The Skill Collector

"That's terrible, this is"

The flames shake and the smell of burning sticks to my nose.

The sight looking down from above the city walls was a hell of a painting that made me want to cover my eyes.

Folk houses ravaged and unbroken by demons. People running away screaming.

Unilateral killings and destruction are taking place in this city. I'd love to go help now, but should I leave this to the masses of soldiers pouring in from the north side of the city...?

We have another mission. The General entrusted me in the city where I'm based, and I have to do what I can.

Now this country is about to fall into an unsolicited crisis.

A bunch of demons that have emerged from nowhere are aiming to destroy villages and towns while wang capital, the heart of the country.

The herd of demons are undead such as zombies, skeletons, etc.

Winged man-shaped demon from the back.

Animal blood-mixed beast man.

A rock doll made to look like a person.

The demons, which normally never form, form a herd and continue to march.

The herd of demons goes straight for the king's capital and then burns down the invading towns and villages.

The army sent by the king's capital to crusade the demons has been lightly returned.

The king, who initially watched sweetly, also seemed to learn to be in a hurry, and the later troops sent in five times more soldiers than in the first line.

The man who leads the great army is rumored to be the best general in this country.

I have just recently reunited with that general and I have something to do with it. Though I never thought I'd be involved with my daughter, not just my ancestors.

The general was brave but not reckless. He had a discreet personality without overstating his strength.

... Reckless words and actions caught my eye at a young age, and some of them were messy, but do you ever bring them up now?

The request from such a general was to gather information on the enemy for any minor matters. You're expecting my information network as a merchant.

So when I asked Maekil, an informant, I was already done collecting information and handed over the material.

I am breathtaking and instantly understand the content.

Maechir was already looking into it because he was grabbing this information.

"I don't think they have any rare skills. If I did, I'd probably be an only-skilled. I guess it's a skill to lead and manipulate demons."

If this is an only-skilled, it's useless to just think about it because there's no precedent, but if it's a rare skill, I know one.

I looked again at the material and assembled the future measures with my head.

If my predictions are centered, this goes around - to this day - deciding I need to get ready down there.

Moving away from the battle of demons with the soldiers of the country, jump off the walls and continue south along the walls.

Four people follow me behind my back. It's a trustworthy face I gathered quickly.

The place you're aiming for... is directing you to kill from a safe place without entering the city, my dear.

I've already caught his signs.

There's one small sign, another sign of moderate size. There are four more signs that your whole body hair will turn upside down.

No other signs exist. You would normally think that protecting your best balls in such a small number is a reckless act - just a thousand fierce men out of this sign.

I'm not the one who should be cautious.

The target seemed to notice this approach, so he went straight for the enemy's parent without even detouring.

We could see each other and finally stopped on our feet when we were at a distance from our voices.

The identity of the little sign is a beautiful woman in a pure white wedding dress. It's supposed to be a blessing, but my eyes are empty and my neck is worn with collars like livestock.

Grabbing the tip of a thin chain stretched from the collar was one man wearing a black based robe. He sits in a fancy chair and has a cheek wand even though he says it's outdoors.

How old are you in your late twenties? An unpleasant mouth with a hoisted eye, a nymphomaniac laugh.

An overdecorated cane pierces the ground. That seems to be the weapon of my best friend.

It stinks of trinkets, but it matches the appearance of the parent balls if you believe in Maekil's material.

And the woman with the vain eyes married to another country - a princess for sure. A princess who was just before I married her, to be exact. I was going to be daughter-in-law of a small country in a political marriage, the fourth princess of the country I'm staying in.

Had it been a month before the destruction of the kingdom of the dowry, a grand ceremony would have taken place. The recapture of such an unfortunate princess is one of my things to be done.

Are the four remaining demons, with the exception of those two, standing like generals?

A knight-style demon wearing gray full-body armor has no head and a helmet on his side.

That is a demon called Durahan. It's called a demon that manipulates death and serves as an undead demon.

Leaning against her parent balls is Sacubas, a female demon dressed like exposed underwear. A demon that fascinates a man and breathes out his refinement.

More musculoskeletal big man with cow head, minotaur.

Huge rock doll, stone golem.

They all seem to be advanced classes as demons, but highly capable individuals among their peers.

I just want to find out their skills, but at this distance, I still can't spot them.

They won't move if they look at us. When the eyeballs on the yawning surface glance (strawberry) and laugh with his nose, he bites off the yawn and opens his mouth troublesome.

"Don't move. Looks like you've come to do my job in person. Not a bad idea...... should I say reckless. It's not a bad idea to get your hands off your chest."

"My king. You don't have to get that hand dirty. I'll take care of this place."

Is this voice Durahan holding a helmet?

Minotaur and Golem also nod in agreement. Sacubas is holding his mouth against his ear as he snuggles his body against his parent's arm and presses his chest.

"Wow, you never touch such a filthy human being."

That's a breathtaking, colorful way to talk.

Did you feel better about that word, my dear balls lowered the hips that were floating down to the chair again.

Take control of my people by hand, and I walk slowly towards them by myself.

The signs of the demons swelled up, and the intimidation felt all over my body that it would not be strange for the weak to pass out.

It also unwittingly packs further distances.

"Well, hurry to death yourself. If you step in any further, your men won't shut up."

Stop your legs in response to that word.

The demons set up their weapons and are about to pop up.

Should we get this close enough? It is possible to discern the skills of all in the "appraisal".

Activate your skills to examine four demons first. Combat skills such as' power 'and' stubbornness', as well as skills that affect the spirits of people such as' charm 'and' seduction ', line up all the time.

Sacubas is good at mental attacks and magic, and the other three are purely combative. Durahan's skills are a lot of trouble that leads directly to death.

I have grasped the skill type but the skill level remains unknown.

At this distance, you should also see the level, but only the other person's skill name comes up overhead and you don't know the key level.

The reason why I can't read the level is the effect of the skills that exist in common with the four of them and the princess.

- Skills in the name of 'controlled'.

This shows that it is under the influence of the 'dominant' skill owner. Anyone who is placed in a skill slot with "Dominance" becomes an absolute obedient servant to the "Dominance" skill owner.

Only those who activate the "Dominance" skill can fully grasp the skills of the "Dominant" ones. That's why I can't see the level.

That's not the only trouble with this skill. 'Dominant' will remain attached to the skill slot for the rest of his life unless the person releases it.

Needless to say, the owner of the 'domination' skill is the parent who is treading back and forth in his chair.

I can read all of that guy's skills, but 'dominance' skills did exist. We have a range of other outstanding skills, so we'll have a lot of strength.

But my men are definitely stronger. If my best friend fights these four men one-on-one and decent, we have no winning eyes.

"I'm sorry about this. I'm a merchant and I've come to do business with you."

"Well, recklessly, is that why you visited in a small number before me? Business on the battlefield...... interesting. Well, let me know."

You seem to be overconfident in your strength and that of your fellow men, and you will not break the attitude of the strong.

The skill levels of the four bodies are unknown, but unusual forces are coming from the signs.

"I was called a collector, and it was possible to buy and sell people's skills."

"Skills I've never even heard of."

You're pretending to be calm, but you let your hips float for a moment.

The more powerful people are interested in my skills. He doesn't seem to be an exception.

"Yeah, because I'm an only-skilled. I've never met anyone who possessed that skill but me."

"Ho. Xama, just like my senior year, is the only-skilled owner!

I'm impressed, but you made me emphasize my part. Are you going to appeal that you have the only-skilled too?

Then let's get him on that brag.

"When I say, do you also have the only-skilled?

"Yes, 'domination', a skill only allowed to the world's champions."

Brilliant Doya face.

I guess I was nagging because I wanted to be proud. Be naturally surprised when you use Acting.

But why do these guys like to tear their hands apart? Is it common for sides to sweeten when you get power?

"Dominance, that's great! I need to talk to you about controlling the world."

"Hmm, so you had a business meeting? Why don't we just listen?"

Because I'm absolutely confident that I'm speaking with my eyes from above. If you have to, do your best, and I guess you're going to make me obey.

"Would you like to make one battle? Oh, of course it's formal. Actually, I've received your crusade mission's life from the King, but no matter what you think, you have no chance of winning."

"Well, you seem to have foresight. Go on."

"But if he returns without doing anything, the lives of the families he has left in the country... We still have the King's Hand, who is watching this place from afar. So we have to make sure you look like you fought for once."

My father-in-law is nodding horizontally.

You show the effect of your 'persuasion', 'talking' and 'acting' skills. Seems like you totally believe my point so far.

"So, me and you. And what about each other's men fighting and the winners gaining skills? Of course, you will win and I will sell my skills for a low price."

My big smile deepened when I heard my suggestion.

My charming act, which inspires absolute confidence. You don't even seem to doubt this suggestion.

"It's an interesting game, but you don't have to do that to succumb to it, do you?

"I don't think that's possible."

When I assure you, my eyebrows shake pickly.

"You're saying we can't win?

"No. It's a matter of my skills. This skill is called 'buying and selling', but the skill will not be activated unless we first sign a contract and declare our willingness to buy and sell each other. So it's a hassle, but this is how you have to negotiate in advance and get a pencil in this contract."

Such rules don't exist, but they line up lies flat.

Originally, if the other person is willing to sell it, it can be bought without any problems.

I will write down the text of the contract on this occasion and present the appropriate contents.

"Princess. Get that contract."

"Yes, sir"

When a princess in a wedding dress walks over, she receives a contract and a pen from me and goes back under her balls.

"Is this the highest magic contract? Death to those who fail to keep their covenant. I see."

My father-in-law stared at me and laughed with her nose all the way through the contract.

"Do losers have to comply with any demands of the winner,? I mean, if we win, it's possible to buy out all of Xama's skills."

"You're right, but I'm a worthy man. It would be helpful if you could keep it on track."

"He's a good man. Fine. Why don't you and your men join me? You just have to sign this contract."

I signed the contract without any suspicion, my best friend. - No, you can be dumb.

As soon as possible, the contract sheds light and disappears. Now we have made a covenant with each other.

I understand that dumb people are stronger than I am. That's why I expected my men to come on board fighting each other rather than having one-on-one battles with me, but I centered them brilliantly.

I can actually kick my enemies by myself, but I want to avoid acting on the surface stage as a merchant. It would be the right position as a merchant to make a leap in the back.

Besides, to free the princess who is under 'dominion', you have to let your parent unlock 'domination'. That's why I had to step on such a hassle.

Well, that's not all. By entering into a contract, it will be possible to buy out a large number of the opponent's valuable skills if won. I can't overlook it there as a collector.

"The contract has been concluded. Gentlemen, you can talk now."

My fellow subordinates, who had asked me in advance to remain silent during the negotiations, exhale loudly and be flexible.

I've been in upright immobility for a long time, so my joints seem to have solidified.

"Holy crap, that's all you can line up a lie with."

The champion is frightened as she scratches her hair like a bump.

"I almost died in too much free time..."

The immortal cuyoli is talking about a death story he's good at, but no one's responding.

It's only natural for me to know that she's 'immortal' on this occasion.

"God's judgment on evil things"

A priest with a stunning body in a coat of law paints a mark on the universe at his fingertips and offers prayers.

There is a huge blunt instrument on the back and a shield carved with the figure of a goddess, far from the usual temperate priest.... I think I'll be happy to raise my odd voice when those two see it.

"Is it king-tempting to rule the demons? You're stupid and funny with humans. This would still be better with chest haunts."

Aria's poisonous tongue, a mechanical doll, still looks great today.

These four are the helpers I gathered for this battle. After gathering information about the enemy, they will be the people they deem most appropriate.

The candidate went smoothly, as he had information from Maekil about the four enemies. I looked at the overly detailed information in that report and wondered, and asked Maechir, the reply was:

"Before, he wanted me to look into Sleep Princess, didn't he? Well, after exploring everything, they might feel it, and they called me to the mansion. Well, I found out one thing.... He was a well-known informant in the back world... As a result, Wye may also have been taken in..."

That was it. I mean, they say Maekil is in a cooperative relationship with Sleep Princess right now.

I thought it wasn't the only one, but I didn't know it was this far.

I hear Sleep Princess owes me a debt of gratitude, and she'll cooperate fully... I honestly can't be happy when I get a powerful source.

"Gently screw over, you guys. These are my servants, don't kill them as much as you can."

A fool is giving instructions to swallow air.

Four of his brainwashed subordinates have also advanced in light footsteps. I guess the idea of losing isn't even in the corner of your brain.

"Cuyoli for Durahan. There's a priest in Sacubus. Champion for Minotaur. For the golem, Mr. Ariaria, please."

"Um, should we not lose?

"I'll take care of it. We will work sincerely to ensure that no harm is done to the devout faithful."

"Ouch. I think he's going to hit me. Whatever you need."

"You're a golem with no design sense. I thought we should sharpen our aesthetic taste more."

There's no dust to lose this one, is there?

Everyone turns to their enemies confidently.

"Do it."

The battle began with a clumsy signal.

Durahan snapped Cuyoli's neck as he walked up to him unconstitutionally with the sword in his hand.

Sacubas attempts to captivate the priest himself by activating his' charm 'skills.

Minotaur drops the huge axe in his hand into the brain of the champion.

Golem crushed Ariaria with the hands of a rock.

"Whoa. I told you to give me a break. Sorry, collector. I let him control it, but he seems to have killed some of Xama's men."

I'll smile back at you in a light-hearted tone of apology.

"No. Never mind. They instinctively... just felt dangerous."

The enemy has attacked with all his might because he noticed a difference when confronting his people.

- You realized that if you didn't do it for real, you'd be defeated.

A fool uncomfortable with my words shifts his gaze to the battlefield.

"Hey, who are you? Lord!

In front of Durahan, who raised his frightened voice, was a cuyoli who similarly walked over with his neck by his side.

There is no way Kuyoli will die after he has been decapitated.

In a hurry and hesitation, Durahan has a series of magic about death pronouncements and deaths, but Cuyoli packs his distance as he takes all of them.

"Why, I'm dying! What is this human being? ⁉"

She's the worst compatible with the death-giving Durahan.

Durahan manipulates death on an undead opponent.... It's like a comedy.

Eyes on another battle. A sacubus dressed like underwear stands in front of the priest, sliding his fingers down his cheek.

"If I fascinate you, everyone will be my captivity. This is how I can just stroke my cheek, not make me itch."

Sacubas smiling lusciously is happily speaking to the priest.

When he's fascinated, he doesn't even seem to doubt it.

"What's your joke?"

When the priest answered without showing any emotional swings, Sacubas took a short distance.

Pointing to the priest wiping his cheeks touched with a handkerchief removed from his nostrils, the trembling sacubus.

"Ah, you! of resisting my charm. ⁉"

"Attractive? Did they do that? Though my body is slightly warmer. Oh, could it have been tempting? I'm sorry about this. When I was dealing with Sister on a daily basis, I became oblivious to that invitation."

Sacubas looks at the priest, who apologizes in awe, with frightened eyes as if he could even see a monster.

Boulder, I endure that Sister temptation every day, a priest with steel reason.

Without my heart shaking, I am plainly bordered by a sacubus called the Succubus.

"Come on, be more comfortable! Step in. Eh! Don't let your strength shake you. Faster! Faster!

Champion giving advice while sparing a minotaur waving axe.

You'll be amazed at how overwhelmed the advanced demons are with your bare hands. You don't know which one of these is the demon.

"Special, a beam that explodes from inside your body when you eat it!

When the light emitted from Aria's eyes hit Golem's right arm, it exploded at the same time as it dissolved red.

A golem staring at a thousand slices of flying arms. I don't seem to understand what happened.

I don't know about that ray, but it's not the same thing you released when you erased my memory...

But it's more overwhelming than I thought. I have only carefully selected members.

"Duh, what do you mean! My sons and daughters are lying! These guys under control are the most powerful demons! What the hell did you do!

A dumb, screaming haircut is staring at me with my bloody running eyes, but I have trouble getting that look on my face.

The attitude that looked down on that guy seems to have completely disappeared.

"I'm just fighting normally. The world has a top."

"Don't be ridiculous! You guys, don't get out of hand! Kill him even if he's mean!

Words that get rough are better suited for dumbness. I guess this one is more in nature than I've ever been able to afford.

The dumb scolding is also empty, Durahan tore his body in two with his bare hands, and Sacubas is lying down in front of the priest.

Minotaur had his head buried in his body as if it had been crushed from above, the golem had collapsed without a trace, and Ariaria had a great yawn.

"All four kings of my life are extinguished.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Sounds like it. Then, as promised, will you listen to me?"

"Heh, heh, hah! You surprised me, Xama and the others!

The dumb guy who should be cornered is putting his hand on his forehead and turning his body upside down, laughing like crazy.

I suspected the spirit was broken, but there was still strength in its eyes.

"Thank you for bringing a good servant! Be my servant!

A golden light emanates from a hand protruded by a dummy, which hits a fellow.

The light quickly disappeared when it covered his entire body, and the dumb guy who saw it put his hand on his face and said, "Fuck, fu, uh, yeah," and he was laughing again.

"Now your people have ruled too! The contract said the winner would obey the loser. Xama's people became mine. I haven't settled with Xama yet! Now you're gonna have to fight my people! Come on, it's us!

Line up in front of it so my people can cover their dumps.

Looking over their heads, there does exist a skill there called 'Dominance'.

"O new Four Heavens King! Kill him!

When the four people who heard the order took a step on their right foot, they turned from there. Turn right and face back to dumbness.

"Hey, what are you doing? Your enemies are that way! Oh, hey. What is that shaken cobble! Listen to my orders! No, no, don't. Whoa!

Look at the dumb spot being slapped and sigh.

Champions and Ariaria are actively kicking him in. The priest prays for the poor man, and Kuyoli gazes at the void.

My people weren't in control for a reason. The 'dominance' skills attached to them are not his, but those I have kept under control with my 'dominance' skills beforehand.

Those who are already ruled will not be ruled. That's just it.

"I seem to have been mistaken, but 'domination' is not an only-skilled thing. Rare skills, huh? I own it, too."

I spoke to a tingly cramped dummy, but no reply.

This development was taken into account in advance. It's a skill I own too, so the measures are good.

Most likely, my companions would have been able to repel the skills of "domination" due to their high spiritual strength, but I kept it in mind.

- I don't think the priest in particular needed it.

"Hey, are you guys okay?! Leondold, collector, are you hurt?

The overheard shout that has been echoed by the city is the man loved by his daughter-in-law - Congis - who has a unique culinary taste.

Congis came to tell me that he had swept the city's demons while he was tying them up with rope.

Soldiers were not the only ones involved in the city's demonic crusade, but also many adventurers. Sure, there must have been some old sage party.

Is this a setback for this disturbance?

I guess the appearance would mean I cleaned up with the soldiers and their activism.

"Dominance, or troublesome skills. I didn't think you had a collector, either. You don't want to exploit your dominance skills? With your strength and your skills, the Lord of a country is not a dream."

That's what the champion said to tear it up, but those eyes weren't laughing.

After understanding the danger, are you going to stab me with a nail?

"You're not interested. I don't want to rule, I don't want to be. Your rule has already been lifted."

My heart belongs to me.

It may be easier in a way to live with the body and mind loose on others.

But I know the horror of leaving my life to others.

I understand the dangers of relying on others….

"I think people's minds should be free"

"But it's not so bad to be ruled, actually."

I thought he was a man who loved freedom more than anyone else, but when he champions, he speaks unexpectedly.

I thought so. Seriously staring at him, I laughed bitterly and pointed backwards with my thumb.

There's Congis, who came to pass on the information... and his wife Cerifeiri next door. Did you accompany her as a choreographer to help her husband at all?

"Are you hurt? There are already cuts here and here...... Your clothes are torn, aren't they? I'll fix it later, so give it to me."

"Ooh. I'm always sorry."

I nodded unexpectedly when I saw Kongis not lifting his head to his wife.

That seems to be dominating, completely under control.

Maybe they both agree. - Happy reign?