The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"... eh ~ and a crusade of three orga and an orga broth, plus a crazy orga, a mutant species of orga, for a 300,000 jerry buy of demon nuclei in the crusade. Please check."

Oh, and I didn't mean to give it back. Satoru received the amount.

Within the Alliance, surprises are raised by the adventurers who watched it.

"Oh, you know, now I've been recognized as well qualified to be A-ranked. So it's a promotion exam."

"Sorry, I'm so busy, I'm not going to get the time. Do it again."

"Huh? Hey! Hey, Torsa. Uh-huh!

The receptionist can stop me, but Satoru ignored it.

By the way, the name of the registration used a pseudonym because we know that the class is also coming to this world.

But - it seems unusual to climb to A-rank so fast after being an adventurer, but I wasn't interested in Satoru.

Because a certain amount of money would be needed, I took exams and got promoted to the B rank, but I felt that it was a little too bad to stand out when it came to the A rank.

Though...

"Maybe I overdid it a little bit. With all this, we'll have no problem with the money for a while, and maybe it's time for the tide."

"Hmm, so you're finally moving towards your purpose."

Oh, and Satoru hoists the corner of his mouth. Expelled quite a few demons. At first, goblins and cobolts were the opponents, but now there is no production that can be augmented.

It is possible to use the order of the demons that can be used without any problems if it is also about double digits.

"But the question is where they are..."

"Hey, brother."

"You want me to use a gargoyle to get you to reconnaissance? Devil mirrors need memories to locate them..."

"Hey! I'm sorry, are you listening, Cora!

Second, the man forced me to grab my shoulder and turn my body backwards as it was.

Am I? and frown in a grumpy manner.

Then, in his sight, a giant about two meters above his back stood pounding and fisting.

"... what can I do for you?

"You think it's something? He said he had a clear face. I called because I needed something. Hey, Temee, what was that attitude earlier?

attitude? And when Satoru questions, the man distorts his face.

"That's right! I've got my eyes on Shelley. She's such a jerk, Temehe. I'm so jerk!

(CHUCKLES, the temple bastard)

Satoru grinned nicely that the troubles were unfortunate, even though he was evil in his heart.

"I'm sorry about that. But it was a little convenient for me, and I couldn't stay very long."

"Huh, you're just scared of promotion exams, with that being good, right? Seems like a good wingspan to me, but I guess I'm doing the request with my cowardly hands anyway. So you actually refused to take the promotion exam because you were afraid you'd find out you were weak, right? It's a prospect. This way!

Satoru scratched his head in a sigh of sigh, saying you were tangled up in a nasty one.

"Come... the Book of the Devil 382nd place Ibir Eye -"

If you don't have a choice, Satoru summons the devil in such a voice that he can't hear you.

This is a demon with wings on eyeballs that can be used in invisibility, being struck weak but able to see the opponent's status.

Status

Name: Razna Nomo

Age: 26

Gender: •

Title: Flexible Warrior (Unmerciful Tyrant: Covering Up)

Level: 24

Vitality: 116/116

Magic: 0/0

Attack: 82

Defense: 80

Agility: 43

Magic conductivity: 0

Magic Resistance: 0

Abilities

Strong muscle (effect/medium)

Skills

Strength Build Up, Strike Hard, (Half-Kill: Covering Up), (Take Probably: Covering Up), (Rape Excitement: Covering Up)

(... what a crumb)

Satoru narrowed his eyes and gently nursed that Razna was a sinner.

Probably a deceptive item equipped with a concealment effect, but Ibir Eye can see through it lightly, such as concealment.

As a precaution, Satoru also checked his opponent's equipment and items, but was equipped with an indicative and concealed ring.

It's just that it's the middle leg you're wearing, hanging like a piercing.

You're out of your mind. This guy, Satoru frowned.

By the way, titles are naturally unique to criminals, and the skills they hide are all like that.

Half-kill is something that cuts off the will of the opponent who half-killed him, and if he half-kills him even if he doesn't have this skill, he's going to lose his will, but, well, taking it is probably something that takes away his opponent's belongings while beating him, and rape excitement is... something that can't help but increase his excitement and temporarily improve his health during those acts.

Naturally I have this skill, so I guess a lot of women got that poison fang.

Speaking of which, Satoru remembered hearing that a number of receptionists had disappeared in the past.

Perhaps the killer is this guy. It is also expected that the receptionist who was talking to Satoru until just now will not fit his busy eyes if he stays this way.

It's just nothing. That didn't matter to Satoru.

Not even if Satoru is burning his hands at that right now.

In fact, I would have left this man alone if nothing had happened that would have involved him.

But...

"Yeah, I'm talking bumpy all by myself. What, are you freaking out? Well, fine. Then, Themé, hang out for a minute. I'll take care of the rude bastards like Temeh."

"... ok. But around here it's a little... there's people's eyes, and I want boulders to give me a break to get bummed out here, and if people see me, it's a hassle there, right? I'd like to be at peace with myself, and once I'm out of town, I'm heading north to the woods.

When Satoru said that much, the man had a nasty grin.

"Nice work. You don't want the other adventurers to see you? Well, that's a pain in the ass if they do see it. Then I'll go with you!

◇ ◆ ◇

"Hih, no, no, no! Stop it, please! Help, please! Only life is ~ ~ ~!"

Right arm, left foot, and trash chips that lost one eye were rolling in front of Satoru.

Earlier, when he said it was so prestigious, Satoru called Rashraskal (forty-fourth place in the Book of the Devil), who had recently been able to serve, and just chopped him up, and started begging for his life with a pitiful voice.

"Satoru, this is a waste of power on such a lowlife man at all costs."

"Oh, well, that's what I was thinking. But I want to use it once or so and see what I can do."

Rashraskar is a demon to such an extent that its appearance is not so different from that of a slightly taller person.

The only thing that is different from people is that the whole body is bone, there are two in the skull, big horns, and then there are six bone arms.

And one sword at a time is held in its arms.

This demon is a demon without such characteristics as this besides swordsmanship, but for that matter sword arms are top notch.

Handle the six arms skillfully and cut off the hostile opponent.

However, such demons also seem a little dissatisfied with the fact that their opponents are too unresponsive in this.

"Hey?"

"Hi-no-no, no, no, no!

While I think it's useless for the scraps (Satoru has already forgotten the name of his opponent as well) that are completely wet by the bishop around his groin.

Screaming and rattling are the only scraps of my brain, but maybe I know something.

"Have you seen these guys with dark hair and dark eyes here lately? You're making fancy money being an adventurer like me, or you have powers you've never even seen, anyway. Let me know what you know about those unusual people, if you know what I mean."

"Or the unusual people?

"Yes."

"Well, if I told you that, would you miss it?

Satoru's eyebrows jumped on the dandruff remarks. This reaction, you know something, stares at the man.

"Just tell me what you know! If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right now!

"Hih! Okay, I'll tell you! I've heard that people with dark hair and dark eyes have been buying slaves lately. I was wondering if maybe they would."

Slave - and Satoru muttered as he remembered.

Satoru knew full well that slavery remained in this world as he traveled around the Marvel Empire here.

Here on the South Continent, a peek into one country employs slavery that Satoru also knows well in his story.

Especially in this empire, the treatment of beasts is inferior to that of humans, so much so that, unless there is so much going on, they are made slaves just by being called beasts.

But why a slave? Three faces came to mind, thinking about it, but soon.

Three years a set of land, sea and air - that piece of junk doesn't surprise me if I can't contain my desires and get my hands on slaves.

"Hey! So where are those guys? Do you have any other information?

"Wait for me! Even if they say that one after the other."

"If you don't remember, I'll kill you now!

"Ah! Yes, I remember! I remember that! It's something I overheard in the Alliance. Sure enough, the three brunettes begged me to go after the escaped slave - and everything the Beast man said something strange..."

(If it's adorable or when it comes to threesomes saying that...)

A face of three scraps floated behind Satoru's brain. They are not the same people as land, sea and air, but are crumbs enough to avenge them.

"Oh, hey, already..."

"Where is the place! No!"

"Ha, sure, yeah! It's Kiva! It's about a two-and-a-half day south of here, in the woods at the foot of the Kiva Mountains and around there, for sure! How about that? I can't do this anymore!?"

At that moment when I was done listening to everything, the top blew from the neck of the scraps with Rashrascal's hands, and the torso moreover transformed into a Guzguz meat mince.

And Satoru's mouth angle hung with information in his ear - he groaned with a delightful look.

"Mi tu que ta -"