"Is he okay?

"Was that the man just now?

"Yeah. Arms, they were so burning..."

"If that's about it, just let the water user see it and you'll be cured soon."

"Well, that's reassuring. Huh, I'm hungry when I think about it. Oh, they're selling thighs! Thor."

The Tors, who finished the settlement of today's hunt, which was still there, were on their way home as they looked around the square stalls in Sora's hope.

Just now, the girl who found her favorite pointy beak thigh-baked raised her bounced voice.

"See, after all, what did you mean?

"You're hotter than I expected."

"That's right. I don't know how to light it."

Sola's lips, which she shows by hanging, are tethered with bird fat, and are ruined in many ways.

For once, Tor also explains a good reason.

It's been a few days since I started an adventurer, and it's a little strange to kill all the goblins.

The reason for this is that some people have noticed the excellence of Sola's intrinsic skills.

So he was forced to make an excuse that he was guiding a banned new adventurer, and that he was likely trying to pull Thor and Sola apart.

"Well, that's pretty much thanks to Tor, not me."

"No, because Sola's < flip > is pretty appealing. Be aware."

"Uh, you think it's attractive? Too much praise, Tor."

To Thor's words, Sora twisted her body gladly.

But bird thigh meat remains firmly grasped in one hand, so there are no shards of colour in the pretty girl's cuff.

"But if so, will those people come again? I don't like it."

"Well, if you just do that, you'll be fine for a while."

"Really?

"Adventurers are a world of strength. If you have a reputation for being strong, the half-baker will stop by."

Thor is not negative about anything else standing out.

I see it as even more so now because it has received attention in a scattered and bad way.

However, I feared that the power of < restore > would make it less adventurous.

So to the extent that no extra exploration can be put into it, we hoped to show strength.

Earlier mock warfare, in fact, was also possible to say no.

Even if you are not forced to prove your innocence on that occasion, the right judgment will be delivered if you bring it to the temple of the court of Gigiro, the god of thunder who presides over judgment and honor.

But that personal struggle was also a place to dress up to show strength.

Thor dared to beat the B-rank adventurer in front of the audience.

To make Tor's < restore > powers less visible and to make the surrounding public aware that he is an adventurer of inexperienceable strength.

"But if Tor finds out you're strong, you're gonna be so lucky with the woman!

"It's not just about strength, it's about appearance..."

"Then I'm glad you didn't!

"Don't worry, they won't treat you like an old man"

Tor has dark hair dark eyes on the middle back of the middle meat, with the exception of slightly white-eyed eyes, which have no particularly prominent elements.

Needless to say, it is a mediocre impression in one way or another.

But from nearby Sola, I find it stranger not to be attracted to the sharp glances she sometimes shows and the cool of the serious look on her face when thinking while scratching her jaw.

The gentle voice when you worry about me every now and then is so comfortable that my ears seem to melt.

However, from earlier on, Thor's voice sounded a little heavy.

It was Sola who sneaks up on me, but as soon as I find a grilled apple stall, it turns into a smile.

"Huff, the guy from earlier was a plate, silver, but then he was a strong guy? Not really, it didn't look that way."

"But for once, it's a second strength from the top."

Tor explains the adventurer's rank to the girl, who looks like she might melt into a sweet-smelling sugar-rich flavor.

In this borderline city of Dadan with a population of over 3,000, only about three hundred active adventurers are registered.

Each year, when the number of aspirants is high, it is nearly five hundred, but less than fifty can remain until the following year.

Three hundred of its elites were ranked in seven colors.

It is green oak, bronze, red iron, white hard, black steel, true silver, and vajra from the bottom.

And only one party has a golden glowing plate, which is the apex.

There are only three pairs of true silver.

So Russell spoke of a fierce man who had slipped through quite a few multipliers.

Nevertheless, much of that strength lies in the skill tree they grew.

It also has support from fellow fighters and high-performance weapons and protective equipment.

There was nothing in Tor.

He didn't have the skills to be butchered with a single blow, so he went on to wave his sword even fast with a craziness in his death.

He met the monster, who couldn't just hit him, with a bloody reflex of movements aimed precisely at the steeple.

It was in an environment where no one could rely on me to die if I sustained an injury that I spent eternal time avoiding perfectly.

There's no way you can beat Thor after all that drilling with just a sword.

This victory or loss was in terms of how you brought it into that sword only battle.

"Ah, well. Thor, what have you done?"

"Why, did you think so?

"Um, the first time I gave him my sword, he looked amazing, and that's because the sword burned, you couldn't do it."

Thor nodded lightly, urging Sola to follow.

"And Tor's attitude was terrific. I've never seen a man tease like that before. What, you flirted, didn't you?

"Oh, you've been watching so much."

We deliberately suspected Russell's weapon before the simulation, in order to hand it over to Thor.

In the midst of the battle, the same is true of letting him tap his shoulder lightly with his sword.

At that time, Thor was using a wooden sword to < restore > certain parts of the Russell.

"Actually, I messed with his skill tree a little bit."

"Yeah, wow! Can you do that?

The trigger was that Sora's background in growth came to mind as she looked at her skill tree several times.

Being able to see the past means being able to.

So I tried Tor myself and it turned out to be an interesting fact.

After trying to shorten Tor's < restore > branch just a little bit, what a skill point he should have used.

In other words, if the skill tree is restored, it simply changes the state of the tree before it grows, rather than technically reverting to the past.

The important thing about this is that even if you undo the skill tree as much as you like, you won't lose a single skill point you've saved by the moment.

The growth of branches that originally have been chosen once cannot be redone.

However, using Restore, you can freely grow various branches and acquire the necessary skills depending on the situation.

This is an event that could rock the adventurer industry from the ground up, but unfortunately it was a treasure haul for the Tors today, who have only one branch skill.

"It's not a very usable hand because it's easy to deal with when a seed is found out."

"That's why I was bothering to piss you off"

If you doubt it and calmly check your skill tree, you will soon be noticed as much as the level of branch skills is dropping.

It was only by confusing the opponent that it was a common method of warfare.

When using Tor's < restore > in the first place, there is a big tie that you have to make contact.

Activation is possible if the target is touched even through gloves and swords, but its operation is difficult in a short period of time.

It was about this that when I struck Russell with a sword, he said it was too fast to do it.

Previously, when the Adventurer Bureau was involved, it had < restored > the opponent to a state where he was drunk, but that was a geisha made because the previous day's condition was known.

It still takes some concentration and familiarity to find the necessary state in a short time from within a vast background.

A skilled tree can easily be noticed in short contact.

You need to touch it for quite a while to feel physically incapable of fighting.

Thor singled out how to overcome the weaknesses around it, which is a challenge for the future.

"Yes, Thor, have a bite"

Suddenly a sweet smell pops into Thor's nostrils, which I was puzzled by.

When I turned my eyes, Sola was slicing a baked apple, sticking it on a spoon and sticking it out.

When Thor opens his mouth, the girl will let him eat after he cools down.

"My eyebrows said they were gigantic. Are you okay?"

"You got me worried. Sorry."

To Sola, who just got a little serious, Tor turns his gaze to reassure her.

"Yeah, I hope it's okay...... It was a pleasure. I'll get my plate back."

Sola sneaks off to the stall lord to hand over the empty plate of baked apples.

Looking at him afterwards, Tor was remembering the hair of a man who was reddish like an apple.

And the faces of those who bind them.

"... troublesome, but I'll show my face soon"