I Became the Strongest With The Failure Frame【Abnormal State Skill】As I Devastated Everything

"Oh, no... something stupid..."

An agitated fine macho reached out to tremble.

I try to touch a woman's ear.

Pasi

A woman waved away.

A woman who looks at fine macho in a blame mood.

Scolding gaze.

"Until you touch it, I don't give you permission."

"Well... it's a lie... it's a lie, it's a lie..."

He said he was so confident and uncovered.

He said he played a big game.

No way, different person.

Super do-grade shame, depending on what you see......

"Let's see, it's not Sellas Ashlein."

A fine macho flies a mouth corner bubble, pointing at the woman.

"Oh, why are you in this Mills? Ugh!? Purpose of the journey Huh!? If you can't say it right, you're lying. Aah! She's a lying bitch.

Have you been too humiliated and confused?

Fine Macchio's question is ruptured.

By the time you're here, you'll know why you're in Mills, etc.

but the woman answered decently.

"I stopped by Mills to make money on the road bank. The purpose of the journey is to..."

Gossogoso

A woman took the veil out of her backpack pocket.

Understanding lights up in the eyes of fine macho.

"Well, the veil..."

What's wrong with that veil?

"As you can guess. I am on a journey to the Principality of Yonato"

Principality of Yonato.

The name of the country you heard about at the Yube Inn tavern.

Was it famous for its strength to destroy the Holy Power?

"I know you do, but this veil is a testament to those who try to respond to the call of the Virgin, who is gathering the Holy Power (at best)"

Sacred Strength (at best).

It's a word I'm not used to hearing.

However, I can imagine it being the name of a group or organization.

"Do you understand? On my journey to Yonato, I heard a call for this ruin attack and just stopped by to make some money on the road bank."

"Ugh, gu... ugh!

The fine macho had stopped making any noise.

I start to squirm around.

"All that noise, people are different..."

"For a moment, seriously, I thought you were a rumored princess knight."

"It's not the same as a mercenary guild sketch."

"If you ask me, there's no way a fugitive being chased by Bakuos is coming out to a lot of people like this."

"That monk and all that shit, it's just a flash of light."

Fine macho is pulling shivers.

What's swirling in those eyes is hatred.

"Xu, this humiliation... you, I won't forgive you... a beautiful woman is so always this guy... Remember, Mist Barucas uhhhhhhh!

Fine Macchio pulled into the corner of the square while pointing at the woman.

Retardation is a good place too......

…………

A woman wearing a hood back into sight.

That woman, too, catches when it comes to catching on.

"People (...) No (...) Y (...), or"

At that time, one mercenary raised his voice.

"Oh, here we are!

A carriage approached the square.

Horse-riding men and women are solidifying their surroundings.

They were all armed.

Supposedly an escort.

Carriage stopped.

A man of the right width came out of the carriage.

The man went straight up to the stage.

Mercenaries gather at the stage.

"Well done, gentlemen. You've gathered! As many of you know, let's introduce ourselves again! I'm Cled Harkley! Known as the favorite Marquis Harkley!

I'm the first.

So I appreciate the introduction.

"In fact, this time a new layer was discovered in the ruins of Mills, which I manage! I'd like to ask you guys to explore that new layer! However, we do not offer any upfront compensation for this request! But let me buy the treasure I brought back as high as I can! Respond positively to negotiating buyout prices too! That's the reward for all of you!

The Marquis went on to explain.

They say you can set free the material you get from the demon's body.

They'll also agree to the purchase of materials.

then......

Skeleton King's bone powder looks like it could be brought back.

When entering and exiting, the luggage is checked.

Does the treasure of sleeping in the ruins belong to the Marquis, the caretaker?

"And give special rewards to those who earn the treasure of sleeping somewhere in the ruins of Mills" Dragon Eye (Ryu Cancer) Cup! The reward is 300 gold coins!

Mercenaries squeal.

"You're getting paid better than before."

"You really want it while you're alive."

"Three hundred gold coins is amazing..."

Sounds like such a lot of money.

The Marquis instructs me to escort one of my escorts up to the platform.

The escort opened the rounded parchment and presented it to us.

The parchment depicts a picture of the Dragon-Eyed Cup.

The Marquis explained that it was a hidden treasure long ago.

By the way, they're not magic tools.

It seems to be just a rare conditioner.

"Drinking fine liquor in this cup is my dream! I'm sure you'll feel like a king who conquered the ancients once you drink in this cup!

A laugh like a different wave happened.

Love laughter was the majority.

Just go ahead, there's an air.

You perceived the air, and the Marquis gave instructions to the escort with a bitter laugh.

Tequipaki and the escort move.

The registration process for the participants began.

Line up.

Some mercenaries had completed the registration process immediately.

It presents something like a card.

Perhaps they are mercenary guilders.

Nevertheless, non-guilders were also only named.

I thought it would be painted in a sketch too, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

Mills ruins have checks on entry and exit.

A management system that makes it impossible to take away treasures.

What I need is demonic material, so I don't care.

They say the entrance to the ruins is ahead of us through the square.

Some groups headed straight to the ruins like this.

I decided to go back to town once to get ready.

On the way down, I notice that woman walking.

The woman was walking in front of me.

Did you say Mist Barucas?

I walk faster.

There was no mistake, we gazed at each other.

I try to pass silently.

"Um."

A woman called out.

Ignoring it here is somewhat distracting.

Well, there's a few things I'd like to ask a woman.

I stopped.

And just before I return the word, I worry about it for a moment or so.

…………

Right.

Now, I can't change my tone carefully.

"You were going to Mills, too."

Talk with a body you hadn't noticed.

"Are you here for an example, too?

"... sort of. That was a disaster."

"That's not a big deal."

"But for once, you should be careful"

"What?

"It's that guy that just got tangled up. And then he was turning his face bright red with anger and hatred."

The woman frowned hauntingly.

"Sometimes I make people angry. I'm going to be worried about making it as peaceful as possible... but it won't stay. Besides, now it's easier to hate them and keep them away than to be liked and approached."

"Have you twisted it with all your personality?

A woman smiling bitterly.

"Maybe. Well, now I'm..."

"I know you intentionally avoid engaging with people."

A woman about to leave the field stopped her leg.

The woman's eyes turn to something thoughtful.

"I felt the same about you, though."

"Based on that, I need a little favor"

"Please? What is it?

"I'm going into the Mills ruins now, too. It's just that we're going to have all the tools we need... in short, we're beginners."

"Oh, is that what you mean"

It's a good guess.

"You were neglectful of prices, weren't you? You want advice when buying so you can't get plugged in?

The head spins fast, too.

"Simply put, well, that's the thing. I'm going to pay the advice fee."

I'm tired of searching my stomach with people in the store.

If I could borrow the wisdom of those who are used to it, I would be able to skip a lot of things.

It will also be a good opportunity to know the market.

I looked at the woman.

I'm judging this woman to be trustworthy for the first time.

If I'm fooled - well, there's no choice then.

Think my perception and intuition were sweet, let's give up.

"Well... to tell you the truth, I need a road bank right now. So that's a suggestion that I also get. Can I talk about the counseling fee, let me sweeten it?

"So negotiations are in place?

"Of, it seems. Leave it to me. I was wondering if it would be less of a job for you to negotiate with me than with every shopkeeper."

"Okay. I trust you. Nice to meet you. Well, hurry up -"

I stopped.

Because a woman has offered me her hand.

"This is Miss Barucas."

"It's Hattie Scoll."

Shake my hand back.

White hands.

Fine skin.

Fingers are thin.

…………

Is this the hand of a man with a weapon?

I imagined stiffer skin.

Hmm?

The woman had some subtle look on her face.

... Oh, I see.

This woman was sensitive to lies.

"Fake name."

"Huh?"

"You know what I mean? I'm a translator just like you. Even the Inn passes by this pseudonym. And for us now, the authenticity of the name doesn't make sense. Didn't I?"

The woman smiled furiously.

"Yeah, you're right."