Inferior Magic Swordsman: Using the Skill Board to Become the Strongest

When acquired skills are activated

"This is Mr. Estelle's assignment, but let me judge it a success. Are you sure you want to buy the Queen Rockworm Demon Stone?

"Oh. There are other rockworm demon stones, so I want them to buy this one out too"

"Bye -"

It was when Marie could open her mouth and write. Suddenly, a private room door was opened without a knock.

Permeation had been noticed for some time, but Estelle and Marie seemed unexpected, wiggling their shoulders with bicun and hardening.

"... was it Mr. Phillip? Was there a problem?

"Yeah. I didn't hear about Mr. Estelle coming back. I'm here to check on the situation."

"I will report back to you later on that matter."

"No. Let me check now. For once, I'm the one who waved Estelle's request."

Philip is a tiny talking man who was still involved in Estelle's request before.

He looks at Estelle like he looks down from the top. It was like thinking, "I guess I ran back out of the woods anyway," a look that made them look like little fools.

At that time, he said, "Oh?" Philip glanced at the penetration.

"What about the boy there?

"He said with Mr. Thor the Adventurer that he had an important role to play in this request"

"Hmm, I wonder if Mr. Thor is an outsider?

By outsiders, Philip means someone who has nothing to do with the party or the request.

But there is a lot of togetherness.

"Yes..."

"Then could you take your seat off? Oh, yeah, Marie. Having him present here could be a breach of confidentiality. Hey. Let me report this to you."

"... Yes"

Marie bites off her lips. I'd argue, but I couldn't seem to fathom the legitimacy of his words.

Perfect was slightly irritated by Philip's words and actions.

At one time, he is also a related party. He told me to get out of here. No matter how much they said the right thing, I didn't feel like following them honestly.

"I'm so sorry, but Estelle and I had a party today."

"- Huh!"

It was like a buying word in a selling word.

To the dialogue I said with momentum, Estelle, who was next to me, raised a voice that was silent and rose about a centimeter.

A ponytail on the back of his head is shaking with a boom. It's like a dog's tail.

(I've been thinking... what's going on with this hair?

On a strange Estelle's hair, the permeation tilted her neck.

"I don't think you're an outsider if you're a party member, how about that?

"Mr. Estelle. Is it true what Mr. Thor said?

"Oh, yeah! Me and Thor partied. So not outsiders!

"Ha. Then let's not ask."

Philip shook his head just saying he couldn't help it.

"So long, Marie. Report."

"Yes. Mr Estelle's mission was a success. We haven't sorted it out yet, but this is the book."

"Success? … lend me"

Philip, who received a letter from Marie, quickly glanced at the contents.

It was when his gaze was near the end of the paperwork.

A slight change appeared in his expression, which was always smiling thinly. The change is quickly undone by a thin laugh.

But the osmosis didn't miss it.

"... I got the contents. Congratulations, Mr Estelle, on accomplishing your task. Marie, please take Estelle to the Demon Stone Appraisal."

"Ri, got it. Mr. Estelle, please go to the counter."

"Okay. Thor's coming, too."

Estelle told me, and Philip waited as the permeation tried to stand up.

"Please wait a moment. Let me just talk to him for a second."

I can't ask you what you're thinking from the look on Philip's face. But it was convenient as a penetration.

"Estelle, go ahead."

"But..."

"It's gonna be okay."

I suppose you thought Philip would do something to you. Estelle gave me an anxious look.

Repeatedly, telling him, "Because it's okay," Estelle left the small room behind, looking back again and again to get her hair pulled back.

The penetration left in the small room faces Philip.

Again, I don't know what you're thinking when you see the look on your face. He is good at the art of hiding his insides. Are you saying you're just going to be the head of the guild's counter business?

"This place hasn't been soundproofed. Whatever you say, don't worry, it won't leak anything outside."

"Ha..."

"Well, I'll start with that."

At that time, the color of Philip's eyes clearly changed.

There is a slight glimpse of his nature, previously hidden in the vale.

"Who are you?

It was as vocal as putting the blade against the neck muscle. That's not intimidation, it's not intimidation. His nature has such sharpness.

"I'm a lost man, as you call me."

"The stray I know is never the kind of person who can defeat a rock worm."

"Then I must have been a lost man who could defeat Rockworm."

"... how can an inferior who never gets a level up from" 1 defeat a level 30 Queen Rockworm?

I see, I thought Torah.

This is why Estelle stressed that she would never defeat Queen.

(Oh well. Lost people had a maximum level of 1. But I'm usually up there.... Oh well. That's it!

The permeation came to the thought of the possibility.

I didn't really think about anything when swinging my skills, I simply shook it because the name seemed strong, but apparently it was a skill to break through the level cap of permeability.

(That means if you didn't shake it to this, you wouldn't be on the level forever, you would remain weak because your status wouldn't go up, and besides, you wouldn't have earned your skill points... It was dangerous!

A cold sweat flowed through the spine of the penetration thinking about what might have happened.

Strays who have visited Aalgardo so far did not have a skillboard, did they forget to shake points to < limit breaking > or they did not have enough points to shake...... It's likely one of them.

Permeation was unconsciously avoiding the so-called "stuffing state".

If it's packed, it's real here. I can't reset like a game.

The inability to level up must have been enough for the penetration to survive and possibly end its life.

"I ask you again. Who are you?

"My answer remains the same. He's just a lost man."

Philip's sharp atmosphere was answered without shaking any penetration.

Often, time ran out to bump into each other's gaze.

It was Philip's sigh that broke between them.

"That's all I'm talking about. That's enough."

Well, I'll ask you one thing.

Permeation slightly corrected his posture to Philip, who tried to finish the conversation.

Before coming here, be aware of the skills you were waving your point at.