Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"How are you, Guild Leader?"

"Hmm?"

Karin sits on an oak barrel and trims the blade as he once did, opening the guild's gate. It was a purple glowing Rare Metallizer two-handed sword. I waved at her.

"Was it the last time you came with a cane? In the meantime, have you ever sliced a man?"

"No, damn it. What the hell are you asking?"

And then I cut three more.

The barracks seemed largely dormant. There was no one else except a few bald men who were cutting in the air. He said it was a recession these days and he seemed to have no subscribers. It's a bad business.

Karin, who came down from the oak barrel, approached me. She looked at Claudie behind me once and said to me,

"Behind him?"

"Oh, she's my girlfriend. Hey, Claudie, this is the guild leader."

Karin and Claudie face-to-face.

Umm, looking at the two, I wondered that. Which one of you is stronger. Karin will be gradually stronger, but Claudie will be the same. Still, if you get older, you'll have more Claudie.

"... nice to meet you. Miss Claudie, may I call you."

Karin opened her mouth instead of looking at Claudie.

"Good to see you. What can I call you?"

"Call me Karin."

"Yes, then, Mr. Karin."

They both greeted each other. It was not unusual for each other's eyes to see each other. The strong man seemed to recognize the strong man. So when you two fight, who wins? I'd like to see it.

Claudie whispered in my ear.

"Cat. I think it's okay. Someone like that can teach you right. All right, I'm relieved. Good to see you."

"Well, is that so?"

Did you find out?

Karin stared at me. I approached her. Then, looking at the left and right, he asked me carefully.

"Your girlfriend?"

"Pretty, isn't it?"

"..."

My lover Karin was silent on bragging.

"This doesn't make any sense... what kind of talent..."

Karin looked at my face as if he had said so.

"What kind of twin plates... No, I like the body. Is it okay if I just cut your head off? What the hell happened?"

"Well, something like this happened. That's right. And the Black Wizard, Risha, seems to be doing well. I've come to say hi."

"Oh, so? She seems nice, but that's..."

Karin's expression was strange.

Personally, I was thinking of myself as a fucking good-looking man, but Karin didn't seem to think so. She explored my face in succession with a face full of suspicion, as if persuasion were not going away.

"Anyway, why have you been here so long?"

"Of course I've come to learn swordfish. I got money."

"Oh, yeah? That's a fucking welcome. I'm in trouble because I don't have the bastards to join me right now. I wonder if Mutu has a discount in the guild next door. Those lunatics have no morals."

She sighed.

The job of a Mutugar in a battle for life is just rubbish. It was so surprising that a manly breeze was so prevalent that the enemy had to be beaten with his bare hands. They were pathetic. The Mutuga, torn by the ogre, was overwrapped.

"People with disabilities. Even if it's worth learning, it doesn't seem to take precedence over weaponry."

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. But kids don't know that these days."

Karin seemed to be piling up a lot. Let's learn how to sharpen your teeth instead of spending money on a stupid Mutu guild. If you're good, the one with the weapon wins unconditionally.

Grabbing the other person's sword with a golden finger was impossible without a dizzy peak. I couldn't beat the swordsman no matter how much the swordsman flew and crawled.

Because Mutuga is such a jerk, Karin suddenly claps her hands.

"Oh, right. But what rumor has it that the Barbarians caught an ogre, do you think?"

She had a bright ear to the rumors.

"That... to be precise, I was the bait, and the crystal star was fed by the Ivant infant. That's why we're making money."

"It's just amazing. Did I teach you that shit?"

"No, I didn't even use a machete when I caught an ogre. Working out fitness helped."

It is also a series of amazing things as I am. Anyway, now that I had the money, I had to learn to knit Karin.

"Yeah, well, let me know you got the money. There's no one here, so I can start right away..."

"Wait a minute."

I looked back at Claudie. She was already sitting by the shade. Faced me, I waved my hand.

"I'll see you here!"

"Watch out! Then, Guild Leader, take the money here."

You took your wallet out of your arms and handed it over to me in 5 silver. Karin took it and put it in an approximate pocket and said,

"So what do you want to learn? Again, I'll give you a focused one-month course. It's fucking freezing, right now. Oh, but once you have a new guild member, you have to pay attention to them too, so there may be times when you get pushed in the middle."

Karin holds the wooden sword. I also tried to pick up the wooden sword, so she shook her head. As I said last time, it's the best way to learn swords. I picked out the Bastard Sword.

"It doesn't matter. I have so much time right now. Learning... how to deal with people again. To be honest, monsters can only gain basic health and strength, but that's not who they are."

"I thought about it. There's no point in killing monsters. After all, a sword hunt is a good thing to kill."

I got in position, too. It was pointed at the blade with the front heel bent.

Karin admired it small.

"Hmm, it tastes sharp... You must have sliced people? I like it. There's nothing better than murder to improve your skills. If you have a chance to kill him, try to kill him. That's the way it's supposed to go up. Put some blood on the knife."

Karin, who aimed at me with a wooden sword, began to stretch out the same fantasy of a serial killer he couldn't understand. Just listening to her seemed to contaminate my mind. Values from mercenaries are quite different.

Karin seems to believe that killing a person seriously only leads to a real increase in skill. I'm not denying it either, but I want you to know that even though I killed a few people, I still have a feeling of rejection.

If I took one wrong step, I might die and go to hell. I have only killed eight people yet, so it will be fine.

"What a madman. How many people did you kill?"

"Well... it's proof that you can count it. Here we go."

- Pa!

Immediately, he stabbed the horse and protruded. Despite precisely aiming and stabbing her in the face, she simply lifted the knife and twisted the quadrant of my knife.

- Chae Yeon!

But once it's over, it's not a swordsmanship. Immediately, he twists his wrist and twists the knife, striking Karin's sideburns with the opposite blade. Of course, it was also simply blocked, and the battle ended in less than three seconds with the tip of the wooden sword touching my neck.

"Well, I can see it all, but it was just a good attack. It's hard to deal with a sudden facial prick. For beginners, fear will bring you down. You're going to die at that moment."

"Are you?"

"What you need is a training exercise to defend your body when an attack fails. We have enough thugs, so let's just keep practicing the workshop."

In other words, it was a memorial. When you attack like this, you take it like this. Then, in that state, he strikes again, takes back the counter and switches to the attack. I repeated that kind of workshop exercise without even breathing for ten minutes.

"Can you feel it?"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu roughly. I know what it feels like, but that's it."

I could not rest for ten minutes, so I felt like the whole camp was out of my body. The sweat came down on my forehead. But Karin didn't sweat a drop.

"A month is better than I thought... and I'll make sure I can continue the workshop four times when I deal with the public. It's only twice now."

"How specific are you?"

It's Karin's fourth time with the public.

"Well, you're an adventurer, so you can't hit it that way. Class C, they still learn their lesson. Some mercenaries or paramedics who ate some war food. It's a little crazy in there. I don't have enough practical experience."

In all likelihood, from class C, they were the strongest.

Karin said that the skill of skilled mercenaries is class C, so he assumes that the strength is strong while at war until his eyes open and his eyes close. Only those who kill, kill, and survive can become mercenaries.

Honestly, I can't do that.

It's a little over the D class.

"You've never fought an equal opponent before, have you?"

Karin sharply pointed out to me that he was in love with me. That was true. I killed a man with a giant surprise stone, and never died fighting each other's true abilities.

"Oh, yes. In retrospect, it looks like you've all been treated with ambush bread, thrown stones, or only killed your weaker opponent."

"That's a little sad. Kids like the bandit subjugators and the bounty hunters like you like to get more experience, you know. It's a good experience to risk your life with an opponent of the same caliber."

Justification was not my taste. I don't fight a stronger opponent than I should. When you fight a man, you are patient except when you want to say, 'Oh, this will win.' Or don't look back and run.

Even when fighting, he speaks of throwing stones or spraying sand.

If you don't do that, you hit the copper. Win whatever you do. It is not ugly, but rather beautiful. I was the one who thought it was the true path of nothingness.

"It's frightening to hear a damn thing. I don't do that when I'm angling. It's self-defense that I'm learning about. And if you do something and you win, then the guy who said it was swordsmanship all of a sudden?"

"Too bad. You look a little talented."

"Well, there may be a chance... but I intend to avoid that if I go crazy."

I had no intention of actively stepping up and killing people. If I didn't kill a few more people, I would cross the river without Claudie's consolation.

I kept having crazy conversations, so I thought I could see Teletoby. Either way, she was a professional serial killer. I haven't had a good conversation in a long time.

"Let's add one more. Come on, when you're done, you just need to work out your fitness."

I continued to knit with Karin afterwards. I was able to learn some significant things in the process. Certainly, a month or so will ripen the senses in my hands. After that training, I asked Claudie for her admiration.

"How?"

"Hmm, you were very good. Very good."

"Really?"

Somehow, I noticed that I was more satisfied than I was and offered to run with him. I ran for a while, and after a while I trained my strength again. Fitness training lasted until over noon.

After I finished my workout, I saw my muscles in a state of torso detachment. I murmured like a concussion.

"Muscle breadcrumbs."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing."

It was still the middle of the day when I left the guild.

In fact, it was a little fuzzy. If you spend about four or five hours in the morning training, the day will be empty. He followed Claudie, who liked to wander around because he didn't have much to do. It was a date, to say the least.

I don't know if I'm running out of money like this.

Anyway, I spent a month like that.