Once I dismantled my skills in different worlds, my cheesy daughter-in-law multiplied - the structur

Residual Thoughts.

Pieces of thoughts left in the world that often appear in games and cartoons.

Yeah, it's not weird to have something like that. This is a fantasy world.

I can't help it because I'm actually here. Let's accept it.

But...

"What kind of demon are you? You're not like the Demon King?

'No. A demon king refers to a demon king who frightens humans. It's a completely different kind of being from humans. But we demons are a kind of demi-human. It's a human subspecies.'

I see.

Well, I thought it was unnatural for a fellow Demon King who was supposed to be fighting on the border to be in a slave shop in the middle of a king's capital like this.

"... Then why was the Demon Clan destroyed?

"We were wary of humans because they were close to humans but had extraordinary magic. When did he become known as the Devil Clan? And destroyed. We were creatures who didn't like to fight... '

"Why do you want me to know the remnants of that demon clan?

"Visitors away from the protection of the royal family, and all alone demons, are often the same."

"Well, maybe he'll die soon enough if you leave him alone"

'I'm not asking you to take care of Cecil for the rest of your life. I just want you to buy it out. It would have been better to be among the visitors than among those who discriminate against the Demons'

"Instead, teach me how to use my skills?

'If it's money I earned from my skills and you promise to buy her out.

Not immediately. I would be in that store the last few days. He hides that he is a Demon, and the shopkeeper thinks Cecil is a dark elf. The price seems to be low for 120,000 Arsha and slaves'

"Don't make it easy."

"Contract."

I mean, if Ashtarte taught me how to use my skills, I'd have to let that girl go. No, wait. Isn't this as black as the king?

I wish a girl was in that store until I made some money, but what if someone bought her off?

Am I going after her everywhere?

'Cause that's what' contract 'means.

"Hmm."

The point is, you only have to understand how to use Skill Structure to rebuild your abilities.

I'm used to this kind of thing.

I used to make games with people between black bytes. Because there was a "story about getting big in peer games" on some site. I thought I could make a big deal of it myself.

Actually, that's not true at all, but my site just went on fire.

Anyway, we're talking about understanding the skill system, right?

Let's try. You can still 'contract' with Ashtarte afterwards.

I will activate Capability Reconstruction again.

Set 'hard hitting' in the window that came out.

"Strong LV1"

(1) 'Deal' Strong Damage 'to' Low Level Monsters' Skill

Characters are displayed.

But in the window, there's still room.

What happens if I set up another skill here?

Come on. 'Cleaning LV1'!

"Cleaning LV1"

(2) 'Clean Up Your Room' skill with 'Cleaning Equipment'

I could set it up.

... Somehow, I'm figuring out the system.

"Capability Rebuilding" can dismantle the content of a skill.

"Conceptualizing skills," if that's hard to say.

Disassemble it, dismantle it... maybe even reassemble it?

For example, what happens when you change what makes up your skills?

Try touching the window with your finger.

I knew it. The text "Low Level Monster" or "Cleaning Equipment" can move.

And that means, how about this!

(1) 'Clean Up' skills for 'Low Level Monsters' in 'Cleaning Equipment'

(2) 'Strong Damage' to 'Room' Skill

"Execute!" Capability Rebuilding "Skills Structure"!! "

Press the letter 'Run' displayed in the window.

The skills that have been reconstructed the sentence are changing!

Nah, ru, ru, ru. Ok!

Even so, this is like breaking down a curry into 'meat and vegetables', 'curry loo' and 'water'. You mean if you turn "Curry Lou" into "Soy Sauce and Sugar" you can rebuild it into meat potatoes?

Skills to rewrite skills.

That's who 'Capability Rebuilding' is.

There are two skills created by Performed 'Capability Rebuilding'.

"Demon sweep LV1": Blow away the low level demons around you with cleaning equipment.

"Building Strike LV1": Strong damage to the walls and interior of the room. Destruction Characteristics "Brick" and "Wood Wall"

... What about this.

No, you did well at first.

In the meantime, save money, buy another skill and try it out.

"So I'm sorry, Ashtarte. I didn't even need you to tell me."

'... too bad'

"I'm good at this kind of thing."

"I think I misjudged your vessel. Who were you in the original world?

"We used to make games and stuff together."

It wasn't very popular.

Conversely, it was terrible because I made it.

"After freely messing with the 260 parameters and caramelizing them, create magic and skills to start the game after distributing the attributes of ground, water, fire, and wind to up to 690 streets of attack and defense, speed, sturdiness, kindness, and other parameters. If you don't spot the sixteen lies your opponent will tell you when you meet the king. Once you set up galgay-like choices and events and preferences when soliciting your fellow party members to be placed and stuffed in an area where there are fierce monsters, blame kills and flames even though it's free"

"I don't know, but I understand that you're rational."

"I'm sorry I couldn't make a deal with you."

'... no, I don't have a choice'

"Thank you for giving me this information on the world."

I got up with my jacket hem. [M]

My butt was hurting because I've been sitting there the whole time.

I've decided what I'm going to do. Let's just go for normal happiness.

I knew I had information for that.

Someone who knows about this world and who can correct the deviation between me and this world.

That's someone you can trust, and to some extent, you better know what kind of person you are.

"Hey Ashtarte. From here on out, it means chatting, and if you don't want to, you don't have to answer. What's going on with the price of skills?

…… Right, a common common common skill ranges from a few dozen to a hundred alshas. Thousands of Arsha for a little uncommon skills. Rare skills are wide in price, from tens of thousands, some expensive are traded for over a million '

"Oh well. So, can we work it out?

…… Are you...?

So.

I opened the door to a slave shop. [M]

There was a bearded little man at the entrance. Is this the slave trader?

Well, no.

This is a guest. Let's see.

"There's one girl I'd like to have"

I said to the slaver. [M]

"His name is Cecil. She has brown skin, small, long ears, the most beautiful girl in this store.

We're in a hurry. Why don't you just bring him in? "

'Cause you can't help it.

Ashtarte once gave me information about this world.

"Contract" thing. The rule that everything can be bought and sold.

It's a big difference if you don't know that.

Ashtarte taught me the rules before he signed the "contract," which means I can trust him.

That Ashtarte introduced me to - I mean, the closest thing I know.

This means that Cecil-Falot is the most appropriate source in this world.

"Welcome. Customer, is this your first time buying slaves?

said the slave trader.

I'm looking at you like you deserve this one, with your hands full.

When a man slaps his hand, a middle-aged woman who was in the store takes a seat. I open the back door and wonder if I went to another room and I'll be back in a while.

You look like a brown dark elf, demonic girl.

Take Cecil-Falot.

She was dressed in white, soft clothes.

I only punched a hole in the cloth in the bag and put my head and hands out, it's a piercing jacket.

He wears a leather collar. I don't have chains on me, but I won't show you how to run away.

She had beautiful brown skin, as Ashtarte had gone.

Long ears drooped apathetically, and I didn't see anything of the laying red eyes.

Long silver hair, probably taken care of by an earlier woman. I saw it shining in the light of the lamp.

My back is much smaller than mine.

I mean, I put a collar on this kid and walked him around and he smells like a great crime.

"For the first time, I wouldn't recommend this girl. It's a dark elf, and it's a very awkward one. I picked him up from the war, but he didn't have any love."

"... Hmm"

"His name is Cecil. You look young, but you would be about the same age as your customers. Because they say there are faster and slower growers in the dark elves. Magical aptitude is high. However, because of its uncomfortable temper, I was wondering if I could use it as a combat personnel..."

"I want to talk to this kid, okay?"

The little man nodded, so I approached Cecil.

The silver hair fluttered and wobbled.

She glanced at me with her red eyes and immediately missed her face.

"Ashtarte asked me to. Cecil-Falot."

I whispered in a whisper so that I wouldn't sound like a slave trader.

"Well, it's not a lot of edge. I'll buy you out. Instead, I want you to give me information about this world. To be clear, I want you to be my teacher."

"─ Huh!?"

The girl has her eyes open like she sees something incredible. But I'll be down in a minute.

Uh, something, you looked like this to me on the job.

I'm going to raise your hourly hourly rate when you eat a combo of - I didn't know you could.

If that goes on, I don't like to have hope.

"So, store owner. How much is Cecil selling?

"It's 180,000 Arsha. It's a precious dark elf."

"How about 120,000 Arsha?

You must have noticed they spotted the market.

From the little man's eyes, the light that looked down at me disappeared.

Sir, if you'll excuse me, do you have the money? We have a motto for instant money. "

"How about you pay with your skills?

"With skills?

"Skills are traded here for money. There's a skill shop next door, and it'll be faster that way than purposefully cashing in."

"Can I call an appraiser?

"Nothing, I hope."

If the little man turns to the clerk, he will.

A middle-aged woman in the back of the store runs to the store next door and brings a skill store clerk.

"If you agree, you'll know what the skills you took out," Ashtarte said.

Conversely, it means you don't know what skills you have without your consent.

I guess you should hide about my "ability rebuilding".

So,

"What we want to sell is' Skills for blowing low-level demons with cleaning equipment '"

Put your hands on your chest.

Call "Demon Cleanup LV1".

Tickling, and the feeling.

I get enough crystal balls to get into my palm.

"... 'Demon sweep LV1'? I've never seen anything like it."

said a skill store clerk with glasses on.

Well, I guess so. I just made it.

"The effect... yeah, this guy is right. How much do you want to sell this for?

"120,000 Arsha"

"Mmm."

The skill shop clerk looks difficult.

"It would be quicker to actually have them see the effect. I'd like to borrow some horses. And is there a harmless demon out there somewhere?

"If Slime for Magic Targets"

Is there such a thing?

A skill shop clerk brings a colorless, transparent slime from the store.

They're fixing it to stay magically motionless.

We went outside the store.

Cecil's looking at us. With a slightly more expectant eye than just a moment ago.

Yeah. Cute.

Hey, let's make it look good.

"See if this skill is worth 120,000 Arsha"

I put the "demon sweep" back in my chest, and I set it up. [M]

It's a skill I made myself. I know how to use it.

The immobile slime was swept gently, rinsed, and swept. And...

Hiuuuuuuuuuu...

The slime flew.

It's like a golf tee shot.

Over the heads of those in the square, jump over the building.

No, you flew. Better than I thought.

I don't see it well because it's transparent, but I guess it flew about 300 meters. Awesome.

"What do you say!?"

"... no, I don't care what they say. What's the use of this?

Slave traders look strange.

Oh, Cecil's nodding. Looks like she figured it out. The use of this skill.

Then it's a negotiation from here on out.

"As for being a slave trader, are you traveling to buy people? You're often attacked by demons, right? I think I can use this skill."

"No, we hire caution sticks, too, and we can't get anywhere near a demon we can't defeat."

I don't talk about it, a slave trader who just shook his head.

"You're a handyman. You need to rely on strange skills on purpose."

"As much as a demon, can you defeat it if you fight?

"Yes."

"So how long does that fight take?

I said.

Slaver's complexion changed.

"You're traveling from town to town. If it becomes a battle with demons along the way, they will take time. If you can't get to town by sundown, it's Nojuku. More likely to be attacked by demons. If you can get rid of weak demons with this skill, you can shorten that time."

I go on.

"Your baggage is a slave - a human being. If the demon kills you while you're on the move, you're worthless. If you get injured or sick, you lose value. The more time it takes, the more dangerous it becomes."

"..."

"Well, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I don't want to sell skills

I took out "Demon Cleanup LV1" again and said:

"What I want to sell is" time "that I can shorten with my skills."

"And is it worth 120,000 alshas?"

"It's that way to judge. You can think about it. How many times do you meet demons during your purchase journey? How long does it take to fight? Travel delays. Careful stick and the cost of food for yourself and the slaves. Costs of servicing weapons consumed in combat and treating herbs and such. More importantly, the peace of mind that you can get rid of low-level monsters during your journey. Time to spend with your family by getting home early"

Do you want to push it around here?

"And if it's not worth 120,000, I'll just go sell it somewhere else."

I made this in "Capability Reconstruction," only here. It's a one-off skill in a way.

As a matter of fact, there will be other people who want it, and whatever it takes to just sell it.

"Ugh..."

Slave traders looked at skill shops sideways, as they asked for help.

"I've got rare skills. That's for sure. Rare prices range from 50,000 to 1.5 million Arsha. It's up to you to buy it."

The skiller shrugged his shoulder.

"I get it! Trade in Demon Cleanup LV1 for this child!

The slave trader finally nodded after roaring in arms for a while.

All right!

Gatspaws in my heart.

I even managed to bump into the real haunt...... good.

I was wondering what I would do if I couldn't.

"Then it's officially called a 'contract'"

Calm down, I say.

"Ozosu. Medallion, please."

"Medallion...... oh, this one"

A pendant appeared on your chest when you moved into this world.

It's golden and the pendant head has a crystal key.

Ashtarte just taught me how to use it.

For humans, they use this to 'contract' each other.

"In the name of God in the 'covenant'"

"Exchange skills' Demon Cleanup LV1 'and' Cecil 'by mutual agreement -' Contract '"

Ka-chan, and the key to the meeting emits light.

At the same time, Cecil's collar rings and rings and the ring is born in my left hand.

It was a ring with a little red crystal ball on it.

Testimony of the main contract, you mean?

"Now we have a contract. Check back at the inn for Cecil's skills. You know my master can do it."

"Oh."

"I knew it wasn't an amateur. Customer...... nevertheless"

Slave traders and skill shoppers looked at me like they were exploring.

"Where the hell did you get this rare skill?

"I just came from the East. It was my grandfather's idea. I know some Dark Elves back home, and they asked me to talk to them about Cecil."

Improving scenarios is a skill I worked out when I was making peer games.

Oh, of course I was making it for all ages, right?

"I see. Well, if you have any other skills you want to sell, go ahead."

"I'll think about it. Bye."

I don't want to come again, though.

I waved to a skill shop with a slave trader and left the place.

You're looking at me strangely, holding hands with Cecil.