The Skill Collector

In the usual window seat, the gaze pointed out the window, but its eyes captured something different.

I 'appraised' myself to check the status quo several times, but there is no change in the red letter displaying the skill name and level.

"Collector, give some orders to your stupid servant."

Winning a bet with his opponent, the 'trading' level went up to ten, but that was temporary within the 'betting' space, when it was released, while the 'trading' level went back to one.

That's right. Because only within the space generated by the 'bet' skill was it prefaced when the effect took effect.

"How about an obscene order from a dirty bitch?"

However, with regard to the subject of the bet, it is actually executed when the battle is over. Because that's what 'betting' skills are capable of.

It is not possible to do anything either. Being detrimental to the losing side. That's the condition.

Later I was taught that wagering payments would not be executed unless it was a serious battle.

Let's say, for example, that Kuyoli and I fought in "Betting". Kuyoli gambled his only skill, Immortality. And if she deliberately loses, her skills will never be paid.

And the most important point is that the subjects you pay on the bet are equal in value to each other. This is the absolute rule.

If Cuyoli is going to bet 'immortality', I have to bet 'trading'. That's in a serious battle, too.

"Ahhh! He also pours a gloomy, chilled gaze."

I've been thinking about it, but it doesn't matter anymore because of the disadvantages.

The "bet" I bought in "buy and sell" moved from Kymrose to me, that's for sure. The expansion to that point was my ideal.... but from there it was a miscalculation.

Within the rule that only two skills could be included in my skill slot, the skill slot was already filled. So where does the 'bet' you bought go?

That 's--

"Ugh. This coin ties me to the collector. You bought me out of this."

Sleeping in me, not fitting into a skill slot.

And only-skills don't get the effect of 'control'. It has been demonstrated that the level of 'trading' cannot be changed or added.

I mean, what do you mean?

"I didn't know you could buy a 'bet' but you can't wear it on your skill slot..."

"Betting", which is not 'controllable', became a treasure possession.

Even though there are conditions, it is possible to acquire only skills if successfully used.

Considering it's not in the hands of the enemy and I keep it on hand...... is it still there?

"But you bought my heart out, didn't you?

Kaimrose is right in front of me, with my lips looking up to the distance they were likely to touch.

I've been ignoring it for a long time, but I kept talking about it extensively without turning it up.

Has this man changed his personality since he lost?

"Mr. Kaimrose. You bought the 'bet' in the middle of a battle, so the bet isn't in place, is it? You are not my slave."

"No, I was fascinated from the bottom of my heart by the mobility, courage and strength of the collector. Yes, I am a slave to love!

There are dangerous people with open arms and tranced eyes to the ceiling, screaming embarrassing lines.

After that, I could honestly admit to losing and return everything I got on the bet, but for some reason, he got nostalgic.

She seems cold because she also honestly told me everything about my sister, but she has no interest or use for losing her 'betting' skills.

Another reason I don't want to leave Kaimrose is the presence of two clerks staring at us near the counter.

Both Sumire and Cheiri have gazes closer to killing than anger, poking them in her back.

After realizing that gaze, you are likely enjoying excessive skinship and remarks.

Face to face again and again, it would be proof of that with a luscious grin.

Is it because you don't want to go out with me any more?

"I appreciate your sister's information. Goodbye, then."

"Cool! I told you that betraying your sister would put your life at risk, but I told you that I was prepared to risk it for you!

You look like you're covering your face with both hands and crying, but this is a lying cry.

I've had a lot of opportunities to get in touch with people with high 'acting' skills lately, so I don't have to activate 'psychology' for a play of this magnitude to be fooled.

In the first place, there's no need anywhere to feel sorry for someone who's been after your life.

"Thank you for your valuable information. My sister is aggressively gathering owners of only-skills. This information was really helpful"

My sister sent me. They both owned only-skills.

This is not a coincidence. The only faces that deserve executives under my sister's supervision seem to be the only-skilled owners.

How did my sister find a rare only-skilled owner, even though it is?

The secret was that they possessed rare skills that made it possible to find certain objects, skills and people.

The name of the skill is' Search '. That's also quite a high level, so the search seems to be wide and accurate.

Rare skills are hard to level when used in. I heard from Kymrose why he owns a high level because of it, and was a little surprised and at the same time convinced.

"Your sister has a connection with the church that undertakes the appraisal. So when he learns of the existence of 'search' skills, he heads to the site, takes them from the owner and kills them. And also, when you discover a person born with that skill, take it and kill it. It's a repeat of this."

Past books contained stories of adventurers and merchants using their 'search' skills, but even once I started a collector, I never heard of the topic of 'search' skills. I didn't know my sister was hiding behind it.

That did not stop, and my sister was even more cunning.

"Now I'm going to take a 'search' for your sister. He said he reached the required level of" search ", which he took away and intensified with" seizure, "so that the next owner would not kill him and keep him at hand, so that his brother, the collector, would not deprive him of his skills."

Eyes on the 'search' as the most suitable skill to look for my sister, I had asked the informant Maekil and Sleeping Princess to look for the owner as well.... although all of that seemed to have gone to jail.

Little information was available on how many executives there were and what kind of faces they were, and the information other than these two was worthless.

"If you were worried about your life, how about making a maid of honor under a champion? As long as that one's in the mansion, it's safer. If you accompany me as a maid of honor when I go somewhere, I will protect you."

As far as I can tell, it's safest to be protected by a champion.

Even if my sister sent me an assassin, she must be happy to repel me.

"I dedicated myself and my mind to the collector. It's impossible to spend time near another man."

"You don't have to dedicate it. There's no use hiding anywhere with actual story 'search' skills, so you only have a few hands to intercept, protect, or stay in a certain place."

"I know. So keep me beside the collector for the rest of my life."

"I refuse"

Whether they put their arms together to highlight their breasts and get upped, they're not willing to care more than they need to.

I have feelings for someone close to me, so I would reach out even if I wasn't asked for help. But she's not in front of me. He was hostile. I don't care more than I have to. I don't have an in-laws.

"Ooh, too! What's wrong with me?"

"I think you're an attractive woman. But that's not the problem. The woman who leans next to me is… limited."

I can't afford to skip the present (depression) in a romantic affair unless I get rid of the problem with my sister rather than my preference.

"That's right! Collectors are busy!

"Was it Mr. Kaimrose? Can't you refrain from any inconvenience in the store?

There are two clerks standing by the desk looking down at this one.

Have you interrupted the conversation? I just want to kick her out like this.

"Oh. Is the clerk going to pinch his mouth on the customer's love affair? I'm not going to make that much noise compared to the other day."

Kymrose has an extra grin as she raises her hair without moving.

Only amazing gamblers have a lot of nerve.

Women's troubles with each other can cause major injuries if they get their hands on the detour, even if it's a party, the old great man said.... I feel it.

"Don't bother the collector!

"Are you jealous, adorable"

"Don't get on with it because it's a little stylish and beautiful,"

"It's an honor to compliment you."

I haven't pulled a single step when I say it's two to one.

When I gently activate "Cover-up" and erase my presence, I kill the footsteps with "Sneak Feet" and make a strategic retreat from the scene.

I didn't run away, I just left temporarily. Let's do that.

Anyway, Kymrose needs to do something about the current situation where my sister finds out where she is.

I have no hesitation in involving people because of my sister's character. But you're wary of my strengths, and so far you're only after me.

That's so far, and not necessarily in the future. I would have done enough to take the people involved hostage.

"Suppose this one works too"

The wind pours in from the outdoors when I wonder if the door of the inn has sounded.

Beyond the open door I saw some figures.

"I'll take care of you from today"

A woman wearing a red and black stained dress is about to fall on her way into the store as she softens her beautiful blonde hair, and a desk with her hands poked falls into momentum.

An empty bottle of liquor that jumped up in that impact smashed into the beam of the ceiling. Then, pointing a sharp cross section straight down, I stuck it in her head.

She unproductively pulls through the bottle as the people in the dining room scream.

The blood was splashing like a fountain, but immediately the blood stops and the wound blocks.

Running up from her window seat, she wipes the floor with her as she takes Sokin out of her bag.

She - it's a daily occurrence for Cuyoli, so there's no need to panic.

"Collector, I'm always sorry"

"I won't tell you that. I promise."

The treatment of the splashed blood ends while the classic exchange takes place.

Cuyoli is always equipped with a detergent and sokins dedicated to shed blood, so if you have this amount of blood, get back to normal immediately. I got my 'cleaning' skills in place, too, so it's a perfect finish.

"I'd be sure to go back to death."

Delayed from the cuyoli into the inn was a woman with dark green hair bound behind her back and her eyes tightly open - a replay.

I used to have a dark impression because I had a bad eye and a dark neighborhood, but it looks this way as it should be.

He hasn't been consulted back to death since, so he seems to be in peace and safe.

"This one won't close the murder. He's a writer killer."

"Sir. I thought it might be interesting to write about it."

This was followed by a little fat writer, a butler in a tuxedo with no one and a twin maid.

"It is out of the way to be there! I'm not the great performer and the famous captain."

It was the Demon King who was concurrently the head of the troupe Falls who shouted up at one of the novelists occupying the entrance.

Now, of course, I'm erasing the horns and pretending to be human.

"I don't care about humans. I don't care what Aria does. I owe you for getting it fixed, so you don't have a choice."

It seems the last woman to look around the inn and whine like she cares.

The shirt with brown hair to the shoulders and no sleeves is short in length and has a navel, with smooth and beautiful legs stretched from the shorts.

Since there are few irregularities in the body, it is difficult to determine the gender, but the person says that it is female.

She previously stopped the rampage with Ariaria, Automata, Irritable.

It was completely dysfunctional, but Ariaria's diligent treatment brought her back to life.

"Nice to meet you all."

The people here have responded to my call to take advantage of this inn from today.

This is the countermeasure from me to my sister.

Always using them as a base for their stay kept them out of this inn.

Cuyoli and his writers' squires are also outstanding and in addition to that, the presence of Iriiiiiiiiiiiiii, the relic of ancient civilization.

And most importantly, they brought in the captain, the demon king. His subordinates, the demons, are always guarding the inn and the acquaintances.

As a condition for helping the Demon King, what I presented from this side is an introduction to a writer who was to live in this inn, in addition to skills such as "Pretending Dead" and "Hands Off".

The Demon King, who was looking for a good playwright, gave his immediate consent. The writer also seemed interested in connecting with the troupe, which carried more lubrication than he thought.

Both Cuyoli and Lipre are likely to be targeted as only-skilled owners. Instead, we should consider ourselves a target already. Then it's easier to protect them by staying in the same place.

The safety of accommodation now is comparable to that of the royal castle...... no, more than that.

Even in the face where the base was separate, I put it in my voice so that they would care about the inn. The champion is going to show his face a little bit too.

This will reassure you for a moment. I keep my eyes open when I'm around, but it takes a lot of fighting power and preparation to get my hands on this face.

If there's a problem,

"Ah, Riva again... more women..."

"What, the captain is staying too... I can't believe we're with the troupe or my parents. I just don't have time to breathe."

I don't like the clerks here.