the fence, but there is no one at the window or in the courtyard.

When you don't make a single sound instead of a sign of a person? Is the entrance door to the building open?

Jumping off the fence and sneaking into the entrance to the building, he peers softly inside.

"I see."

The hall on the ground floor was stone floored, but there were soldiers in armor rolling over. The faces of the soldiers are distorted by fear.

Even so, it seems awful. There are stab wounds on the body and marks like they were magically done.

"What... the meat is choosing. Are those bite marks?

You most likely summoned the demon. Some students, though rare, could use summoning magic.

You're so worn out that you can't be sure which one is the cause of death. You hit him relentlessly with more than one?

There's a soldier's body, but not the students'.

What is assumed from this is the development that the students at the school have rioted. I don't feel the need to do that. The school is famous for producing brilliant wizards, and a happy future after graduation is guaranteed.

What does it mean to go out of your way to shake it on a stick and start a riot?

"Well, that's a lot more action than you think."

When I set up my full skill set, I started exploring the school.

I tried going around each classroom, but the students are nowhere. On the contrary, I don't even see a teacher.

Desks and chairs are knocked down in the classroom, and blood is scattered all over them.

"Is it your destiny to fail to summon and summon a powerful demon?

When calling out powerful demons, sacrifice is required beforehand, but in some cases it is also possible to pay later.

It is also possible that, as a result of summoning and negotiating first, the line was sacrificed to those in the school. It's not surprising that there are only magic schools and forbidden books and "great relics" that need to be handled with caution.

I give up exploring the signs from examining the majority of the rooms to activate 'Listening Ear' and 'Olfactory Sense'.

A lot of things make a slight noise. Is this direction a training ground?

"You should sharpen your 'intuition' skills more"

I'm sick of just imagining this later development, but I can't even pull it off here.

I have a duty to see this through to the end. This isn't a hunch, it's just a certainty.

On the way out of the school building to the training ground, there was an unusual odor, but I ignored it and proceeded.

When he opened the door to the training ground vigorously, the training ground was filled with students from the school.

You said you made a pretty flashy noise, but you don't turn around as one. They're all staring underfoot, just shaking their bodies left and right.

How many are there?

And the students have no sign. That means...

"Corpse"

I had an approximate idea, but when I saw it at all, I was stunned.

There is such a thing as' necromancy 'in this world that manipulates corpses. This is a pretty special skill, which belongs to magic but is not something you will remember acquired, and can only be used by those who are born to gain it as a skill...... one of rare skills. They say.

It's not strange to be in a magic school student because it's a 'skill' to manipulate corpses based on magic. Because this is the best place to build your magic.

A bunch of bodies who don't know the pain. It may be hard to deal with this number. One-on-one, I'm confident I'll defeat you, but the number of violence is more troublesome than you think.

Being a corpse opponent is also difficult to stop with a single blow, and once surrounded and caught, it ends there.

Smell one smell while the Death Odor is full... exhale heavily. A unique fragrance that interacts with unpleasant rotten odors but claims to be. That was a smell I remember smelling.

"Happy graduation. I came to say, I didn't expect to see you like this again. Why don't you come out?

As I speak to the herd of corpses, those who were former students move cursorily left and right. There was a student figure, treading back and forth on a chair, ahead of the creation of a single path.

I have a thick, old book in my right hand. That's a book I've been holding dear to you for a long time.

"Your hair looks the same. You're no different than you were three years ago."

"This is the merchant at the store. Long time no see. Thanks to the skills you gave me, I was able to be so strong. Thank you so much."

The boy, who was the victim of that naughty fig, has a grin on his mouth, still looking the same as it did three years ago.

Is this the effect of buying out the 'insides'?

But it's uncomfortable that the boy, who is growing up, hasn't grown a bit taller in three years.

"Looks like you've been fooled brilliantly by things. I didn't know you were pretending to be weak."

"That's not true. When I was with the merchant, I was just a weak man. After the merchant was gone, I thought I could somehow crack open the current situation, and I got my hands on a forbidden book that passed down on to my family from generation to generation. I have deciphered a book containing the souls of the great wizards of Tai Ancient, who manipulate" Necromancer Art ", utilizing the" Decryption "you gave me. As a result, we succeeded in acquiring vast amounts of magic and knowledge, as well as skills such as' immortality 'and' necromancy '."

The boy's tone sounds like an old man, and he feels majestic in every word and deed.

Though he doesn't seem to imitate the old man's tone, he seems to speak naturally and inexorably.

I didn't know books that always seemed important were such things. Was my 'intuition' reacting to that book?

"So you're saying that the wizard who had the boy's body... sealed took over?

"That's not true. The prospect of turning souls into skills and transferring memories to others was only half successful. The knowledge and skills of a great wizard certainly moved on to me. But he didn't succeed in taking over consciousness, he only inherited the wizard's memory."

In other words, is the boy in front of you the original boy who inherited only the memory of the old wizard?

"This murder is not the work of the old man who took over his body, it's what you wanted... you mean?

"That's right. I remember the old wizard, but it doesn't depend on his memory because it feels like he's dreaming, well, theatre or anything. I only took revenge with this power. [M] Every day, every day, a classmate who kept his mouth shut without even trying to stop me from joking with them. And teachers who didn't take measures. I told you the fig was gone, but it didn't happen."

That time, you were crying and thanking me... was that a lie?

I took it for granted and didn't suspect anything until today. I feel like scratching my head at adding and subtracting my dumbness...

"When I knew I couldn't win one-on-one, they started beating me until I couldn't move around in large numbers. Situations where things are hidden and classes are rarely taken. There was a son of a powerful among the jerks, so teachers and students alike saw it and pretended not to see it. Every day was hell. I endured my days thinking only of paying them back. I've been secretly sharpening my skills for three years since I 'deciphered' this book.... for revenge!

"Three years…. No, he said he started a revenge play to clear up the grudges he'd fought before. Did I come at the worst possible time? No luck."

If I hadn't sold him the 'decipher', if I hadn't bought away the 'insides', if I hadn't left this school... wouldn't this have happened?

"They're now submissive servants, too, who were so prestigious. They're adorable, obeying any order."

"I don't understand a tenth of the pain you've suffered. I guess that humiliation is immeasurable and beyond my imagination. But this is too much."

"Too much ⁉ What's wrong with killing these guys every day who want to die and trample on human dignity!

The old shadow has no fine dust on him with his eyes running blood and shaking his hair.

There is no fear in his words and deeds that stir madness... All I could see in my eyes was a child with a seizure and crying.

"I have no sympathy for the guys who were jerking off. I can't complain about you getting killed, 'cause you seemed to be doing something. The teacher in charge is also guilty. But did you have to go this far to your classmates and other class kids who didn't do anything?

"Isn't it decided to have one? Don't even help me. Pretending not to look is with you being a jerk, isn't it? It's determined to be the same crime! Because they should be killed as well. Shh!

"So you... if you were in your classmate's shoes, you helped the kid who's being jerked off, right?

"... Huh?

I'm looking at you with a smiling face, forgetting my anger, if my question was unexpected.

Were you completely innocent of your classmates leaving you out avoiding getting involved? If asked, you can't shake your head vertically.

But how many humans can stop it if it is placed in the same situation?

I was blinded by anger, like him, and all the villagers hated me. You don't have the right to blame him anywhere, but you look great... don't hate yourself.

"Again and again, there is no room for sympathy for the killing of the fighter and the teacher in charge. But isn't it different to ask people what they can't do? If you were in the position of a classmate, I don't think you'd be helping the kid who's being jerked off. Just pretend not to look, just like them."

"That's not true! I'm not like these guys! I was definitely helping!

You won't admit it. That's right. Because if you admit it here, you'll be crushed by the consciousness of sin.

Though I said this, it's actually possible that he was in for help in his case. So let me try to show you that answer.

"No, no, no, no!

Forgetting my existence and moving to his eyes, where he kept uttering the words of denial, he pinched that face in his palm and forced his gaze against me.

So I do my best to activate my "Hypnosis" and "Illusion" skills.

The light went out of his eyes. Now he is in the position of a classmate with his memory regressed, watching the kid being jerked off. What action will he take there? The answer will be revealed a little later.

If you just want to stop him, you just have to do it while you're disturbed. I could have easily defeated you if you were in a state full of gaps earlier. But a dead man who loses his manipulation without releasing him from 'Necromancer's Art' strikes a man with his instincts.

If you defeat him here, the dead here will storm out and come at me. There's a chance that a manipulated dead man who's not here will storm somewhere else. It's not a good idea to defeat him here.

Besides, those who die while manipulated by "Necromancer" are not allowed to go out of the logic of death and into the afterlife, and the legacy remains that they will be reborn into demons. All this knowledge came from books owned by my sister, who was at home, and stories about my sister.

Based on this...... I have to break his heart and have him unravel the 'Necromancer' himself. I have a sense of being cruel to him. But I'm not sympathetic anymore.

Because he killed many people and manipulated them as puppets. What you're doing is no different than a shark with power... No, because it's a worse quality thing.

"Is the collector failing...... You can't imagine."

She returned to me in her words. Sumire is leaning her little neck and thinking.

I remember the old days.

"That's not true. When I was younger, it was something that made a fatal mistake. It's embarrassing."

"Hehe. Even collectors fail. I was kind of horrified."

"Ha, there's no such thing as a perfect person."

It wasn't meant to make me laugh, but I can't go into detail about this.

After that, he unlocked 'Necromancer' in a depressing manner when he returned from the illusion world.

Before that, he said, "I won't use it anymore" and sold the skills he bought from me before along with "immortality".

He really wanted to give me the Necromancer, but as soon as I disarmed him, he went back to the body.

He had not changed his appearance for three years, and he was dead when he opened the book. And it was brought to life by The Necromancer, granted by the power of the book.... No, he had also turned himself into a living corpse unaware.

So he hasn't changed in three years. I told him to solve 'Necromancer' while I knew it. The biggest scumbag on that spot is definitely... me.

In the end, 'immortality' was a skill that meant nothing to him, but now it doesn't matter.

Turning his consciousness back to the sound of a dish called Catan, he has a brown liquid in front of him.

Now it's time to include in your mouth the beverage that Sumire brought you without mistake.

"That's a little bitter..."

In order not to reincarnate him as a demon who became a dead man, it was necessary to solve the 'Necromancer' himself. But was that right? I still don't get the answer.

"What can I do to avoid making mistakes or mistakes"

"Right. I don't blame others without distracting myself from my nonsense. And then..."

Because I had remembered him until just now, his figure and words at the time when he was being jerked and crying in the backyard swept through his brain.

"I don't do things to people that I don't like when I'm done. Isn't that all?"