Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Flam and gear glitter persist.

Don't stick your hand in a pile of iron scraps that emit a disturbing aura, it's not that one, or I'll repeat the scan worrying.

"What do you say, did you have anything that looked good?

Gadio, who was watching from behind, casually heard that.

"It's just a collection of A-rank adventurers, with all the intense gear inside"

"You seem worried enough for that."

"Epic gear would be nice anyway, I thought. See, this is what curse gear looks like."

In one example, Fram lifted his helmet and showed it to him.

Made of pitch-black metal, it's all discolored purple and the shape is slightly pungent.

"In the case of this helmet, it narrows my vision if I do because of its strange shape. Maybe that means a curse, too."

That said, she let the face guard of her helmet open and close on her back.

"Sure, the type of helmet that covers your face doesn't break up whether you like it or not. To a certain extent, if you can detect the target by the signs, the disadvantages will diminish."

"Because I haven't reached that zone yet."

Perhaps if the “feel” of his status goes up, he can also feel the signs he says.

To do this, we had to look for equipment that housed a stronger curse, and at least the helmet Flam currently has in his hand had no such power.

When I was put beside him that I didn't need a black helmet, I felt like I was trembling with resentment.

She doesn't want to go through with it and keeps searching for equipment to make her glasses come true on My Pace.

"Mmm, this is..."

What she pulled out was a wheel made of leather.

It has a belt-like fastening but is too small to wrap around your hips.

It is about the size of an arm or foot.

Unlike other gear, there is no appearance of blood or mysterious stains attached.

Flam, whose use didn't come pinned after seeing it, scans it to make sure of it.

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Name: Ugly Obsessed Leg Garter

Quality: Legend

[This Gear Reduces Your Magic Power by 131]

[This gear reduces your senses by 456]

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Aside from the name, it is a medium amount of stat increase for a small item that just wraps around the foot.

Flam placed only the leg garters elsewhere and continued his gear search.

The higher the quality below the mountain - which is also a strange story - the more user-friendly gear.

I also began to see the appearance of hiragana and epic quality, and I accidentally loosened the mouth of the flam.

Gadio has a subtle look as he watches her happily stick her hand in the heap of curse gear.

And eventually, Flam elected three pieces of gear from among the mountains, including an earlier leg garter.

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Name: Pain and Screaming Leather Belt

Quality: Epic

[This Gear Reduces Your Health by 363]

[This Gear Reduces Your Agility by 212]

[This gear reduces your senses by 749]

[This equipment takes away your resistance to poison]

[This Gear Amplifies Your Pain]

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It's just a double pin belt, made from dark leather, although it's a name.

After a moment, the color may be the result of dipping the belt in the blood - it doesn't even smell particularly weird, so Flam didn't think deeply.

To see the thickness and length, was it made for an application wrapped around the waist as a decoration rather than used to secure the trousers?

Rarity is free to go in and out because of the epic, but this belt shouldn't be a problem for everyday use.

Well, if you suddenly hear a scream from nowhere, as the name suggests, then you have to think about it.

"That gear, it has an enchant called" Amplify the Pain, "but are you okay with it?

Gadio asked Flam to make sure his body was in good shape as he turned his belt to his waist.

I don't really feel it, especially because I've worn it, but I'm sure I'm giving her some influence over the fact that Enchant exists.

Flam, by the way, slapped his hand on the stone floor.

Gosh, and the dull sound reaches Gadio's ears.

She seemed to tap it with considerable force, and her hands were turning red - but with the power of regeneration she would soon get back to normal.

And I replied after repeatedly opening and closing my hands.

"Sounds like you're flipping and not feeling too much pain"

Gadio unexpectedly frowns when he sees a flam of not much resistance to self-inflicted behavior.

"Don't be impotent because it doesn't hurt."

"I know, and it doesn't hurt at all."

That being said - Gadio was deeply anxious.

That was true during the battle with Dayne's men, but she tends to fight as she thrust herself into the enemy.

You need to touch the subject in order to use the magic of inversion, I guess it's also because of that.

Sure, I don't think the way she fights that she doesn't hate to get hurt herself is a threat if you try it against her.

Flesh is not a consumable.

If you have decent values, you don't imitate it in just one battle and lose it in vain.

I took the normal thinking of such an opponent backwards, exactly what Flam could only do... but anyway, it didn't seem like she was more wounded than necessary because of it.

I hope this enchant, which reduces the pain, doesn't lead to the worse - he is concerned.

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Name: Laughing Killer's Damascus Gauntlet

Quality: Epic

[This gear reduces your muscle strength by 1312]

[This Gear Reduces Your Magic Power by 674]

[This gear reduces your senses by 377]

[This equipment inflames your flesh]

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The next thing she wore, she had a slightly pungent design.

It is pointy as a murder weapon to the fingertips, and as an example, the color is black.

Is it called soul-eating, the metal that inhaled man's resentment and dwelled the curse, something that turns black?

Flam currently uses a blood-coated steel gauntlet, but will have to say goodbye when epic gear is available.

It's what I got when I just met Milkit, so I had a subtle attachment - if you think about it, an attachment to such a bloody dirty gauntlet, because it's a weird story.

Thinking about what's wrong with equipment you don't use anymore, Gadio said,

"Is that curse gear, too? If you don't need it, you can leave it there."

And he suggested it, so I decided to sweeten it to your words and leave it at the top of the mountain.

Just in case, "Thanks till now," he thanked me.

When the flam concentrates consciousness in his hands, the gauntlet disappears into particles.

And then, anew, a blue engraving appeared on the back of both hands.

It is as if it were one pattern, paired with the red engraving of a soul-eater floating in his right hand.

And for once, I also try to store the belt - the mark is engraved under the shirt, around the bottom of the heso.

Well, I don't have any apparent problems, so I don't have to deal with anything else.

When Flam unloaded his shirt, he manifested his belt again.

There are currently a total of five pieces of equipment she is wearing.

Taken together, the stats that have been raised by them...

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Muscle Strength: 1922

Magic: 1262

Health: 1587

Agility: 1167

Sense: 1723

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The substantial status of the flam was currently in this state.

A total of 7661, mid-level A-rank adventurers.

It goes without saying that even the power of inversion, the ability to regenerate, and knight swordsmanship (Cavaliers) there is considerable strength.

Compared to those days when Gene sold me as a slave, I'm not talking about the difference between cloud mud.

Fram himself felt his body lighten, his whole body full of magic, and his five senses sharpened.

"Uh, can I have the three I'm wearing now, then?

"Oh, do as you please. It's something I can't handle anyway. Cursed equipment tends to have larger numbers of increases and decreases than normal equipment. So it's troublesome, but it's convenient to be able to make the most of it."

"Well, that's the price."

Ordinary humans, the more they work out, the more their stats increase the more they fight.

But she doesn't have it.

You can handle curse gear, which sounds good, but you can't even fight F-rank monsters properly without actually using curse gear.

"If you're telling me my abilities are going to flip, I wish I had spent some time lazy and that would have made me stronger."

"The world isn't so sweet"

"I think it should be sweet. I won't hurt anyone."

To Fram's words, Gadio laughed lightly, "Huh,"

"Oh, not at all."

And I snapped somewhere worried.

◇ ◇ ◇

Out of the basement, just up the stairs, a little someone jumped into Gadio's chest.

"Dad, play!

It is Halom, whose selfish gauge has accumulated to its maximum.

From across the hallway, Keraina approached with a small run in her troubled face.

"Halom, it doesn't seem just awful to leave your mom alone in hide!

"You'll fool me. You too, Keraina."

"Ugh... I don't have a choice, if you ask me to whirl your eyes, it's the parents you can't say no to!?

Keraina roughed up her voice either to mislead her embarrassment.

"Hey, Paper, that's enough, right? You've already run errands with that guy, haven't you?

"Sure, but you'd be rude to your customers, Halom"

Gadio whispered as he stroked his head, but Harom's mood is unlikely to heal.

My presence seems to be causing family discord, and Flam is a bit of a bummer.

I'm sorry, Flam.

"Never mind, that's how much Mr. Gadio admires you"

Most importantly, Gadio wouldn't be honestly pleased with it.

I never hated Halom.

If she wasn't my best friend's child, and from the center of his mind, if a presence called Tia had retreated for me - maybe he also had the option of welcoming Keraina as his wife.

"Then it's time for me to spare you. 'Cause it's going to get in the way of the time of the regiment."

"Yeah, sister, are you leaving already?

Flam blinks repeatedly several times to an unexpected Halom reaction.

I assumed that I was not interested in myself because it was something I had barely been dealt with before.

"Your sister will play with you!

"This is Halom, you're in trouble. I'm sorry, Fram, my kid said something weird."

"No...... nothing, I don't mind. Won't you get in the way?

"That won't be there, rather it would help if you dated me a little"

When Gadio told me that, I couldn't hit him later.

In the end, Flam was drawn to Halom and taken to her private room.

Later, he was accompanied for plenty of hours to play, and by the time he turned down his invitation to dinner and left Gadio's mansion, it was starting to get dark outside.

◇ ◇ ◇

At home, Milkit will be waiting for his return.

Flam rushes for the West End so as not to be late for dinner.

"Oh, isn't that Mr. Flam"

But along the way, I was stopped by an unexpected person.

The man who called the name of Fram by mistake was a reach to meet him for a long time.

Relatively ruffled style with white shirt and black vest from above.

He probably even took a walk to see where he didn't have a squire and didn't have any luggage.

"To say you've come from the other side, maybe you've been to Mr. Gadio's mansion?

"Yeah, well... you said I knew Mr. Gadio"

"The story of living with Eterna Limbaugh reaches my ears. When I asked for the herb, I didn't think it was the hero Flam Apricot himself, but that's exactly what I'm noticing now. I didn't expect Mr. Flamm to keep quiet about such an important thing, either."

Reach said jokingly.

"Don't call me much of a hero or anything, because I've been useless"

"I don't know what's going on, but you're a hero enough to save my wife."

"Oh, speaking of which, how's your wife?

I haven't seen him since I gave him the herb I collected at Enicide.

The medicine should be ready, and if it is, it should already be working.

"Thanks to you, I'm on my way to comfort. It's like magic. My wife was delighted."

"Heh heh, can I laugh at that joke?"

"When I asked, I laughed unexpectedly, too. He said he needed medicinal herbs because he couldn't cure them with magic."

Of course, Leach's wife doesn't know anything about such circumstances.

For once, I am nailing anyone to never say anything about why the disease has healed.

Some parts are a little natural, but only his wife, a wise woman.

There won't be a slight slip in your mouth, just in case.

"Oh, Mr. Leach, this is a coincidence."

As Leach and Fram were talking, there was one woman interrupting.

The outfit is nothing short of flashy.

She weaves a red coat with fur and wraps around a dress with a number of large wheels of costumes.

The nails shine in seven colors, and the fingers are lined with a number of gold rings with large gems - the extreme is opal hair like a mixture of blonde, pink and water colors.

"Is Mr. Satyrs the one for the walk?

Leach asks her, with a smile, with two guards of a grisly man.

The look was clearly for sales, unlike the one directed at the flam.

This woman dressed in dark makeup, tight perfume and so much that she no longer fastened the prototype.

In fact, even Flam, who is not from Wang Du, is a celebrity who knows about his name.

Satyrs Françoise.

He runs several shops, so to speak, a commercial enemy of Reach.

Most importantly, thanks to the fact that they don't suffer much from the areas they deal with, they seem to have quite (...) good relationships.

At least to the extent that we can make each other smile and talk to the public when we face each other.

"Yeah, he said he'd change his mood once in a while. But that's how I get to meet Mr. Leach, so it's not a bad walk. By the way, is the slave standing there your belongings?

Satyrus' ruthless gaze is directed at Flam.

It's a human thing that completely overlooks slaves.

Fram is so used to it, but just because he's used to it doesn't mean he's uncomfortable.

Where she almost looked back by accident, the reach went in between.

"Damn, she's a very good adventurer, Mr. Satyrs"

"Oh, you look like a whole hip from what I've seen, don't you? You know how I asked you to do that?

"I don't know strength by appearance or numbers, at least I have full confidence in her"

The flam, which I don't remember doing that much, moves my feet and adjusts my standing position, even if it's a little awkward.

Even though I know it's a social dictionary, it still itches.

"Phew..."

A man about Leach - a little interested in the word - now observes to lick it from foot to face.

But I just looked all over her body and her gaze stopped moving, wrinkling between her brows and saying, "Hmm?" He gave me a bewildered look.

Perhaps you saw Flam's status on the scan.

Lined up there is a line of zeros.

"... if Leach says so much, he must be an excellent kid"

"Yeah, he's very dependable."

"If it's not Mr. Leach's belongings (...), I thought it wasn't a bad face and a lot of use, but I guess I'll have to give it up."

"... Usage?

Flam tilts his neck.

What the hell is Satyrus talking about and what was he going to use slaves for?

It's a race with a distorted humanity, better not get too close.

Flam guessed so intuitively.

"Oh, I wonder if there's a pretty slave falling somewhere...... Mr. Leach, would you introduce me to a good boy?

"Because I'm a non-slave doctrine"

"Oh yeah? That's a waste. Hey, there's nothing else you can do that's so user-friendly. Yes, let's go to the market together next time, and in fact, Mr. Advertising Reach might enjoy it."

That being said and laughing lusciously, she turns her back and leaves the spot.

Until I couldn't see that appearance, there continued to be a high-flying laugh of "ho ho ho" around me.

When he made sure she was gone, Flam dropped his shoulder and sighed.

"That one, it's Satyrs Francoise, isn't it? Well, there's a chance he's different from the East Side."

"As you can see, she's a fox with a bad taste."

Flam unwittingly faces the poisonous words out of Reach's mouth.

"Li, it's somewhat unusual for Mr. Leach to say that"

"It's so much I can't even see it. Apparently, he owns a store about clothing and books, but he's in dirty business with dark contractors behind him."

You really hate her, Leach even gave up making a smile.

"If you know that much, can you press charges?

"Of course it's got an investigation, and there's just enough evidence to charge you. But as you can see from running a bookstore, she is strongly connected to the church. As it is now, it will be Othi who will be wiped out. They'll do it fine, in some cases I might be erased."

Fram agreed from the bottom of his heart.

Indeed, a church would relentlessly kill even if it were the president of the Mancassie store.

"You know more about the church."

"For us the Church has long been a tatter above our eyes, having rebelled with herbal entanglement since our predecessors, or still being spoken of by commerce"

The Church's evil deeds are not limited to nothing but research.

Prioritize our own convenience, even if it can only be negative for people's lives.

He should have made more money without the church, and could have pleased more people - the merchant who thinks so, he shouldn't be alone.

Still, the absence of merchants who stand out and rebel means that the Church is so powerful.

"So Satyrus' bad taste preference is also missed. As a matter of fact, until recently, she had a relationship with an untrue slave trader. They were buying illegal slaves from there."

"Ha... how could you not bother using a regular route?

Slavery itself is not illegal.

Human beings who have taken the steps to become slaves are allowed to be trafficked in the slave market recognised by the Kingdom.

"If you're a normal slave, there are too many“ giving up ”from the start, so you don't respond well," he said. And then, because slaves are also guaranteed a minimum of rights. Like her, she said torture is too cramped for hobbyists. "

"Torture..."

"Precisely, it seems like a desire to destroy something beautiful."

I'm somewhat familiar with Reach's story.

I didn't find out by chance, I'm probably actively putting exploration into it.

"Most of all - the slave trader was killed a while ago by someone. It's not so uncommon for a merchant or a lord to be killed by a slave, but the scene said that there were a number of bodies rolling around and that seemed tragic already. Illegal merchants didn't make it any easier."

To the slave traders, a bunch of bodies.

Fram had an idea of the sight.

Or perhaps the person who killed the merchant - is Flam.

"These days we seem to be looking for a way to gather our own illegal slaves...... So, Mr. Flam, what's wrong with you, consolidating?

Leach looks worried and peeks into her face.

But in Flam's head, that wasn't the place to be now.

Illegal slavery.

Torture.

I want to break something beautiful.

And a dead slave trader.

All points are connected and one answer is derived.

I mean, the woman named Satyrus...

"Milkit's, previous lord..."

And poisoned her, Teng Himself.

Flam stares at the corner where Satyrus disappears.

I calmed down my urge to chase and slash him right now with a deep breath.

If you can do that, I'm sure Leach is accusing her of her sins for so long.

But temporarily regaining her calm doesn't erase the fact that she hurt Milkit.

The strong thoughts that dwell in your chest will not disappear until it is fulfilled.

- I definitely need to kill him.

Is it because you touched people's deaths too much?

Does that mean that my bond with Milkit has deepened so much?

Flam didn't hesitate at all, so he swore.