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

In the end, I couldn't defeat Elder Slime.

Or Leticia stopped me.

"I'm hooked on 'Contract'! Stop it, Mr. Nagi!

I forgot because I was cleaning up on Elder Slime.

I signed a contract with Leticia to take care of the villa.

In Delayed Martial Arts, I would have broken my contract if I had inflicted deadly damage to the house. Loss of ownership of the villa and the contract of slavery with Eine will also be lifted.

Worst case scenario, 'Contract Punishment' could come down.

And there's another reason why you didn't attack.

... because Elder Slime cried out.

He was abandoned anyway! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That.

Huh.

I was distracted by what they said, and in the end ("Delayed Martial Arts" was unleashed in an unpopular place) we decided to listen to Elderslime.

'I'm sorry I said something rude, so I do. It's something I haven't been around for a long time...'

That's right.

"The wax was hissing in the waterways of this town."

Elder Slime began to pound and pound about why he was here, letting a blue drop from his body.

As I said at the beginning, he was fortified by the elves to become 'Elder Slime'.

But he was dumped because the first researcher died. You think it's because the elves who took over the research were incompetent and couldn't complete Elder Slime?

Abandoned, he lived lurking in the waterway after that. Ever. For a long time.

But in the last few weeks, something strange started happening to my body.

"I think it's probably because they dumped me unfinished, but my body started to enlarge. I've never lived outside of town before, and I can't help but notice. While I was looking for a place to stay, I got here... '

I guess it's time for life, and, convinced, it's good to have defined this place, which was empty, as a place of death, but the speed of physical hypertrophy was faster than expected.

Before the festival - the sea dragon Kelkattle is approaching town, which also affects the darkening of the atmosphere's magic, etc. Instead of being able to stop growing, I was also unable to move my body well.

"Ultimately...... my body keeps fumbling and I could start winding down the house and flying away"

"... hey!?"

"You need a piece of the elf's body to stop the rampage! Hair or at the tip of a nail. If you take it in, the wrinkled cells should stabilize and return to normal. Please. Because I really don't want to bother the young...... so there is'

Because I say it flabby and dripping blue jelly from my body......

I couldn't help it, I decided to help Elder Slime.

The fact that the story of "Elder Slime" is true is a glitch of information about Cecil and Leggy.

The Elf Forest Protector Demons are made to require elf hair, nails, and body fluids - blah blah blah cells - to maintain the body. so that we can dispose of it as soon as we defy it. But they say the demons will continue to escort the elves as long as they have life.

I know, but... it was a very annoying story.

"I get it. Anyway, you just have to take the elves."

And by my skill, Life Negotiation LV1, there was a pact like this between me and Elderslime.

(1) Souma-Nagi provides "some of the elves (hair, nails and body fluids) to the elder slime. Elderslime takes it into the body as food (a source of magic)"

(2) Elderslime said, "At the same time we prey on it, we honestly get out of the house. Nor do we antagonize the Souma-Nagis until the negotiations are concluded and inaugurated"

And I was supposed to go out again.

"The Lord doesn't seem so worried."

On my back, Leggy the Devil's Sword said.

"Really? Nagi."

Rita glances into my face as she walks next door.

This is the main street of town. We're on our way to the Ilgafa Adventurer Alliance now.

Leggy the Devil's Sword was used to protect herself, and Rita was asked to follow me as my escort.

"Right. Because if you go to the Adventurer Guild, you'll be about one of the elves. I don't think you'll have that much difficulty if you tell us what's going on and ask for help or formally through your guild"

'It's not facetious. Lord. "

All of a sudden, Pong, and Leggy appeared in front of me looking like a person.

The size is palm-sized, rocking a red twin tail onto my shoulder.

"I didn't know you could rule one slime of this mine."

"There's nothing you can do about the level difference."

"You're sweet, Lord. I don't know how to answer that favor... '

Figure-sized Leggy slapped her hand, pounding.

'Bye! I've got a great plan for you!

"Nice plan?

"Uhm! Let's just say we summon a slime that we can serve in preparation for the night! Hit it in the bed of the Beast Daughter and start the activity where she slept. The Lord appeared so well that he did not lose his whole body, stimulated what he could see and what he could not see, and emaciated him so well. What if the Lord taught his irrational daughter to mix things up!? The Lord is fun, and the Beast daughter is satisfied, and I'm happy to let her interfere with the whole thing. - Stop it! Stop trying to throw my body into the ocean!

- Shit.

I put the Devil's Sword Leggy back against the sea. [M]

"Don't do anything unsolicited. You always say that."

'I understand. Let's see. Beast Daughter. Don't you like the Lord?

"How do you react to me here?!?"

Pu shu, hence Rita, who turned so bright red that the hot air seemed to come out of her head, eats it for Leggy.

He's probably shaking. The tip of his tail is swollen.

This reaction... you're mad...?

"And anyway. You're anti-Elder Slime now!

Rita shifted the story like a bright red face, blindfolded.

"It would be quick to talk if I knew an elf..."

"Fine. I know the Iturna were human supremacy."

"I'm sorry. I can't help you."

'Hehe, sweet beast daughter. I know what I'm talking about. "

Leggy the doll turned her chest while hiding in my collar.

"We met in Hot Springs. The lords may not have been in battle, but I remember my face well. '

"Speaking of which, I had an idea."

We met in the hot springs...... or there was an elf girl who had a mixed bath.

She must have been mixed up in a regiment of soldiers, too.

On the contrary, that's about all I know about elves.

"What was Leggy like?

"Whoever I saw... felt it was a terrible delicacy."

"Delicacies?"

'Like this, I don't know. Do you want to mess with your body and mind just by watching it, or do you want to drag out your nature deep in your heart'?

Why are you scratching your hands, Leggy?

Don't do it because Rita's pulling it seriously.

'I guess he hasn't noticed that. What a waste. If you realize the nature of what is in you, you will be able to mix yourself and all around you. Such a man should be kept in the secret barn of the royal palace. As a secret treasure (artifact) to quench the hearts of weary kings. "

"... I'm gonna be talking about the elves."

'... aren't you going to tell me about the elves, too?

"I'm going to ask you for a job, so don't be rude, okay?

'I can't. If he doesn't want to.'

Leggy snapped, blushing, and went back into the Devil's Sword.

... I'm sure you're thinking weird, this guy.

We were walking back to the main street in town sometime as we talked.

The Adventurer Guild... had a proper sign out.

A sea dragon is teasing the mark where the sword and wand meet.

That seems to be the crest of this town's Adventurer Guild.

"The elf I met in the hot springs... I thought I said Rafilia"

I wish I was here. If you weren't there, let's talk to Illis.

Surely she should have been hired by Illis. I might know something.

"Why do I have to be told so much? - Huh!?"

I didn't need to look.

The moment I opened the Adventurer Guild door, she - - - Rafilia's voice popped into my ear.

I look around the guild. [M] Making is no different from Metecal's. The difference is that the reception is on the ground floor. Around it are chairs and tables. Quest board at the wall. At the back is the counter of the tavern. Adventure-style people are drinking alcohol and tea.

There was an elf girl sitting at a table near the entrance.

Pink hair, put together on one side. A little dripping eyes are still making me cry. Every hand and foot stretching out of shorter cloth clothes is white, thin in body, yet big enough that only the chest is likely to be on the table. She's stuck around the table, looking around like she's asking for help.

Around her, several men stand. I can't see my face. They're all wearing silver masks.

We're talking. I hear voices. Uh,

"You have a sweet motive. You think you can get a quest for such a motive? Have you ever thought about whether your skills can be brought to life at our party in the first place?

... what?

"You're willing to sign up for the quest we often requested with this skill. You have as many people as you want. You really think you're gonna get hired? What were you doing while you signed up for this quest from the previous one? Isn't that proof that you don't have enough money to live on, that you don't have self-control?

"Dj, Djokori? So, because you can't help it, can you? Everyone ran away with the reward."

"Hmm. It's not just about self-management, it's about crisis management," he said.

"Hey, what is it? Yeah, yeah!

"In the first place, it's something that always moves assuming the worst when it comes to working. Did they run away with a reward for the party? It would be worse to trust someone like that, wouldn't it? I can't even manage the money after it's been distributed, etc. - Ha, not even distributed? The delegates took it and ran away as it was? Ha, you think putting your mistake on the shelf and taking this fried leg will fix the problem?

Men in silver masks surrounded the elf girl.

"So I didn't say that! Whatever!

"What, you've been applying for our requested quest?

"So you don't have to say that much! Oh, I just wanted to make money to go home. No!

"Don't get out of the way. This one's making your humanity a problem. Are you going to let this one take the time to complain if it gets inconvenient? How did your parents raise you? What's your family's job? What's your income? Didn't you sign up for the quest in a sweet way?

"Ya, I'll stop! I'll give you another job!

"So this one is making your humanity a problem. Haven't you heard the story? Isn't that why you got away with the party? Where are you going? I won't let you escape. Future quest orders may also have an impact, Mr. Rafilia-Grace. This is your personal information."

"No more. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

The pink-haired elf girl was surrounded by masked men. I can't get away with being blocked in the back and left and right while sitting in a chair. The ones in the Adventurer Alliance... don't respond. And the guy over the Alliance counter. Pretending not to see it? Why is that?

I mean, this is...

"... a compression interview."

Why are you doing this in another world?

"You know, Rita."

"Hey, Nagi"

"Is there a party in this world that you can attack with words until your heart breaks?

"You've never heard of me."

"Normally, the Alliance will stop."

"One of the guild's receptionists, he's just messing with me."

"Either you can't handle it, or you don't know what it means,"

"Either way, it sucks."

"I've been cornered this way before."

In a part-time interview.

Be clear if you want to hire me or drop me...... about, persevere.

So, I get it. That's the way the world was where I was.

"... a visitor or just a black party from another world..."

Either way. We need help with the elves.

I don't know anyone else, so it's the quickest way to negotiate with that girl, Raphilia.

"Lord... help that girl. The masked ones will take you away as you are. '

On my back, Leggy snapped with her voice alone.

"I know. I thought about the operation."

Don't miss it... it's not what I was talking about.

"... a delicacy?

'Did I tell you? There are those who want to drag out the nature at the bottom of their hearts. That's exactly what he is. Never let them get away with it! There may be a hint in that girl that the Lord asks for - "Skills You Can Live Without Working"!

"─ Ha!?"

"I know I've seen another princess, princess, and beautiful girl on the king's side. Um, just seeing it is just an unfortunate sign. A look that doesn't seem confident. Beautiful, then, as if the gods had created it in shambles. Shall I say," Beauty of the Dungeons "? He must have incredible skills that even he doesn't know!

Anyway, save me! Believe in my eyes, Lord, who live nearly a hundred years!

Leggy proclaimed clearly.

I'm going to help you even if you don't tell me.

I can't believe I ran into a compression interview until I came to another world. I just feel nauseous watching.

The men are masking their faces. I don't know the look on your face.

The same thing happened in the original world. At the interview, the other side backs the windows that plunge in the sunset, and this one goes backlit and I can't even see their faces. Repeating even high-pressure questions with unreadable expressions.

The inability to read faces is an overwhelming advantage in negotiations.

"... then"

I went outside once. Explore the stalls out on the street with your eyes. There was a purpose.

Buy it in words and go before the guild again.

"Leggy, check. Can you be a normal human being, like when you were in the dungeon?

"For a short time. Then you can't stay too far from the sword. I can't even fight."

"If you can move, that's fine."

I told Reggie about the operation.

"Rita wait outside. Signal when it's a battle. Then support me."

"Copy that. Be careful."

"And they're using their spatial dominance skills now?

"... wait a minute. Yeah. Daijibu. There's no such thing."

"Thanks, Rita"

I did Rita's head. [M]

Rita's skill 'Breaking the Connection' isn't just capable of breaking the opponent's spatial dominance. If they were using their skills to influence space, they could see it with their eyes. If Rita says she can't see it, it's just a compression interview we're doing right now.

Then I can break it.

Oh, my God, that's because you're a professional (of the recipient).

"Just in case, put that on, too, Rita. And hide your ears and tail."

I handed Rita and Leggy the festival gear I bought at the stall. I can put the same thing on my face.

I don't want them to know who we are any more than I don't know who we are.

Nodding to both of them, I stepped into the Adventurer Alliance.

They're all distracted by Rafilia and the masked men, and they don't care about me.

Look at me, no one's surprised. It's festive season, and they're surrounding Rafilia in the first place, because they're wearing silver masks?

But don't be surprisingly familiar with your face, this festive tool. It seems to be the only limited edition.

"Ha, okay!? I'm not taking any quests. Sorry! I wasn't talking to you!

In the Adventurer's Guild, Rafilia was pretty.

I'm banging on the table and I'm stuck in tears.

"I couldn't help but admire the adventurer... I just had to wonder if I wanted to see the legend..."

"You seem to be misunderstanding something. Doesn't this seem as if we are imposing a challenge? If we don't understand the misunderstandings properly, it could be our reputation."

"Nothing. I won't say anything! I'll stop being an adventurer!

"Whoa, I'm not letting you get away with this, Mr. Rafilia. This one's talking peacefully. If you kick a chair and run away, it will scratch your background. You may not get a job from the Adventurer Guild in the future. What do you do with your life when you do?

"Ah, ah, ah, ah"

"How are you getting a blurry face? Didn't you hear this one?

"............... I am"

"You also have to think about the reward for being such a rude person. So can you take it for a fifth of the reward you posted on the quest board? I will provide accommodation in between instead. No, there's no problem. We're staying in an inn, too - it's more fun - no, it's convenient. Oh, don't you take the job? Did you say that? No one's listening, right? Isn't that a mistake? You, because you're starting to look like a dead fish. That's a good trend. Now, why don't we change places and take our time to 'contract'..."

"Repeat the question extensively until you can no longer answer"

I said.

"When disputed, they deny their humanity"

Again, the masked men looked at us.

"I won't allow you to leave the spot. The purpose is to make yourself enter into a contract on terms convenient to you. It's like bad business practices (black), isn't it? In Ilgafa's Adventurer Guild, you're asking for a quest for doing that?

/(adj-na, adv-to) (on-mim) per/per/per/per/per/per/per/

I'm "Buildings Strike LV1" (Disabled Destruction Attribute) and tap the wall lightly.

The Adventurer Alliance building rocked.

Dust falls from the ceiling.

All the people in the guild turned to me.

"Sorry to interrupt the negotiations. It's a terrible way to do it, so I let him talk."

"What is it, you are!

One of the masked men screams.

"Shall I say, 'One who honors the witch of the sea dragon'?"

I stroked "The Face of the Sea Dragon Kelkattle," which covered my face.

Just right to hide your face. Let's get permission from Illis later. 'Crude' means' the right to use the face of a sea dragon to protect personal information (privacy) '.

And I turn to the masked men.

"I am the one who wants to ask Rafilia-Grace for a job. Unlike you guys, it's legitimate (...)"

I said that as much as I could, and then I looked around the guild.

The sights of those in the Alliance are focused this way.

All right, nobody's noticed Leggy.

Leggy, who has become a person, is hiding under the table and heading to Rafilia's.

Leggy strokes Raphilia's leg. Raphilia, who was flabbergasted, became frightened. In the meantime, Leggy hands a small piece of paper from under her feet. Point at me.

I'm telling Leggy what to write.

"I'm the one I met in the hot springs. I want to get rid of the masked men and ask you for a job. If you believe me, I want you to talk to me. '

My face is hidden from your face, so Rafilia doesn't know. So even more Leggy says a word, blush.

Rafilia's face turns bright red.

What Leggy whispered was classified information.

This was a bet. That I know Illis and that I have met Rafilia. [M] It's a hot spring facility in Richelda, Hot Springs, to help you find out that you're an inadvertently mixed bather.

I had to tell her that I knew there were three moles lined up to the right of her navel.

".................. haha. Oh, that time..."

Rafilia and I got eyes on each other.

Rafilia snorted. You don't look angry. On the contrary, he's got a cheeky face. At least they don't seem to hate me.

Leggy turns to me and puts her finger up. And crawling under the table, to the corner of the room. Mix us up with the people who keep us away with their faces.

"Again, Mr. Rafilia-Grace, please"

I bowed my head towards Rafilia. [M]

Okay, from here on out, we're negotiating.

"I need your help. Can you help me with my work?

"Oh, uh... no."

"What is it you are! Are you kidding me, what's that face?!?"

Said the man in the mask, whispering the words of Rafilia.

"It's a sea dragon kelkattle mask, what is it?

I answered wearing the face of the festival. [M]

If these guys are visitors, it's possible they know my face. I want to hide who I am as much as possible. Besides, he's wearing a mask over there. It's not fair to even look at me this way.

"At all, are you going to be the hero of the sea dragon as well? You don't need to talk to a dubious guy like you in a mask, Rafilia-Grace!

"" Huh?

Me and Raphilia pointed to the masked men at the same time.

Behind the silver mask, the men open their eyes. I mean, you didn't think they'd say that.

"Wow, we are the Knights of Divine Life. Not like you."

"Are you Shinmeishiki?

I see Rafilia. [M] She shakes her head to the side. She doesn't seem to know either.

"Don't you know? It is currently the highest Quest Attack Rate party in this Ilgafa. This silver mask is a testament to being a member of the Knights of Divine Life. It's not like the face of a festival."

"Oh well. But I don't know you."

I saw Rafilia. [M]

"And... for once, I and Mr. Rafilia know each other. It's up to Mr. Raffilia to decide whether or not he's willing to negotiate in this state."

All we have to do is see if Raphilia will believe us.

In the hot springs... it wasn't a very good meeting.

"And I know. He's unforgettable to me."

"Is it okay to negotiate like this?

"Not at all.................. haha"

He's exhaling kind of hot.

Well, if that's all compression interviews, does it give you as much heat?

I thought Rafilia said she had money to go home. Well, then, under these conditions...

"The job I would like to ask of Mr. Rafilia is' anti-Elder Slime '. The detention time is long and about two hours. It will never be a battle. If you can provide me with the material to give to the slime for research, that's fine. The reward is 120 Arsha.

If you can convince me on these terms, you can help us. Rafilia-Grace "