Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

All of a sudden, let's talk about these stupid parents.

One day. Stupid Parent-A says this is what an old friend told him.

"The other day, when I took my son to work, he was unlucky there, and no, he was lucky enough to run into a Class A. I killed him instantly before he could harm my son, but that's when he told me." Dad, it's cool. "'and"

So proud to hear idiot parent B speak, idiot parent A went home in a fierce dash and told Las Bosses.

"Me too, my son told me I was cool!

It was a powerful dungeon. That's like claiming otherwise that you won't move the spot until you tell me it's okay.

said Lasbos, who was suddenly given such a dugout before dinner.

"Tell the fool to take the rest of the day off. Please, really. Seriously, I need you to take the day off."

Stupid parent a job is an adventurer. An adventurer is a shop for anything, so to speak, that takes on a wide variety of tasks, from demonic extermination to city chores, but the majority of those jobs are just like jumping into danger themselves.

To such a place, Lasbos teaches dumb parent A that he is sane to want to take the child, but he doesn't stop. I even wept to tell my son I was cool and begged Las Bosses.

"Please! You're right, Mullah! Let me get Ray to work. Later in life!

So, somehow sweet Russ boss shook his neck vertically reluctantly as he donned to the tearful persuasion of silly parent A.

─ ─ Conditionally, however.

That's why I'm leaving this village for the nearby city of Gabardi. It was a journey on Redik's shoulder, not using a carriage for some reason on the road, but let's put that aside.

I'm a child and I don't disobey what my parents say.

As such, I experienced it with such speed that I thought it was serious that my neck was about to be lifted, and while I vowed in my heart that I would report it to Las Boss later, I arrived at Gabardi.

The city of Gabardi is busy with a lot of people to say it's only morning. Unlike the village of Sierra, there are many people, and one child is likely to be trampled.

Through the streets showing such a bustle, I was taken to a place like a liquor store on a wide open street.

"Come on, we're here. This is where my father works."

"Oooh! Big!

Special, activates "Energetic Hatsura Kids and C," while still playing a reaction-rich kid, while showing the whole building to the eye.

After all, it looks like this worn out liquor-like place is called the Alliance. It says on the guild and the run-down sign. Overall, the building is old and run-down, but nice and atmospheric. It feels like the season is in.

Am I gonna work here someday, too?

"Uh-huh."

Dad opens the Alliance gate with me on his shoulder. And when I greeted him lightly, as he was accustomed to, the adventurers who noticed his voice returned a greeting to his father.

"Good morning, Mr. Redick"

"Do you have a job today?

"Tell me your sword again."

In that way, there are many young adventurers who come to speak to each other intimately. No, overall, the number of adventurers as old as my father is small, and the appearance of the young adventurers stands out.

I remember when my mother told me about my father's work.

Adventurer's work is a dangerous one. A lot of people die every year, he said. So maybe a limited number of people will come who can be adventurers until the age of their father.

If you're going to make it work, you'd better be safe, and some people will be dead by then.

Thinking about it, my father, who usually doesn't go to work and daunts at home, may actually be pretty strong. From the moment I instantly killed the demon I was about to be killed, I thought so thinly, but when I look at the adventurers who have gathered about some idol, I still think so.

Surrounded by young adventurers, each and every one laughs luxuriously, his father returning his words. Looking down at it from the top, I noticed a female adventurer walking over here with a different figure.

Unlike other adventurers' outfits such as just saddled from initial equipment skin to iron, which is as young as anything else I've seen in the game, a woman wearing lightweight but well-shined leather clothing with surprisingly braided equipment with stiff looking scales on her chest and hands. The lower back has a slightly longer sword, which I can tell at a glance is an adventurer, but with a neat face and a big chest. Normally beautiful.

"Mr. Redick, is that the son you mentioned a moment ago?

"Ouch. You look good to me, don't you?

Where is it?

You're covered in facial scratches. I haven't seen the mirror yet, I don't know my face, but I can't believe the wound is inherited.... I'm a little afraid of the other world.

"Heh heh, Mr. Redick is also a total parent idiot. Can I hold you?

"Oh, good."

I was softly put in my hand under my arm and put down from my shoulder, I was handed like a bag and I was hugged with both hands.

I resent the cold breasts that hit the tip. Shall I peel it off?

I was thinking of something inner or guessy, but thanks to my acting skills, I didn't even see fine dust like that, and I was laughing so hard.

"Whoa, whoa! What's your name?

"Ray."

"Ray, huh? Nice name ~"

"Hey, what about you?

"Me? I'm Shara. Shara, call me sister."

Let me not hesitate to call you.

"Is that your son, Redick? I'm glad I don't look like you."

"Oh, my gosh, the hairy one."

And I heard a wild, low voice, and I looked up... there was a monster.

"Hih...!

Pathetically, I screamed small. At the end of that gaze was the beast man covered in black hair. Two dog teeth sticking out of his mouth. Golden eyes giraffed like wolves who found their prey.

A normal kid would cry if he saw it. Being a namesake, I reproduced it brilliantly and took frightening manoeuvres, but I didn't feel scared because of my dreams or because of my prior knowledge.

But my tricks, where the actor skills I acquired a few years ago continue to be honed on a daily basis, were so much too much to fool my basic sweet father's eyes, he opened his mouth so loud that his father yelled.

"Oikola, Urkel! You must be scared of Ray on your tough side! You, when you show up in front of Ray, fuck you so Ray can smile just watching you!

"Mmm..."

My father, who says unscrupulous inside, but does have a tough face, the Beastman man honestly followed his father's words and pulled into a room marked Guild Chief's Office in the back.

What? That guy, was he the guild leader?

I questioned it, pointing to the room where the beast man pulled in, and I asked.

"Father, who is that guy?

"Yeah? Is that the hairy one? He is, Urkel, the guy who was the leader of the party where my father and mother were. Well, now I'm the guild leader in this guild, and I'm stuck in a chair."

Heh, is he the one who was the leader of my dad's party? Well, not only is it tough, but it seems strong. How dare you be a guild leader?

And at that time, with the sound of the door of the guild chief's chamber opening, a voice was heard to speak to his father in his explanation.

"No misleading explanations, Redick. Guild leaders aren't flirting with chairs."

Mr. Urkel's face, which came out saying such a thing, had an octopus-like mouth with a face depicting a dumb face. Different details, but close to a little bit.

………………

The surrounding adventurers close their mouths together and pretend they don't notice anything. Sister Shara laughed bitterly or she was smiling, and I apologized in my heart that I was sorry.

Among other things, only my father...

"Damn, yes! Nice, that! For you on the tough side, it's the best protective gear!

I was laughing. My father, I think he's rude.

Dad, under a cool big op, we got an A-rank equivalent of Warcraft Crusade request, and we left the city, and we were on a whole plain towards the mountain where the Warcraft was going down.

To the destination mountain, there can't be regular carriage flights out, so it's a walking trip, but I'm not shouldered like I was earlier and I'm walking on my own feet. Instead, she was drawn and spoiled by Sister Shara, who was almost forcibly taken because she was her father's most apprentice.

"Ray, you got candy?

"Yes!

"Yes, lick and eat well"

Apparently, the child-loving Shara sister was fooled by my bruises and cuteness, just like her parent idiot A, and her cheeks were loose on Funyahunya.

Why are all the adults in this world so choosy? I don't feel like I could easily scam you. I'm very worried.

Well, my mother's pretty solid, so it doesn't seem like she's going to be fooled, except for my father, who's serious and foolish.

"─ Here's the operation, Urkel. Find the target of the request first. So, if I find him, I'll smash him to death. You and Shara put Ray's safety first, Ray watching my fight second, and your lives third."

"... Redick, you're not for a party leader"

The Alliance Master, who had been forced to take her as well as Sister Shara, showed a bare gesture of headache. Of course I feel the same way.

My dad is a basic idiot, so it's tough around him. The same is true of today, but he is a free man who lives at the thought of the basic occasion. Around getting involved, there's a lot of hard work.

... Damn, he's a burning father to take care of. Let me show you one thing, Mr. Urkel, who's struggling, that I'm not just a kid to be protected.

"Sister Shara, I want to fight demons."

".................. Huh? With demons?"

Sister Shara, who was fuzzy, solidified for a moment, grinned like trouble and asked back.

Besides, I'll take the sword of love from the house.

"Look, I have a sword."

"Wow, wow! It's been used a lot. Your father taught you?

"Yeah! So I want to fight demons!

"Uh..."

Sister Shara, who laughed bitterly at me for playing the innocent child, asked her father, who was talking to Mr. Urkel, for help after stuffing the words for a few seconds.

"Mr. Redick, Mr. Redick. Ray says he wants to fight demons..."

"Oh? You're asking me that on purpose? I feel sorry for you as a master."

"For Redick, isn't that a decent answer? Shara, that won't be necessary to ask us."

"Ugh... sorry"

Sister Shara, who shombolishes.

She has a father like that...

"There's absolutely no way I'd disagree with what my son wants to do. Sure. Okay."

"Eh ⁉"

Sister Shara raised her voice of amazement. Next to that, hold your temples down again, Mr. Urkel, who endures a headache.

"That kid just turned 3, didn't he? Are you sure, Mr. Redick?

"Tochi what are you crazy about, you. What are you gonna do if she gets hurt?"

Two people trying to stop my dad, who said stupid like that, but my dad ignores it and sits down in front of me.

"Ray, are you fighting the demons?

"Yeah."

"Well, that's my boy. But whoever's going to kill him now, Ray's body is hardly going to attack him, Deke. So will you put up with the guy around here?

If you were big, what the hell were you going to let them fight you for? I nodded as I put such endless questions to my heart.

That's how my father, Sister Shara, started looking for affordable prey.

"No, no, no, no, no, do you really want me to fight ⁉ ●"

"Absolutely. I do everything I can to respond to what my child wants to do. That's what parents do."

"Shara, I wouldn't listen to this guy if I told him for a long time. Just make sure we don't let Ray get hurt."

"Ha, well, right..."

reluctantly convinced by Mr. Urkel's words...... no, sister Shara how she gave up. Whatever you say seems futile.

But it's also true that you don't seem very convinced. Before I was forced to end, and when I found something more affordable with my spatial skills, I pulled my father's hand and pointed.

"Can I do that?

"Hmm? Oh, that's goblin. Nice find. All right, come on, Ray."

"Yeah!"

Once I got permission, I ran towards Goblin, who was hiding in a bush a few hundred meters away.

"Hey, Mr. Redick, not if you're looking good and dropping me off! Ray, he's gone. ⁉"

"Ha......!

"Shara, leave that fool alone. Let's go."

"Ah, yes!

I hear three people behind me rushing to chase me. As it is, it could end halfway through.

When I stop at quite a distance, I turn to the goblin and hold my hand.

"Fireball!

Primary magic 'fireball'.

It's just magic that creates a sphere of fire and strikes it at the enemy. Because it is elementary, it consumes less magic and is the magic I am best at right now.

When I used to run away from home, I held back the consumption of magic and took warfare as physical, but magic finally caught up with me. The new healing and spatial magic skills and even the evolution of 4-attribute magic skills greatly increased the Magic Correction value.

Somewhat, even if you bottom-up the power, you don't have to worry about your magic depleting quickly.

"" "Become...!

I lost my footsteps behind my back, and instead I fired a fireball at the two goblins I had three, even as my father scratched at the stunning voice I heard. And, like chasing that fireball, he runs his legs again and packs the distance all at once.

I pull the wooden sword down on my hips with my right hand and cut the wind. The left hand points forward and manipulates the fireball with magic manipulation.

I don't need a hand or anything, but it's easier to use by being conscious when you move magic ahead of your hand in this way. Well, conversely, that means you're still proficient in magic manipulation.

With something like 50 meters left, Goblin finally realizes this one, he roars with Gugaya somehow, but I don't mind it, letting the fireball land on the two bodies that were behind him.

"Gga⁉"

"You can afford what you can afford."

Two goblins swallowed by fireballs and rolling the ground. The moment the goblin that was before it deflected his attention from the two bodies behind him, he accelerated at once and entered the goblin's nostalgia.

"Gga!"

My face, higher than my head, was ugly and distorted, and my nails swung down. In contrast, when I got off track by tapping a wooden sword into Goblin's elbow joint, I jumped up the knee to the stepping stone, and when I saw a magnificent flying knee kick, I immediately kicked my chest and jumped up with my reverse leg.

Recently acquired aerial acrobatics - commonly known as aerobatics. Aerial killings like this are now a treat.

"Gah......!

Goblin, who leaned back on his upper body greatly, breaks down his system and begins to fall to the ground. As I followed it, so did my body.

"It's over."

Swing down the sword you have swung up in the air, according to the timing of your landing.

Bagging a dull sound, the goblin, whose head was turned into a sandwich between the ground and the wooden sword, gave a small interrupter and, like the other goblins who burned out, left only the demonic stone and disappeared into a black one.

I saw it and then, like paying for the goblin's blood, I waved the wooden sword back to my hips.

"Is this what I am now?"

Outreach, same as before. No, I just got to be able to finish with a magic shot, is it growing?

Well, either way, it seems to put three shots in your lowest goblin opponent, like your strength and arm are still there or something?

But the purpose seems to have been fulfilled in full.

"That's me and Mullah's son!

"... wow. My 3 year old... even though he is the weakest, demon... you have hope for the future! No, it's too promising!

"... this is what happens to children born of two S-class adventurers..."

Proudly chested father. Sister Shara screams with excitement. And Mr. Urkel, who looks frightened somewhere.

I praised the three of them so much that they stinked after this.

Now, after destroying Goblin without difficulty, I was taken to the real Warcraft Crusade, feeling a little better when my fathers spattered me.

The destination, as I said earlier, is a nearby mountain. The mountain is a swarm of demons and a place where many other dangers lurk. So people in this world tend to instinctively avoid entering mountains and such. If you leave the basic city, it's usually the kind of world where demons walk around, but mountains and such seem to be different.

The mountains are rich in nature, so there are many places to hide. So there are many things that are subject to predation, not just small animals.

Then nature and the predators, put here, gather creatures such as carnivores, demons and warcraft. Of course there will be strife in it, and the strongest of them will stand at the top of the food chain. Whether it is a mountain or not, it can be said elsewhere, but simply a pyramid of the food chain can be created in which there is a greater number and the stronger ones reign at the top for that matter.

And the object of this crusade is exactly that. Sounds like a warcraft reigning at the top of this mountain. Anything recent, you said you lived out in this mountain and happened to cow ear this mountain?

To such a horrible warcraft, only three. No, my dad seems willing to try alone, but is it okay to fulfill it?

Sure, Dad, he's beyond my measurable level. But is he really okay with being one father who gobbles at home everyday and occasionally starts doing something thoughtful? Anxiety is endless.

But I seem to be the only one on this scene with such anxiety.

"Nevertheless, I've never seen a child who could use magic at the age of 3"

"Damn, I've never seen it before, either! I knew Mullah had taught me, but I didn't think it was until I could take down Goblin. That's my son. Hold on to my blood."

"You idiot. Whatever you think, it will be Mullah's blood. She's been blessed with magic for a long time."

I don't feel nervous about…

If you ask me, my father and mother seem to be both S-class adventurers, and maybe I don't have anything to worry about.

On my mother's terms, as an escort, the two Shara sisters are following me, in case that doesn't happen.

"Still, don't you two know it's too much? Sure, this kid is brilliant, but over-projecting power can sometimes give rise to flaws."

"Ha, if you smash it like that, that would be it. You've been thin for a long time. Strong and troublesome. It's not the world. There will be the opposite."

"... don't you ever say something serious."

"Wolse, sometimes it's extra"

No, occasionally, I think.

"Haha, but if it's Mr. Redick's son, I'm convinced. I've never seen Mr. Reddick pinch before."

"Damn, yes! I don't remember either!

Well, my dad still seems pretty strong. There will be no adventurers who have never been in a pinch in their lives.

... and I thought.

"I didn't know you were so stupid... Shara, this man can't even understand his predicament. You must have forgotten you were dead anyway."

"haha... it seems possible..."

Apparently, he's just stupid. I admire that you've often forgotten that you even hung on death.

But it would be true that my father is strong. The current soothing atmosphere tells the story. You're an idiot, even though you say you're an idiot, I guess the two of you stay as usual because you trust your father from the bottom of your heart.

When I thought so, my cheeks loosened unconsciously.

But as I admonish its loosening, things change.

─ ─ Pita.

…………

All of a sudden, my father's leg stopped to take the lead. Following that, Mr. Urkel, I stopped in a rugged face with Sister Shara, and two hands were knocked out of my way.

Spooky tranquility, like the trees around you have fears.

All you can hear is the sound of birds standing on their sides and the sound of trees swinging.

Rising tension. I was impressed by the atmosphere and tightened my loose cheeks.

Standing in front of me like that, paying attention to the left and right, Mr. Urkel. Meanwhile, Sister Shara looks back, in the form of a pinch between me, and leaves her back with Mr. Urkel.

And my father...

─ ─ Gwwww!!!

A huge shadow that swept down the tree and stomped on it and gently represented itself. He opened his crocodile-like, large jaw, bishly laid with large, thick fangs that could easily bite even the rocks off, to show off, and shouted fiercely.

"Huh...!

The roar shivers the air and slaps his whole body. Fitting into that voice, I shook my body at the emotions that gushed from the depths of my body, as if it were in my intimidating skills.

─ ─ This guy, no.

The apex of the food chain. Once upon a time in the world, it was a carnivore.

Lions, white bears, tigers.

In a betty way, is it around here?

But if we throw those guys in here, we instantly wipe them out, or turn them into objects of predation. There was such a monster in front of us that I couldn't say enough.

The guy who showed up before us was an essential part of the fantasy world - a dragon.

I don't even have to compare.

The giant body far surpasses the carnivore of the earth. Big fangs and nails that were in that giant. Plus, wings that allow for flight.

It is no longer beyond the dimension in which the living man enemies. What the hell does that lead ball mean if there was an iron cannon here? I just want a tank at least.

In front of such an opponent, my father stands without pulling out his sword and without letting it be slight. On the contrary......

"Ha ha, you have enough to fall short of expectations. You haven't even grown up yet, Little Dragon."

The beginning and end of what I would say is a hassle of expectations.

"Idiot, if Chenglong is near a city like this, it's the level at which the country moves. Were you going to challenge such a monstrous opponent with children?"

"Stupid bastard, they'll burn better if they're strong."

That's not what I'm talking about, Dad...!

I just figured it out. You're crazy!

I was freaking out, to be honest. Pressure and presence different from those of the goblins. And he was overwhelmed by the majestic landscape of the absolute strong.

But on the other hand, neither my father, who stands before me in grandeur and royalty, nor Mr. Urkel, who puts a dragon in front of him and puts a vigilant eye around him, see any fright in the eyes of Sister Shara's three.

"─ Well, let's get started, lizard."

I laughed invincibly and my father pulled the knife out. Moments later, a caged roar of hostility broke out and a mighty arm shook down.

Dogoowo!

The mountains trembled. It was not a metaphor, but the trees rocked their leaves at the impact of that blow, and the earth trembled with the sound of the earth. The place where the blow was swept down was covered in heavy earthly smoke, blocked from sight, and yet covered as if an explosion had occurred.

When I realized I was being held by Sister Shara and flying in the sky. I could barely catch up with my eyes and only understand afterwards what had happened. I was nailed to the dirt smoke that blew up under my eyes.

"Huh...!

I didn't mean to hit you directly.

I took a breath and stared desperately. Then the brown, cloudy air turns and burns red and red.

"Isn't it dangerous? What will you do if the stone rubble flies on Ray, lizard?"

The sword was on fire. The mighty arm that is accompanied by that sword shudders with a pull, clearly reflecting itself as if it were losing to the power of its father.

"That's why I said it's not a quest to bring a child"

"Shut up, I won't let you do it anymore, I'll be fine"

Supported and landed by Sister Shara, I was flabbergasted by two people who normally converse with one hand supporting the dragon's arm.

"Wow, I'm looking at you, Ray."

My father stood on his own feet. That's what he told me, and when he laughed, he disappeared like some day.

At the next moment, there will be a tremendous slashing sound and blood will blow out of the dragon's hand like a fountain.

Grrrrrr!

A dragon who lost his forefoot and lost his balance falls to the ground, screaming.

"Eat it, Scarlet Flame!

The voice was heard from overhead. In my eyes I accidentally raised my face, heat emitted like the sun or jumped in, and the heat emitted from the red and burning sword scorched my eyes.

With a fever of envy.

A vortex of fire fired from a sword swept down. It wraps the whole body of a dragon, burns its body and goes wild. A dragon screaming at the pain of being burned all over his body scratches his feet to get away with it, but his hands and feet were already about to turn to ash.

After losing sight of my father, it was almost a flash of events and I didn't know what had happened.

But that's when I found out.

The potential of people.

Where people can reach it.

And there's a possibility for me, too.

"Cool, Dad!

That was heartfelt. As much as my father knew he had brought me here to make me say those words, and I didn't care, I was so excited about the sight that burned in my eyes, I was screaming.

"This is it... I wanted to hear this word"

My father looks so impressed, he looks up at the sky and squeals. In those eyes, even thin tears won't be my fault.

"Ha ha... That's Mr. Redick's son... Normally I think I would cry if I showed him something like this..."

"Than that, Redick. You know how precious dragon material is! I burned them all, and now I won't be able to recover the material!

Neither Sister Shara's groaning voice nor Mr. Urkel's angry words seemed to reach Redick, who received his father's cool words.

-------.

At that time, I thought I heard voices inadvertently.

A voice that doesn't belong to my fathers, but sounds familiar for some reason.

I looked back unexpectedly and ran out unconsciously myself.

"Oh, hey, Ray!

Ignoring the voice of my father, who rushed out to stop me, I overcame the carcass of a burnt-out dragon and reached for the bush ahead of me.

Then the gutters and bushes swayed, and at the next moment a black object popped up.

"Pi."

It was a dragon.

On a black body, a body small enough to get on your hands. Its body has a sticky liquid, and its vain, powerless eyes are like falling asleep.

"Pi?"

On his hands, a small young dragon tilted his neck with cotton. That looks as if you care about me in a grumpy way...

What to do...... so cute.

I was totally hit by the trick.

So I looked back with that little dragon in my hand and spoken naturally.

"Can I keep this kid?

Will you have a dragon that will be like an earlier dragon?

I wondered what he was talking about, but my father's answer to that was...

"─ Of course."

For my favor, my father was instant.