Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

May 11, 7442.

The attacker was an adult-sized person around 180 cm tall. No, I'm not a Puppet. Appraisal suggests pigs (orcs). I've never seen it before. Is that the oak? He has gashy arms and legs, a thick body, but wears something crude made of leather but like armor. My face does feel like I anthropomorphized a pig. Weapons are like spears and swords. The level is about 4-6. That's pretty strong. Each of these abilities seems to be a little more than the same level of common people.

That oak adds up to about 10. It would be tough to bring two women to the boulder. You'd better do the assistant knife here. When I increased the horse's speed, I let go of one hand from the reins and pointed my palm at the oak to use magic. Oh, no. It's too unnatural to use magic here. I knew I stopped. The sword is short compared to the spear, so it's against the spear opponent to stay on it. Should I go down? If you go down, you'll have no problem using magic.

Fighting began between the raiders and the attacked. The pair of men and women seem to defend themselves against battle with only a hand-held hand axe. He quickly unloads his rucksack from his back and axes without alarm while the raiders stop by. They both seem quite used to fighting, not alarmed, but not afraid of the look on their faces. I thought he was a pedestrian, but maybe he's an adventurer.

"Mullllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!

Axed at the spear of the leading oak protruding with a tremendous speed step as Dwarf raised his voice. The woman was behind the Dwarf to the left, but moved to a position that would protect the Dwarf's blind spot at the same time as the Dwarf stepped into the target. We're working together, and it's a good move.

But the axe and the spear are too unfavourable. When I get off the horse at a distance of about 30 meters, I begin to concentrate on using magic. I flew as soon as I made 5 ice spears like I did one day when I fought Horndbear.

The acceleration is not sufficient because it does not take a distance to escape, but it will be powerful enough to pull out leather armor and damage it. A spear flies in the wake of a group of orcs. It's a positional relationship that feels like there's a spear at the apex of a pentagon about 50 cm on one side. Naturally, I can't direct them to pieces, so I just need to adjust the angle and hit the two of them.

It still didn't seem powerful enough to kill him with a single blow, but he could have wounded two orcs. He also instantly used the same magic to inflict more wounds on the two orcs. It won't be death, but it will be quite profound.

Dwarves seem to be a tactic of war to axe and break the spear they've poked at themselves. They're both pounding axes at Oak's spears as they cover each other. Yeah, this looks okay for a while. I didn't know it when he was carrying a rucksack, but he also seems to be wearing leather armor under a long brown leather coat that goes as far as his knees.

With 40% of their battle powerless on boulders, the orcs seem to be losing momentum. But in the head count, you still stepped on me to double it, figured out you were trying to rearrange the formation to cover your wounded buddies.

By the way, I was starting to concentrate for the next magic. Soon the magic will be projectable. With a sword in his right hand, he kept his left hand pointed at the oak. Blue light gathers in my left hand. Now! A rock is launched from my left hand that has been turned into a mass of flames about 20 cm in diameter. It's the magic of Fireball. No, it's magic. Fireballs fly at a fierce speed for a guy around the center of a bunch of orcs. At the same time I fly.

"'Fireball'!

and shouted out loud. Of course I put on my outfit and screamed my best shot. It's a lie. I screamed to warn Dwarves and women, don't get me wrong.

The two of you who heard me scream pull back to get a distance from the oak, but I guess you could only back off about 1m at most. The landed 'fireball' scattered a mass of burning stone around it as it tore the directly hit oak with ruptured stone.

There was not a single oak that unharmed the current attack. The only person who would have died instantly would be the one who landed the bullet, but the rest are all burned and rolling around the ground saying pussy.

Dwarves and women seemed to be protecting themselves from bouncing flying debris while burning in coat-like coats. You're just used to boulders. But you didn't imagine the power so far, watching the pigs rolling around crying with a look wrapped in surprise.

I walked slowly with my sword in place, pulling the horse's reins. Approaching a distance of about 5m, I let go of the reins, using the sword to poke the oak around and the first wounded oak's throat to ease him. When I made sure all the orcs stopped moving, I turned to them and opened my mouth.

"I'm sorry about that. I'm not used to 'fireball'. Because it takes time to use it from the beginning...... Are you both hurt?

When I say so, the Dwarf man answers. This is the first time I've been aware of it since I saw it by my side, but this Dwarf looks like a middle-aged man about 40. The woman looks younger. What kind of combination is that?

"Did you help me? Thanks. We haven't been able to defeat any of the orcs, so all these demon stones are yours. Don't hesitate."

That's what you told me. Sounds like a special victory. I turned to the woman and tried to make sure it was okay. but I saw the woman's face for a moment but it solidified. The woman had black eyes, and her face was a Japanese face, although it did seem to mix with the Orth Pu tribe. This guy is a reincarnator too!?

For a moment, but when I saw my face, I saw my face, and I knew that the woman was dead too.

"Are you okay with that, too?

I said that somehow, but the woman just nodded back to tremble with a cliché.

You were surprised to see that, Dwarf called out.

"Ralpha, say thank you. Sorry, I usually talk more..."

Dwarf first spoke to the woman, then to me.

"Oh, oh, okay, I don't care. More than that, I just killed these guys, I didn't do it with my body up. You're right. I'll take the stone, but the spear and the sword are yours."

When I said that, both Dwarves and women seemed surprised to round their eyes, but they said it right away.

"Are you sure? There's two spear tips and one sword and one iron. I don't care what you think, it's gonna be more money this way."

That would certainly look like it. But both swords and spears are rusty floating, and it takes a lot of effort to re-care to be able to sell them. If you're a special blacksmith who deals with weapons even as it is, you'll buy them away, but the tip of the spear would be about 5 silver coins, and the sword would be about as profitable as 10 silver coins. My appraisal shows more value, but this is a price for end-users when they line up in stores.

In contrast, the strength of the oak was hobgoblin. The value of Hobgoblin's Demon Stone was about 4-5 silver coins, so you can expect the extent of the Orc's Demon Stone. It's not a problem to expect more than 40 silver coins for 10.

I would say 30 pieces if I bought them at Keel's Seventy-Nine.

Besides, you can't ignore the experience of 10 oaks. If it were the same behavior as Hobgoblin, it would be difficult to destroy it all at once, and if I dealt with it alone in this case, if I was withdrawn and poor at the point of killing or disabling one, my experience would have been the possibility of a sparrow tear.

Orcs apparently aren't as smart as hobgoblins. It's pretty tasty to have hundreds of experiences thanks to the genius of heaven just to be able to kill one. That's 10 of them. I feel like jumping up on my own and singing a song.

I reclaim my spare time and smile and answer.

"Oh, fine. But can you help me enough to pick the Demon Stone?

"Of course, it's cheap. Hey, Ralpha, you need to gather the spear tips and swords."

You cared about my reply, Dwarf approached the nearby oak himself when he gave instructions to the woman, sticking the knife up against the oak's chest. I also crack the breast of the oak with a knife. Less than an hour later, the magic stones for 10 oaks gathered in my hand. Once appraised, each is still subtly different in value, but roughly the value per piece is 4500. In other words, it was a demon stone worth 45 pieces of silver coins at 45000 Zx10.

The woman also has no eyes on the spear that she just made by sharpening the tree, and she chooses only the guy with the metal tip to drop the tip, and has a single sword. There seemed to be three metal tips. Leather armor smells better, and it seems to be annoying because it was originally crude. It'll just be tight and packed.

The time is about past noon. I wanted to talk to a woman. Washing your dirty hands with water magic,

"Hey, you guys want some dinner? The time is just right, he helped me pick the magic stone, and if it's about dried meat soup, we can treat him."

That's what I said. From what I've heard in the village we left this morning, the distance to the next village is about 40 Km. Taking into account the time and the speed of my horse, the rest would be just over 15 Km. Their legs are fast, but it should still take a few hours. We both looked at each other a little surprised when I rang.

"Oh, I'm sorry. If you want to rush ahead, don't worry about it. Go."

When I said that, I took the water bottle, the dried meat and the bread packet out of my saddlebag. If you're going to go, it's bad for both of us, but just let me sneak up on the appraisal and have a quick meal before we follow.

"No, we just need to get to Fossil by evening, so there's no problem. Let's say it's a treat because it's a corner. But let me give you some bread."

When Dwarf said so, he opened the rucksack, which had been thrown out to the ground, and took out the package. Probably bread. Here the woman opened her mouth for the first time.

"Hey, why don't we go a little further? Here, the smell of oak blood is terrible."

Sure it is. It's a weird story to eat dinner by such a rolling corpse of oak if you ask me. But you have the right time to ask me out for dinner. It's not like I ever wanted to have dinner by the oak corpse, don't get me wrong there.

"Oh, you're right. So... shall we move that far?"

That's what I said, I put the package back in my saddlebag and started moving with my horse's reins, I can see some stones lined up about 200m away. It would be just a good chair change.

They also carried a rucksack because I started moving and started walking with them.

"I'm Alain Gried. Out of Burkud on the Jindal Peninsula. Call me Al."

Speaking of which, we still didn't know each other's names. The woman was called Ralpha, but I also think the Dwarves first heard her name, but forgot.

"I'm Zenom, Zenom Firefrid. This is my daughter Ralpha."

What, my daughter? 'Cause this woman's not a dwarf, no matter what you think, is she? Besides, it doesn't even look like an elf. No matter how many Japanese faces you say, if the blood of the elves were exchanged, it would be a little more beautiful. No, it's nothing. I'm not even going to tell you this woman is a skank. It would fall into a sufficiently beautiful category in Japan. It's like a half.

If I were in school or a company, I'd be idle enough. But he's never beautiful when he's an oath. The oaths prefer a butterfly face. With that said, are Pu people biologically the same people as Earth? That came to my mind.

You must have found me surprised when I was introduced to my daughter. Xenom went on to say.

"Of course, it's not my real daughter. I picked it up when she was a baby."

Oh, my God, you know what? Stuttered.

"Ralph Firefrid. Ralph or Ralph. Call me whatever you want."

I was answered more and more. You shy bastard. No. But I didn't want you to say it because when you say rall, you think of wind, touch, war. I don't call you by your nickname, even if you mean it.

Sit back on something just the right height where the stones are lined up and turn the water from the water bottle into hot water. Immediately pound the dried meat into the appropriate amount, put on a rubber stopper, and give it to Xenom after a couple of minutes, saying it is about to be drunk, and open another package. I have ham in this bag. I'll sharpen the ham with a knife, and I'll give this one to Ralpha. Ralpha pinched it in the bread and offered it to me when she received it.

"Thanks"

I'll take it from you, but you can't cut the next ham. Leave the bread aside for now. Cut some ham again and give it to Ralpha. Then she was applying something to the next bread. What is that? Looks soft on butter. Is that mayonnaise? Do you even have it on the bread you gave me? I wasn't aware I was making soup.

Anyway, when I give him the ham, he hits the bread I left aside. I took a sip and chewed it in my mouth and immediately noticed. What is this, so tasty? The twinkly fragrance and rich sourness that kinda slips through your nose...... it's spicy mayonnaise!!

"Ma, Ka, Pepper Mayonnaise......"

Suddenly Japanese came out with his mouth shut.

'... I thought you didn't. I have mayonnaise in this world, but I made it because it never seemed like I mixed spicy peppers. Barkud'

Huh? Huh? Why are you doing this now?

"What are you saying?

Xenom came to visit me wondering. Naturally, he won't understand Japanese.

"It's a Barkud dialect. What did I tell you about the guy I worked with last time... he told me. He said he was from Barkud, too."

Is that what you mean? This woman has a quick head spin. Besides, he's definitely a reincarnator. Then there is no need for reluctance. Do you want to appraise it?

[Ralpha Firefrid/25/12/7429]

[Female/14/2/7428 · Pu · Firefried elder daughter]

[Condition: Good]

[Age: 14]

[Level: 6]

[HP: 83 (83) MP: 3 (3)]

[Muscle Strength: 11]

[Jun Min: 16]

[Dexterity: 14]

[Endurance: 13]

[Unique Skill: Spatial Understanding (Coordinated Percieve)]

[Special Skill: Little Magic]

[Experience: 42615 (43000)]

[Spatial Understanding (Coordinated Percieve)]? What's that?

[Unique skill: spatial grasp; the user has a constant range from the coordinates using the skill (radius 5m around himself. increase 5 m at a time proportional to the level) you do not lose sight of your orientation and feeling up and down as long as you stay within. This feeling is not dictated by visual information and you will not always lose sight of the up, down, left and right. Also, I can get a perfect idea of the direction. Note that when using a skill, it can only be used if it has not touched a solid other than the one that I recognize as being acquired. In other words, it is possible to activate skills during leaps, falls, flights, underwater, etc. The effect time is 10 minutes per level. It should also be noted that it is possible to understand the size, shape, direction of travel, and velocity of non-living organisms that have invaded the interior from outside the scope of effects as long as they remain within the scope of effects. However, detectable abiotics do not include those equipped or fitted by organisms. It is therefore not possible in this skill to sense intruders. It is only possible to sense or detect objects fired from some device. It naturally also works against magically occurring elements such as some kind of magic that has entered from outside the sphere of effects. However, it is impossible to sense non-living organisms that have been fired or thrown from within the sphere of effect. Increased spatial grasping ability of users as long as they remain within the range of effects increases all physical abilities and associated combat abilities by 20% proportionally to the level under ineffective circumstances, such as space, air, or water]

You didn't use the fact that there was no level notation. However, I remember that my genius did not open a subwindow of appraisal until level notation appeared. Is it appraisable if it's someone else's unique skill? Or is it different in kind from what you see and what you don't? I have my doubts, but I can't possibly even think about it.

Rather, understanding this space depends on what you think…. Besides, even if you take too many levels for pranks...... no, if the highest level is 9, is it a maximum radius of 50m? Hmmm......

In addition, there is no indication of the use of unique skills, and there is no magic special skill. MP is also the standard value for age. Levels are also quite high for your age. I'm a squire enough to grow up and about 5 is normal and on the same level as when my sister-in-law Shani came home to marry me at 16. It's called a battle-accustomed move during an earlier battle, are these two fairly experienced adventurers? Then......

I began to haunt my head about what I could do to gain trust from these two people while I twisted my sandwich.