Cursed Sword Master

The Adventurer Alliance didn't have any particular errands. I just came by to see how things were going because I hadn't seen my face in a while, but I don't have a problem with the minute there's a change in the right direction.

Because I came here, I checked all the requisitions, which were significantly more than the first time, and I thought that my reading skills were activated and the request was difficult to read. That's just inconvenient. This... Can't you switch it on and off?

"What have you done? Dear Souzillow,"

"Yeah, I have a request form..."

Sistina nods when she looks at me and speaks up in front of me.

"That's that skill. Shall I read it out?

"I don't necessarily have to read it myself, so if Sistina doesn't have something to look at and care about... I thought I'd just try one before I do."

I close my eyes so I can easily imagine what I'm going to try now.

The magic of this world depends on magic and image. And that magic is one of my skills. Then it's no surprise that my reading skills can be turned on and off depending on the image.

Close your eyes and at the same time imagine an image of my constantly activated reading skills… I guess the easiest thing to imagine is a scene illuminating the light from your eyes. An image that can cover the light-emitting part of that light with a filter that only blocks light.

Slowly, firmly, solidify the image in your head and then open your eyes slightly. It's easy for me to imagine growing up on Earth because it's like wearing sunglasses.

".................. yeah, I can read it normally. Skills can be turned on and off."

Until now, in my sight, something like the sincerity of the person who wrote the letter on the requisition had appeared on top of the requisition.

That was... what a disgusting view if two sheets per sheet in some disgusting circumstance that the vessel and contents didn't match still so densely.

That's what I can read that's normally written now. I feel very good. I think I can read books in this world.

Close your eyes one more time to try and turn on your skills...... yeah, I can. Turn off reading through your eyes on the requisition form in that state. If you turn off all the reading itself at this time, you won't be able to read the letters either, so the trick is to turn it off with an image that only hangs filters.

Review the requisition again in normal condition and strip about two of the requisitions you were interested in.

"Dear Souzillow, are you going to take the request?

"No, I won't take it. I'm planning on even going up the tower today."

I give it to the receptionist who laughs when I go to the counter with two requisitions.

"That's an order for a request. Allow me to confirm the requisition...... request for escort of the merchant fleet and transport of supplies, right?... eh, this request, each destination is in the opposite direction, but really take it..."

I gently lift up my hands to block the receptionist's words from doing my job.

"I'm sorry, it's not an order for a request. These two requests are strange, so I thought I should ask my client to double-check the contents..."

"What does that mean?

Ooh... the receptionist's face that doesn't always break my smile looks just a little nervous.

"Yes, I pinched it a little in my ear...... I've decided that this escort request is for a young woman, and I'm designating a young woman adventurer, but apparently I'm using the request to plan something good for that escort woman adventurer. And this transport request, apparently, is trying to mix some nasty stuff in the supplies that we carry and use the adventurer as a hauler."

"Huh?..."

I wonder what the hell you're talking about if you try being a receptionist. This guy would feel like But if there is such an incident and it becomes public, it will hurt my trust in the Alliance, which has penetrated because of it. Your guild rating is still in jeopardy.

"I think that if you are a request for escort, you should tighten up your client once by checking to see if there really are any young female escorts, etc. If you're transporting, pretend to take the request and seize your luggage. I don't think you can get away with it if you catch the client. Tell Mr. Will that's what Fujinomiya said."

I tell that to the confused receptionist and he leaves the reception.

"Did you just get caught up in your reading skills? If we work this out, we might get a higher rank again."

Even he leaves the guild and asks while Fluorescent slightly raises his mouth angle on his way to the tower.

"Now that I can adjust my reading skills, I can see for myself the difference between letters and sincerity. The request belongs to an Alliance official, but the signed part of the client seemed self-appointed, so I saw some weird sincerity there. I only pulled out the request and gave it to him. If I had no business, I could have helped you solve it..."

"Even the guilders seem to be hiring a few trusted handlers as dedicated adventurers these days."

"Oh! That's Sistina. You know very well."

I knew because I get regular reports of a lot of things from cherry blossoms, but Sistina is not always on the spot, so unless you heard it from cherry blossoms separately, it should be the information I got myself. I can't fool around with the ability to gather information about Samurai festivals.

In fact, some of those skilled adventurers don't exclusively have the face of "The Sword Saint's Apprentice," but they name it like a contractor. Well, they're in the highest rank in the Alliance today, and names alone will help, and their power now will allow them to handle some rubbing without any problems.

"I see. Give them the track record and experience..."

"Sort of. That's what I mean when I say good-looking, but it was actually a hassle..."

I had decided to go to the tower today, and I don't want to do anything else, even though we're all willing. So far, no evil has happened. If that's about it, you won't have a problem leaving it to the guild led by Mr. Will.

"Hehe, that's good, Souzillow. You're motivated... I look forward to seeing how far you can go just today"

"Ha ha, please be gentle, Fluorescent"

"Then can we start today with about six layers?

Think a little about Sistina's question. I've been to the entrance to the eight tiers with my disciples before, so it's possible to start with the eight tiers... but I guess the only wolf that's evolved yet has only fought in the low tiers. Well, I guess it would be fine if we were here.

"One wolf, from eight levels. Does it look okay?

'I have no problem with that. My lord, we haven't encountered enough enemies to fight with all our might since we evolved.'

I took him to the low tier a few times to collect walls, but surely I could afford it...

"So shall we go from eight layers thoughtfully? Hotaru, can you tell me as soon as one of us thinks this hierarchy is a little dangerous?

"Fine. Soujiro is motivated by this. Let's just say I take a good enough margin and judge."

Did you get to the tower of Zatil while you were saying that all the time? All right, so do you want to go with me? It's also for snow that I head to the tower with so much temper... I can't convey my feelings at all from the knife on my hips. Ugh, silent or hated or annoying... I've never had a kid who couldn't read this much.

But if we can talk about it, we'll know a lot. Besides, if it was snow, which was the sword of General Manager Okita, he might be able to tell us the story of the new group at the end of the shogun, which recently began to interest him, in a raw voice.

But that's amazing. Now I can't tell the truth about history until it's literature... because it's a knife, but I can ask people who lived at the time. Well, from what I've heard, I just wonder if I was alone in this world. It's the truth that doesn't end up in the world.

All right, let's move on to eight levels.

Mr. Hotaru looks back at us in front of the eight-story door in the lobby.

"Yes."

Sistina nods with a magic break in her hand.

'It's always okay. Fluorescent Palace. "

(i) The wolf answers with a loose tail shaking.

I don't think I look like a reliable member and I'm going to tremble. I also snorted firmly with my hands on the flash slash and snow I put on both hips.

"Okay. Shit."

Three of us and one head just go into the eight tiers.

As a matter of policy, we will proceed towards the main room, dealing first with only demons blocking the path. The goal is to find a hierarchy that matches our current strengths and hunt there while checking the quality of the Demon Stone.

When you go out to the waiting room, you must first check the placement of the demon using Fluorescent Signal Detection in conjunction with the olfactory sensation of a single wolf.

Fluorescent sign detection is an excellent ability to see beyond the wall if it is at some distance, but sometimes even if it goes straight to the demon, it can't hit the wall and proceed because it doesn't know the way.

But if you add a wolf's sense of smell here, you'll see the closest demon you can find where you can trace the smell. In other words, we can identify the location of the demons to be traced in the shortest possible time.

Not much use if getting to the main room is a priority, but less loss of travel and efficiency for combat purposes.

'This one is close. My Lord.'

"I see, on the contrary, that means we're going to be a long way down the route."

They've got the results of Fluorescent and the one-wolf enemy. The tower is surprisingly large, so many adventurers seem to waste a lot of time wandering around looking for demons, but we don't have to worry about it.

"All right, this way. Then let's go for the main room while we hunt demons."

A member who nodded at my words leaves the waiting room. At the end of the day, I felt uncomfortable trying to leave the room too.

"Is that it? Sistina. Eight levels here, right?"

"Yes, indeed, the lobby door was marked with an '8'"

Yeah, that's right. The countless doors present in the lobby are the same as the highest reaching hierarchy. And the door looks the same, and I can't tell the difference, so I hang the number tag of the hierarchy on the door with a posterior attachment. If you ask me, it was definitely '8'...

"What are you doing, Souzillow? Let's go."

Ma, look. We need to focus for now.

"Okay. I'm going now."

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"A wolf! Turn around behind your back!

"Yes, my lord."

The Lord of the Eight Hierarchies was a typical oak, being among the Lord who arrived as he defeated Sakukukukuku and the Demons of the Eight Hierarchies. Well, I was over two meters tall, so it's a lot bigger than what I imagined when I was on Earth.

I don't know if this size is standard or predominant, but it's actually quite creepy to see a two-legged walking demon with a pig-head. The Lord here is' Oak Squad Leader (Cap) 'for a simple appraisal, so I guess he's superior to a regular oak.

The little fat demon, whose stomach swung a big stick, continues to attack Sistina, who takes the tag in the front, but Sistina, with her magic broken, calmly strikes. One wolf quickly turning backwards at my behest in that gap sharpens the calf of Captain Oak.

Bubbhi!!

The hammer part of Sistina's demon break hits him hard on the side of the head of the Oak Squad, who was scraped off his leg and accidentally backed by that pain.

Guva!

"Dear Souzillo!

"Copy that!"

A completely rallied Oak squad leader falls toward me, with a sword and a sword, I fall in. I slashed off the Oak squad leader's disturbing right arm with a flash slash on his left hand, and at about the same time pierced the Oak squad's throat with snow on his right hand.

Captain Oak is scared for a moment! and back steps to pull the snow right out so you don't get caught up in a falling oak squad leader because you seem to have trembled and desperate. And squad leader Oak falling in front of me.

"Okay, okay. Eight tiers is fine, we're going up there."

Fluorescent snorts satisfactorily watching our battle. I hear our battle was at its full point.

"My Lord."

In doing so, Captain Oak's body was absorbed into the tower. He recovered the demonic stone that had been left behind by a single wolf.

"Demon Stone Rank: G +"

Eight hierarchies, but still G... other demonic stones were H and G. Zatil has a very low rate of increase in difficulty every time it goes up one tier because it is high. Raytalk is probably better, and enemies are stronger in the same hierarchy.

"Thank you One Wolf. All right, let's go up."

(1) Throw the demon stone received from the wolf into the item box, and collect the stick of the oak that was still there, whether it was handling the drop. This stuff wasn't very good when there was no item box, but I couldn't take it.

By the way, this stick wouldn't be worth that much. Yet all I take deliberately is that I want to use more and more of the item boxes that I have made because of them.

When we're done retrieving it, we ascend the stairs that appear in the middle between the lords to the nine levels. If we go up here, we'll be on the first nine levels...

"Is that it?"

"What have you done?

When I ascend the stairs and enter the waiting room on the ninth floor, I notice the identity of the discomfort I felt on the eighth floor.

"You know, there was always a number for the hierarchy on this front wall up in the hierarchy, right?

Yes, when I always went up the hierarchy, there was a big indication of '3' if there were three levels on the front wall. When the floor changes on Earth, it is normal to have an indication, and I didn't particularly care about it, but I feel uncomfortable with boulders when I run out of what I've had before.

"No... I've never seen..."

Of course there's no reason for Sistina to lie.

"What, you've never seen it?

"Yes."

"What about fluorescence?

"I've never seen anything like it."

Fluorescent doesn't attach much importance to it, or it's appropriate to reply because of it while detecting signs. Well, I sure don't mind if I say there's no hierarchical display...

I'll take a closer look at the walls around where there was a hierarchical display, but it's no different than the other walls. There's just a wall that feels strange like brick wood.

Sistina approaches behind me as I twist my neck as I stroke the wall, and she calls me, um...

"Is it possible that it's because you're out of reading skills?

Ah!... well, I do keep my readings off in the guild now. And that's the only difference (...) from before.

"That's it! Thanks, Sistina."

Quickly close your eyes and turn on reading, then... open your eyes. Yeah, I can see it. The letter '9' firmly.

"What do you say? Your husband."

"Yeah, I can see... I mean, I can read it exactly.... I guess that means"

"What does that mean?

"Perhaps only a small part of the pattern on this wall is a meaningful letter? Sistina, do you have anything to write about?

"Ah, yes. I try to keep all the items in the item box that I might use somewhere."

With that said, Sistina got her hands inside her hip porch, a bunch of paper in this world like Japanese paper and a conte called Earth, oh conte is something I used in art class or something...... the one that did stiffen and compress shattered charcoal and wax with clay or something? What, but he gave me something that looked like it.

I write proper letters that say it's this world using things like ink. They use things like this contest when they take notes and stuff.

"That's Sistina, lend it to me for a second.... Turn off your skills once more... Turn on again... Turn off... Turn on..."

Write that shape by identifying a range of patterns representing 9 characters while turning on and off skills several times.

"Isn't this the form that stands for nine?

Show the written form while returning the paper and the contest. Sistina opens her mouth with a serious look at the paper I wrote when she turns it into an item box other than the paper she wrote.

"... If this is a number, do some of them represent letters?

"I didn't really care, but maybe there's a letter somewhere in the tower... next time I'll use my skills in the tower to give it a little thought"

"Yes...... but if there's even a letter, this time a lot of questions will come up again"

I know what Sistina's thinking. The tower will be repaired automatically even if scratched. Then the only thing that displays this number or letter on the wall is the tower itself… or the thing that manages the tower.

And why does the tower, or the thing that manages it, leave something like that...

"Souzillow, we're going because we've got a route."

"... yeah, I got it"

In any case, it is not the kind of story that can be immediately concluded, and in the future we will proceed with the search for the tower with caution around it. Let's just decide that.