Mushoku no Eiyuu ~Betsu ni Skill Nanka Iranakattan daga~

The carriage goes on the cobblestone road, making a banging noise.

I asked the person.

"How far is the city of swords?"

"There are three more stations, so if we keep going smoothly, will we arrive after noon the day after tomorrow?"

He answers with a gentle voice.

Two days?

Given that it took more than a week to do so, it's almost time.

Five years have passed since then.

I am 15 years old.

On my fifteenth birthday, I told my father and mother that I was going to leave home.

Neither of them opposed.

He told me to do it.

And now we are heading to Breathgear, a city known as the City of Swords.

It's a place I've always wanted to visit after a while.

Breathgear gathers people from all over the world who are familiar with sword arms.

It is said that they will work together and work together to aim for even higher heights.

It seems that my mother once lived here, and I was often told about the story from an early age.

"Why do you want to go to the city of swords too?"

What I heard was a man who seemed to be in his early twenties.

"You also"

"Yes, that's what the swordsman longs for, but too high of a frustrated man is gone. The swordsman who was with me came back in less than half a year to escape. I'm sorry. "

The man lifted his mouth while staring around at my whole body.

"Kukuku, how much do you have a shaven?"

It was a woman about the same age as a man who put her mouth there.

"It's strange. I'm the city of swords."

Man snouts.

"Well, she's waving her sword in a woman's way."

"Oh, isn't it that much out of the countryside that you're thinking such an old style now?"

"What?"

"It's important to be a profession, gender doesn't matter."

"Huh, if you say that, isn't it a wonderful profession? I guess you shouldn't say" Swordsman "in [basic job]?"

"Of course, [Professional]. I'm a" Swordsman. "As you know, it has excellent attack power and is especially popular among [Professional].

There are more types of [Advanced] than [Basic].

It is said that which [advanced job] can be determined depends on the nature and experience of the person or the skills acquired.

And of course, some were popular and some were unpopular.

"Titty"

The man appalls tonguely.

The woman laughs proudly,

"What about you?"

"... I am a Gladiator"

"What, it's not usually [senior]"

"I hate being the same as a woman."

"That's a troublesome person .... If you go above [Senior Job], you probably only have to be called" Sword Emperor "or" Sword Princess "or" Superior Job "."

Then their eyes turned to me.

"How are you, shaven?"

"And what about you?"

Asked, I will answer.

"I'm unemployed."

The eyes of the two became points.

For a while, you can hear the laughter of a man.

"Kaku, Kuhahahahaha! You shabu, are you really unemployed?"

"Well, if you laugh, would you be sorry? I didn't mean that I wanted to be unemployed ...

The woman gushes out with a feeling of unintentional.

"Wow, what is" Unemployed "for a city of swords? No, yes, sightseeing!"

"It's not sightseeing, because we aim to reach the top of the sword path."

Clearly deny.

"Buff !?" Unemployed "is at the top of the path of the sword ?????????

"Well, it's a joke, you're a joke! You aren't kidding."

"Not a joke"

When I affirmed, laughter came from other customers.

If you look closely, even your father is shaking his shoulders,

"No, I've been doing this for a long time. This is the first time I have no job. ''

HM.

Of course, I expected that if I responded honestly that I was unemployed, I would react like this.

But I'm unemployed.

You can't help but deceive or lie.

Being ridiculed by others doesn't change my will.

At that time, one of the passengers shouted, "Hey, that ..."

A number of figures emerged from the forest.

"A thief?"

"No, that's oak!"

Orcs are humanoid demons.

It has a pig-like head and is only a little taller than a human, but has a very large waist.

"Hey, and quite a few !?"

Passengers scream.

There are more than a dozen orcs of oaks that appear one after another from the woods.

Escorts are always on board the chariot in case of thieves or monsters.

But perhaps because of the cheap ride, there was no escort in this carriage.

Or they may have escorted escort fees in anticipation of passengers heading to the City of Swords.

"I don't know how to do it."

"It's that number, and it seems like we can't just take a leisurely look at it."

The men and women just mentioned are about to get off the carriage.

Shortly after, their faces turned pale.

A little later, a bigger physical oak emerged from the forest.

"Well, no way ... King oak ...?"