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

(Failed! I can't believe you made such a mistake!

Junichi Komori was alone in the forest, also known as the Demonic Nest.

From that look I can see how frightened I am, and also how I am trying so hard to escape from something.

But his legs are never fast. Among the Earthlings summoned here by the Marvel Empire, his abilities and skills were quite unique, but at least not for combat, as far as he, the Comory could think of, but for scourge, if you dare, but only for peace and security, which no one in him could find.

But, unfortunately, fate did not give him that much peace.

Time goes back only a little - after seeing a certain scene of madness, Comori decided that it was not enough to have as many lives as he remained in the empire, and he was singling out the Kingdom of Bahr, known as a relatively peaceful country.

However, no matter how many special skills he had, he decided on his way to the boulder on foot all the time that it was impossible - Comori thought of finding a boarding carriage and letting him board it and sending him to a village or town near the kingdom. Because I later decided that if I could get you that far, I could get out of the empire without anyone noticing me in my abilities.

The people I rode with in the carriage were just other casual and gentle people of my thoughts. Did that get you out of your mind, or what happened to the commune's stomach, and my aunt who was listening to it even split the apple for me?

My uncle next door told me that he was a businessman. It also means that this carriage is aiming for a town around the village and about half a day ahead of here.

All the people on board seemed to be for business in town. Whoever splits the apple is stuffed with apples surprisingly in his back sac. Some people confirm things like wood-carved crafts.

And it seems my uncle, who was next door, was going to sell himself some wound medicine or something.

"How about this blind eye if you like? A barefoot substitute for a fierce warcraft! I think it's perfect for protection, don't you? 500 a bag. Jerry's fine."

I'll keep it cheap, apparently, so why don't you buy it? It seemed like something like that. It was a commune that got lost for a moment, but I ended up buying one after being pushed by my uncle's momentum.

I thought you were good at business, but I also had a masochistic laugh that I was simply vulnerable to pushing.

Then came a time of rest. I felt so serene that I almost forgot that this was the Empire. I wasn't used to the waving of the carriage, but I was still thankful to have people nearby, even if we stumbled on each other rather than alone.

But I guess he somewhere here somewhat underestimated the dangers of the Marvel Empire. It is not always decided that this will happen, of course, but the possibility of getting caught up in crime in any place in this empire is stubborn.

And then, shortly after, his carriage was attacked by bandits. Besides, there are hobgoblins and goblins that continue to grow in the nearby woods, partisan and ambush them from another direction.

All this time on the boulder, the commune even despaired of its own bad luck. Whatever the case, the status of the commune is not at all combat-friendly, so much so that it's not strange to struggle with goblins.

I had naturally followed a number of escort adventurers to the carriage, but I'm not going to be able to rely on them at all in this situation because they were all subtle people such as Grades 4 and 5 of the C-rank in strength as to whether they had ketched the commission.

So the commune was also selflessly obsessed with exercising the Timid Hermit of Skills (Cowardly Hidden), making it a priority to flee the scene.

I heard the screams of the passengers on board fly, but I don't have the power to just fight. But with this skill, you can completely erase your presence. In other words, it is no longer visible to anyone.

However, there is a constraint that this ability can only function while acting passively. In other words, if you attack or voice (...) your opponent while he is gone, the effect disappears. Because it is taken as aggressive behavior.

We really have to be cautious here because of the drawback that once the effect disappears, it cannot be reused for a while. Nor if you care about others.

Comories are more important to my life right now. But this is nothing wrong. In the first place, Comori's strength even makes it tough to reward bandits and goblins with one arrow. In this skill, where the effect disappears at the moment of the attack, it falls to waste death where you tried not to escape.

(You have to run, you have to run -)

Anyway, Comori made it a priority to escape from the spot to a place where he could hide himself. That's why the goblins jumped into the woods themselves, the opposite of those who came out.

From the outside, it's like a forest at the foot of a mountain range.

It was a depressing and profound forest, but there was no room for four or five strays.

However, Komori was not willing to climb the mountain or anything, and he thought of diving in here and putting it down until he was safe anyway.

It also seems inherently difficult to ensure safety, especially in such forests. Because it's a forest where evil demons seem to lurk.

But Comori has this skill. With this power, even demons will never notice a commune. Skills also have effects for a while.

Demons and bandits don't know which one will survive, but they won't be sitting in that place that long.

Anyway, let's do it well and then look for it in a nearby village - that's what I was thinking...

(... that? Something suddenly, drowsiness, but -)

That was to some extent an event ahead of us that took us to the back of the woods. It was shortly after I found a place where beautiful wildflowers flocked and attracted interest.

A sudden drowsiness had struck him, and if he had noticed, he had fallen in the flowers that crowded him, letting go of consciousness as he was.

Sleeping Flowers - That's the name of this flower. It was a plant classified as a demon, a demon that sprinkled a sleeping smell in order to obtain prey and preyed on sleeping bait with that effect.

However, it can be said that there was still luck in the commune at this stage. Because even if you fall asleep, your skills never expire. If the magic power is completely cut off in this situation.

But that will seem fine for a while. And the sleep effect of this flower doesn't last that long. If it is normal, it is only devoured at the point of falling asleep, so it does not put any fun into persistence.

For this reason, the sleeping time is precisely between 15 minutes and 20 minutes.

But the problem came from here. And it came to pass after a while, that the commune woke up, and before him was a beast that devoured something.

And it's not just a beast. Once done, he has a big rocky body, six legs in his torso, and his face is filled with anger all the time as if he were a dog.

Such a monster - looked down at the commune. Yes, as I stared down, the commune felt it.

In fact, I just happened to have eyes with this compound and the commune, and I hadn't noticed him with the compound.

But the sleeping commune is not clear either, and on top of that, it becomes like being stuck by an opponent like this - naturally I'm surprised that my heart is about to pop out.

"Hih, no, no, no, no!

Screaming as if the diaphragm was heavily cramped. And - naturally the effect of his skills will disappear with this. Because the effects of the Timid Hermit disappear at the time the voice is uttered, the will of the person is irrelevant there.

Now a great bait appeared in front of the monster. Even the monster, not just the commune, gives a look at the sudden event like a pigeon ate a bean cannon.

Comori is there too, finally, Shit!? and find out about the failures he made.

Gru, and the chemical in front of me roared briefly. And the two of them were glued for a moment, but there the right forelimb of the carbide swung up heavily.

It was the carbide that moved first. And sharp nails on its limbs. When such things are shaken down, there is not a single pile of communes or anything like that.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Screaming, selflessly obsessed, Comory threw the bag he had hidden in his nostalgia. It hits the face of the monster while flying, and the brown-mingled powder dominates the sight of the monster.

"Ggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!

She cries with her body gently raised as soon as possible, scratching her face with both forelimbs. Nails had already pulled into the boulder, but taking this as an opportunity, the commune began to wander with selflessness.

Thus there is now a time when we are being chased by a monster. But the commune had almost nothing but despair.