The Skill Collector

"Long time no see, collector! Just hide it!

It was a man with a hat in his eyes who came running over and said something strange when he suddenly called it off all over the city.

There seems to be some deacon-like men and maids chasing him with fast legs a little behind him.

Those people are sure......

"I'm being chased by the person in charge! With a deadline reminder!

Right, a novelist who built a mansion on an island. of a seller who owns the skills of 'Pretend Dead'.

People on the road are paying attention here because they scream out loud.

"In the meantime, for more information, go to the restaurant there"

We invite the novelists and their squires into the spilled shop that was nearby.

I'm going to get caught up in every trouble, but I'm busy with another project right now. Let me take care of that after it's cleared up.

"I'm sorry I couldn't."

"No, we're each other when we're in trouble. Plus we charge extra, and we're getting this one."

bowing his head to the one sitting next to him, he returned it with a soft grin.

He is in his skinny, mild forties or so, and has no such characteristics. He's a plain man who seems to be everywhere.

I'm sitting in the passenger seat of a passenger carriage talking to someone like that.

Three days down the street there was a city of mines famous for the ore being mined, and I was forced to say no to the riding carriage that carried me that far.

All the seats for the four of us had been filled, so we are sitting next to you.

"It really helped. I had also booked a carriage for wild use, but I couldn't make it in time, and I left first. I should have rented it out without saving money now."

"You didn't have that on. You can look like a pedestrian, but can we do something about it?

"Yeah. There was a pretty big deal, and you can't be late for a specified date and time. You can rest assured that the carriage here also hires escorts."

My union of carriages carries people and luggage to each city on a regular basis, but they hire specialist escorts, making them safer than others.

There are now escorts riding horses in the front and rear of the carriage, and they are both capable men with full combat skills. If you are a monster, you can rest assured.

For that matter, it is often used by the wealthy rather than the common people, as the fees are also higher.

"Yeah, because we're safety first. The customer today is a certain merchant who traveled home with his family."

When I greet my ancestors when I let them ride with me, an elegant gentleman and a small fat man. And the two women with unchanged back lengths accepted me comfortably.

I'm pretty sure I'm wealthy because I wear fine clothing very well.

"As a merchant, I'd like to approach you, but I don't want to bother you any more, so I'll weigh myself in."

"Ha-ha-ha, you're a merchant soul. Should I just carry the luggage I've been holding in my car?

Looking at the sturdy bag that I seem to hold dear, it seems that your man has distracted me.

"Thank you for your concern. But there's a lot of money in the business, so I can't feel safe without holding it like this."

"It is. You're worried you don't have it at hand, right? Sorry for the extra offer."

"No."

You heard our conversation, and one of the escorts, moving a little further, just looked at us for a moment.

And he that noticed it grinned and smiled,

"It's okay."

I say and nod small, and I immediately look back.

"Since I suddenly laughed, you seemed wondering if something had happened. He was deaf.... Speaking of ears, I'm proud of this, but I'm confident in my ears, too. And my eyes are a little too."

He who proudly defies his breasts while holding his reins.

His confidence has a basis. I was looking into my skills in advance, so I instantly understood what I wanted to brag about.

"Really? Could it be that I own those skills... or something?

"Thank you!

You seem surprised, but you don't have to use 'appraisal' to imagine it from the stream.

"Actually, there were" Listening Ears "and" Eye of the Eagle ". He's quite a treasure to you."

"That's brilliant."

It makes you look surprised by the excess as if you've never known it before.

In this case, there's no harm in keeping things up about them.

"Listening Ears" is a skill I love, but "Eye of the Eagle" is a skill of those who are not as rare as rare.

Capabilities can quickly capture objects in sight, and so on. It works quite well when owned by someone who uses a bow like a hunter.

It is one of the most popular skills among adventurers because it is also suitable for finding things to do.

"Catch the demon's footsteps and squeals in 'Hearing Ears' and then find the object in 'Eagle's Eye'. Thanks to this ability, we can detect demonic attacks as soon as possible. How many times have you picked up your life thanks to your skills"

"No, you're reliable. I've been hearing rumors lately that there are bandits targeting carriages in this area, so I was a little concerned. I have to thank you for your luck in the carriage."

"That's a big deal, but I'll keep you safe!

Goddamn, he's banging his chest so hard, he's squeaking his nose.

Being confident in safety in this world, where demons travel, is a strength above all else. Proudly boasting about your skills as much as you do is probably one of the performances to get the peace of mind of the guests.

"Nevertheless, this is the end of my job"

When his confident face suddenly calms down earlier, he exhales heavily. Eyes staring in the direction of the path seem to be looking at something else, not the view around.

"Because I'm retiring from you today?

"Yeah. I was actually planning on going on a little bit longer, but there was a lot going on."

If you smile and say it out loud, it's hard for you as a listener to decide whether you should hear the rest of the story or not.

But in my case, I can read the approximate mind movements in Psychology.

In his case he is hesitant to cut it out of himself, but he is waiting for people to ask him. Or something like that.

"If you don't mind, may I ask why?

"I'm just going to get your ears dirty, but if you don't mind, ask me for some free time on the trip"

After all, he wanted to talk to someone.

"Psychology" is also effective in negotiating because it can detect these mindsets, but it has been stabbed with a nail by Kuyoli, who is immortal, so as not to use it a lot in everyday conversations.

Because I don't feel good about my heart being spotted. for that reason.

"We had a little, very cute daughter at home. It's such a cute little girl that it's so confusing to see if she's an angel reborn that hundreds out of hundreds swear she's adorable!

He who holds his fist and speaks fervently is like a parent idiot.

"I was born with a bad body, especially a dull five senses. These days, I've lost my eyesight, my voice is hard to hear, my ears are far away, and my health is weakened."

Is this the effect of negative skills such as' frail constitution '? Then if I buy it out, I can fix it, but some people are born weak, regardless of their skills.

"I 'appraised' that I might have some bad skills, but I didn't have any skills that could have a particularly negative impact, so it was a natural problem."

Can't you buy it?

"Still, after gathering information about how I could manage my daughter, I found a cure. I was really happy, I could cheer up my daughter who couldn't even get out of bed properly. When I found out that the drug existed, I was old enough to hug my wife and cry."

I guess I remembered the time. He has red eyes and rubs his nose with his fingers.

A natural reaction as a parent.

You're a beloved daughter. Compared to my childhood, I'm a little envious.

"It's just that the cure is pretty expensive. Since I found out about it, I've only thought about powdering myself and making money. Yeah, that's all I've thought about and lived with. Don't think about anything else... do it. But that's up to today, too. Now we can finally reach our target amount…"

So the expression disappeared from the face of the speaker, and the shade was seen.

The cloudy eyes are not my face, staring slightly down.

I guess I've been considerably forced to buy a cure.... Is this about the chatter around and cut to the point?

"It's useful to have your skills, isn't it? Capture signals unheard by ordinary people as soon as possible with" ears and ears, "and never overlook them with the landmarks of the ambush place or" eagle's eye "."

When I say that and smile at you, you lose blood from your face.

The reins that conveyed the tremor of your hand rippled fine, stopping your foot as the horse bewildered.

"Hey, what are you talking about?

You're bad at falling in love.

Who trusts words spoken with a pale face and a beeping tooth?

"No. It's a request from someone who runs a certain carriage. Our carriage has been frequently targeted lately, so he wants us to find out if there are any traitors inside,. So, this is how I pretended I missed my ride and put him on a suspicious carriage."

"Hey, what are you talking about? If you doubt me, it's a mistake. The carriage I rode has never been attacked."

"Yes, that's right. But strangely enough, all the carriages that were attacked were running backwards a little further away from your carriage. And for some reason, your carriage escort often disappears for long periods of time at lunch or camp, calling it a lookout."

Speaking of the information he had obtained in advance from Maekil, the informant, without breaking his grin, a guard lined up in front and rear of the carriage next to your seat.

Keep your eyes closed and stare at me. From that glance, I can feel the killing spirit.

"Oh, aren't you two escorts, thank you for your hard work. By the way, you have the right skills for bandits like" tail, "" cover, "and" burglary. "

The answer to my words was - a knife draw.

"No, no, don't get me involved!

The man, who rolled off the throne with a pitiful voice, is about to leave the spot with his butt poked at the ground.

"Was it still Guru"

Your man and the bandit are connected and in contact, aiming at the passengers and robbing them of the hardware.

Classic during the classic. It is a mediocre technique that I have seen and heard many times in stories, theatre, conversations with adventurers, etc.

"Ha, is this the tide? If he gets suspicious, you can't use the same hand. That was a lot."

One of the escorts is tapping his shoulder with the belly of his sword, speaking to the frightened one. The other escort sticks his cut at me and threatens to "don't move".

"Come on, you're getting paid for this! You don't have to fool me anymore ⁉"

Were you working with the bandits to pay for the child's treatment? I don't even feel surprised that it passed my expectations.

It conveys desperate thoughts, but how many have sacrificed to help their own daughter... no, I guess they have sacrificed dozens.

Even if there is a big name, it is not acceptable.

"Oh well, you've done well. Thanks to you for gathering information in advance with that skill and giving me details of their characteristics with that eye."

"That's a good business. Enjoy and get information, and your job success rate increases."

"You know what I mean, merchant? Besides, there are some jumping in guests who brought a lot of money on purpose this time. This is what makes a fortune! I'm better off as a businessman, aren't I? Ha-ha-ha!

"Hey, do it! Hihahaha!"

The two former escorts are laughing face-to-face.

I guess I've made easy money with this M.O. before. You're too cautious to be sure of a victory.

"Well, I laughed unexpectedly. Thanks to you for making things so easy. Thank you!

When the former guard raises his sword, he swings it down to the head of his Lord without hesitation.

"Different talk!

Shortly before the blade broke your brain in two, I activated "Power" and "Hardening" and grabbed the guard's sword with my bare hands.

On the verge, the sword stopped, but his eyes were opened to the limit, and he was pouring a great deal of covetousness out of his mouth, and his white eyes were peeled off, and he fell.

"Oh, come on! I don't want to interrupt!

"Why don't you say something a little more twisted?

I was sick and tired of the usual dialogue and development, so I decided to just end it.

As I roped your man and your former escort together, four passengers descended from the carriage.

Little fat men approach the men who are tied up with their eyes gleaming with curiosity, and from every angle they observe, they write something in the notebook they have in their hands.

The gentleman and the twin women remained upright immovable, only their gaze was after the little fat man.

"No, the actual robbery was powerful inside. There's still a difference between what you know in a book and what you actually see."

"You seem to be very pleased, above all."

"By the way, what will this man do? I'm dyeing my hands of crime, but it looks like there were circumstances."

The man seems to be sympathetic to you. I guess he was listening from inside the car.

"Crime is a crime, so you'll be brought to justice. Nevertheless, there is room for sympathy with regard to your daughter's matter. I don't know if it's going to be a death sentence or a prison sentence, but you won't need your skills in jail. I'll buy it and pay your family. So I think the cure is also available."

I was helping to attack many people, and I can't help them with my feelings alone.

Not directly, but definitely a part of the killer. If I had been helpless, I would have died there.

Priority was given to helping his daughter, and he took on the one stick of the killer. Whether they betray you, that fact will not disappear.

"Right. Sins must be punished. That's common in my work, too. They say the truth is stranger than the novel, but in this case it wasn't."

The little fat man who squeals unfortunately - is a novelist.

A problem novelist who had previously been invited to the island where he lived and pretended to be dead making him look like another kill, only for the purpose of deluding the editor's eyes, and was later scattered with deacons and twin maids.

He ran away from his deadline and came to the city where I am the other day, where he was consulted if there was any story that would make him a novel story.

I had just received a request for a carriage robbery, so I decided to ask for a passenger role.

The butler and twin maids accompanying him are former assassins, so I don't have a problem with their arm. I was entrusted with the role of passenger because I could safely be entrusted with it in case of a situation.

And spotted the traitor as planned. This development also increases the novelist's willingness to create by witnessing raw betrayal and the grip of your man. You can also thank me at last.

I could also buy skills from you.

You also get a commission from the fateful carriage union.

- Speaking of which, this ex-guard said something great.

I looked down at them losing my temper to resist, and I slowly opened my mouth.

"Don't lose your business. This is the real deal."