45 43 After his

We were walking outside Aretha.

Find the Warcraft today while making a simple request. Sometimes there is nothing else to do.

"Hey, can I ask you again?

"Mmm."

One of the gatekeepers - Delt talks to me. He's the one who responded the day he came to this town. Think of it, this old lady and I have gotten along. Well, I go through it almost every day, and Fran stands out. He's a good guy who smiles and talks to an ungrateful Fran every time.

I can see that. Fran is seemingly unfathomable, but a softer hit than any other gatekeeper against Delt. It would be a little bit of evidence of forgiveness.

"You look cute today"

... It's not Lorisky, is it?

"With that said, does Viscount Alsando know?

'That's it. Nobility I've complained about in my guild'

"Oh, Deputy Miscellaneous Fish?

When Delt turned his eyes round to Fran's story, he immediately began to laugh.

"Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, well, that's the vice president of the fish."

"What's wrong with that one?

"Oh, I think I'm looking for Fran somehow. You should be careful. Yesterday, he came to see if you went through here."

Ho ho. You stink.

"He's noble, and he's free in town. Besides, he has the skills to see through lies."

"I know."

Precisely, I had it, though. I have it now.

"That skill is a very effective skill in aristocratic society. Hold your opponent's weakness or drive down your political enemies. They lie as easily as they breathe air."

Mr. Delt, you say. Completely my buddy. You're the kind of guy who's biased against nobility.

"Because of that, even if that Viscount causes problems, my parents rub it down. Thanks to you, I'm in extra shape to do something more stupid. I don't even know what Fran's gonna do."

"Okay. Be careful."

"You better do that. Besides, I heard some bad rumors."

"Rumors?"

"Oh, a few days ago, Viscount Alsando started to look crazy or something"

"In what way?

"You think you suddenly became suspicious of behavior and started getting rumors that you were mentally ill, and you went terrible wrong with your royal opponent? I don't know the details, but my parents are furious, and I even talk about being abandoned just this time. It seems to have changed even worse since then, and there are all sorts of rumors flying around about being cursed and the evil gods taking over"

Wow, you mean they might be stalking you like that? That's scary.

"Well, come on in"

"Mmm."

Today's request is to collect new moon grass. I remember where it's growing, so I'll be able to achieve it immediately. Finally, we're going to see what happens to the poisonous marsh site. It would be nice if you had a warcraft.

Going down the street for a while, we felt signs at the same time.

(Master)

"Oh, someone's following me"

The number of tails is two, one smells amateur. Anyway, there's no cover or anything. I've rounded out the signs.

We deliberately took off the streets. Then the signs follow us off the street, too. After all, you're coming after us.

Going through the woods for a while, the signs packed the distance.

"Oh, hey! Hold it!"

I hear yelling from behind. I didn't even know they fished me out, and I'm having a hard time.

"Is that... Vice President Miscellaneous Fish?

"Maybe it's Viscount Auguste, right?

Are you saying Delt's advice was true? Are you next door to your men or something? It doesn't feel like a knight. Augusto just can't tell if it's him or her at first glance. Not so long ago, the phase had changed.

The cheeks are sluggish, the eyes are bright red and congested, the hair is bumpy and falling out everywhere, balding unharmed. The figure is like a ghost in a horror movie. Huh? You're not even undead, are you?

What happened in just 10 days? He was annoying, but when I saw this kind of thing, I felt a little sympathetic.

"Oh, oh, you!

Wow. They're closing in.

"Gi, disrespect for working for me in the guild, ah, I'll have you redeemed!

That's abrupt. There was no forethought or anything, and suddenly I screamed out. No, because of this transformation, I had a bad feeling.

"Which one?

"Hey, what? You forgot me, but you're telling me!

"First meeting"

"Ho, is that true? Yes, no, don't lie! There's no way!

"True, true. Different people."

I guess Fran doesn't want to get involved with each other either. Properly willing to roll in smoke? No, I don't think I can just fool you.

"Huh? Are you sure you're wrong? No, it's a lie! You're lying, right?"

"I'm not lying. Well, that's what I'm talking about."

"Huh? Huh? You're not lying? Aren't you lying?

Is this because you're sick? I can't believe I'm trying to believe this. Could this really push you through?

And I thought...

"Ah! That sword! Or are you still the Orc of the Alliance!

I'm sorry, Fran. They noticed because of me.

"Ya were still lying! Damn, he's always lying to me!

Don't you say that!

"Oh, you, give me that sword, here, here!

"No."

"Ugh, shut up! Dirty adventurer flair, come on, don't defy the nobles! And give it to me!

"Oh, no."

"Oh, who do you think I am! Oh, Augusto Alsando!

Augusto sticks his right-hand nail to his head and squirms gallopingly. My hair fell out and my blood dripped twinkly on my forehead. Still, a man's bizarre behavior doesn't stop. Now I started to shake my head with both hands.

"? Did you feel it?

That's a hassle. Running or slashing, I was talking to Fran, and the subordination that was next door came forward.

"Fair enough, Lord Augusto. I'll take care of this."

"Ku, Gu Tu"

I'm gonna hurt you a little bit.

"Oh well. Then I'll take care of it. Hihihi."

Don't laugh at me with a disgusting face. A broken spirit doesn't cure your sexual roots?

"That's why. Give me that demon sword. Viscount's orders."

"Oh, no."

"Come on. I think it would be better for you to give it to him before he looks at you in pain."

"Oh, yeah! Gulang is an amazing mercenary!

"Got it? Here, give me your sword."

"Yes... no."

"Shit. You're not fucking disappointed. You don't even know the difference in strength?

What is Guran's strength to say?

Name: GULAN Age: 34

Race: Blue Cat Race

Occupation: Combatant

Status: Normal

Status Level: 31

HP: 168 MP: 136 Arm Strength: 78 Health: 81 Agility: 118 Intelligence: 70 Magic: 60 Dexterity: 81

Skills

Intimidation: Lv3, Crisis Detection: Lv3, Bow: Lv2, Strong Person Detection: Lv5, Sword Technique: Lv5, Sword Technique: Lv6, Shield Technique: Lv4, Instant: Lv3, Commerce: Lv3, Tactics: Lv3, Dagger Technique: Lv3, Intimidation: Lv3, Capture: Lv3, Paralysis Resistance: Lv3, Athletic Manipulation, Pain Degradation, Agility Medium Rise, Directional Sensation, Night Vision

Title

None

Equipment

Phantom Shining Stone Demon Sword, King Snake Scorpion Dagger, Hot Lion Leather Armor, Hundred Eye Lizard Shoes, Black Stone Tree Shield, Fake Dragon Armor, Hidden Claw Jewelry, Protective Bracelet, Toxic Resistant Bracelet

Fair enough, huh? Not a miscellaneous fish, but not so strong. At least to call it a mercenary with great arms, isn't it?

"Yeah? You, the black cat?

……

"I'm a Blue Cat. Do you hate me?

"The Blue Cats are enemies"

Strong hostility, emanating from Fran.

"Fran? What's up?

(The Blue Cat tribe is a species with many slave traders. Some of them, dark merchants)

"Like I was catching Fran?

Maybe this guy does, too. I have business, intimidation, and bondage.

(Yes, about 300 years ago, the Blue Cats started a slave trader, also by tricking the Black Cats into enslaving them, selling them)

"Deception?

(The Blue Cats pretended to get along and deceived me. A lot of Black Cat tribes were caught and sold off. I appealed to the King of the Beasts, but the Black Cats are of low status. I didn't get to hear about the Black Cats)

It's a bad story. Let's remember. Slave trader Blue Cat. Fran's enemy is my enemy. I mean, this guy is the enemy.

"What's the sudden silence? Are you freaking out now? But no more. You look a little sore and mourn your recklessness! Well, no big scratches, huh? Whatever, it won't be for sale!

'You're black. He's an associate of the Dark Slaver. "

(n)

A man pulled out his sword. Strong magic. Pretty strong, huh?

Name: Phantom Shining Stone Demon Sword

Attack: 650 Magic Power Held: 200 Durability: 600

Magic conductivity - B

Skill: Phantom Shooting

King Snake Scorpion Dagger

Attack: 373 Magic Power Held: 100 Durability: 700

Magic conductivity · C +

Skill: Wang Poison Tooth

(His whole body, demon props?

"Oh, I guess so"

(So, you want it?

"Try Dimension Storage"

You'd be strong if you could store your opponent's gear in battle, wouldn't you? I recently realized that. No, you didn't notice at all.

Originally, they tested the capabilities of dimensional storage. Is the time passing really 0 or does the temperature not change at all? Etc. I have known for a long time that internal time has stopped because the ingredients do not rot and the food remains hot. I measured it in full. As a result, no time lapses. The time seemed to have stopped completely.

While I was doing that, I flashed. I didn't get a chance to try it because all the people I fight are warcraft... There's just the right guy.

"Oh? Motivated, little girl?

Fran pulls me out.

And Guran was blowing up.

"Ah -?"

"Bracelet first"

"Ohhhhhhh!

At the feet of Fran, who in an instant moved directly beside the gulan, those arms had fallen. One arm at a time is fitted with a magic prop bracelet.

(Master, can I store it?

"Ooh, ooh."

You have no mercy for your enemies. No, he seems quietly angry this time. harsher than usual. Fran is blind to the calling gulan, and he pushes me against his bracelet. Dimensional storage activated.

"And the sword."

I'll have the sword that was falling. If I stay out of their hands, can I store it?

"Why! My skills make me so strong...! Okay, just life. Huh!

Skills? What is this guy's skill? Nevertheless, don't talk good in this state. Yeah, with that said, you had pain-de-escalating skills. Thanks to that? What other skills did you have? I see, strong perception!

Strong Person Perception: Feel the level difference between others and yourself.

With this skill, you know that Fran's level is lower than yours. Black cat tribe, lower level than I am, girl. Enough to insult me?

Um, besides strong person perception, it's a good skill like agility medium rise, but skill takers still can't reuse it, can they? I knew I'd have to figure out where to use it. There may be times in the future when a skill taker cannot be used in front of a good skilled enemy.

"Then I'll try storage again. What about armor?"

"Hi-no!

On the shoulder of a man who crawls and tries to escape, I am thrust.

"Yikes!

Can't you call it painless even if you have pain slowing? With that in mind, activate dimensional storage......

'You can't store it. It looks like they can't store the items they're equipped with. "

Too bad. If I could have done this, it would have helped me even more in battle.

(Then... you just have to be not an equipper)

'Well, yes... I'll do it. "

(Yeah. Fine. I'll do it)

That said, Fran didn't hesitate to swing me through.

"Ah-ka-hyu..."

The man who was torn from the neck left behind the sound of air. Then he moved his arm to scratch the universe of nothing - it ran out. That's awkward.

"Are you all right?

(To experience one day. I'm glad they're this guy)

For the first time you've killed someone with your own hands, you're calm. He was an opponent like a clan hater, maybe because he was a bad guy.

Plus, I guess my mental stability skills work. A skill that lowers the mental hurdles to killing...... I'm glad I got it.

There's good sense and all that, but this little ignorance. If Fran doesn't have to worry about Udauda, that's fine. Mostly, I don't like Uzi characters. Every time you kill an enemy, you only have depression mode and frustration.

'Well, do you want to store it quickly!

"Mmm."

'All right. Let's start with the armor!

Armor, boots, daggers, shields, armor, necklaces and one after the other.

"Hihihihihihihi no!

Whether it's a laugh or a scream, it's Deputy Miscellaneous Fish Director Augusto who's out of hips with a voice that I don't really understand.

"Bubba, stupid! Roose, you're a hero! Let, 1000 slaughtered, superman, this light!

You're being fooled perfectly. A thousand killers? You're making too much of a fuss. And Guran's a hero. Impossible. If you knew about the crowd at all, you'd know that much. It's harder to be fooled by a lie like that.

No, could it be... it's my fault? You can't tell normally because you took away the reason for the lies?

(because of the master)

"Oh, yeah, I knew it?

(Mm. Good Job)

"Oh, you're praising me."

Still, it's tough on hostile opponents.

I mean, well, I deserve it here. Bad luck with this guy that's been tangling with us. Yeah, I'm not bad.

"And where did you get Guran's gear?" Oh, that's the finest weapon I've ever bought!

You were being ducked. I guess it was blown in a lot and replaced by a purse. Poor thing.

"Hey, what do we do?

(… ignore)

'Mm-hmm. Is that okay?

In the meantime, I kept Guran's body. It seems to be undead if left unattended. Although it is troublesome to have to dispose of it somewhere. I have no choice.

Finally, I was able to store about 20,000 gold this guy had. Well, I guess I'll have this one too. It's not something you can have and waste.

And then there's the treatment of Augusto... What am I gonna do? Catch? Kill? Ignore? Brainwash?

Troubled that way, new signs of approaching the scene were emerging.

(Master...!

'Oh, quite a bit of magic. Threat D could be going! Watch out!

"Mmm!"