I'm OP, but I Began an Inn

I know you're talking about how heavy it is with one chair, but I can't help but be surprised.

And with Carla's explanation, which still went on, that wasn't all that surprised me.

Describing the post-chair interactions in turn,

1. The chair is heavy because it is made of magic metal.

2. That the inn is made of materials such as magic metals, disaster-designated warcraft, and divine beasts, not only chairs, but all the walls and windows end up in sheets.

3. That all of it is made of the same weight as just a tree or cloth by a demonic prop.

4. That Kara does the magic supply to the magic props every day.

5. From now on, the Magic Supply shall also help.

The MP required for 6.1 magic feeds is 2500 points. (You should only have MAX 999 points......)

7. That you can raise your MP to 9999 points using the technique of breaking limits. The common sense of the world will change.

7. Come on, let's be strong.

It was.

No, no, no, no, seriously. Let's calm down.

For one thing………………,

Yes!? What is it!? Break the limits. What!?

It would be more impossible not to be surprised.

There are rules in the world. God's rules.

Humans should live 100 years at most, and even the elves of immortality actually die of old age in thousands of years. This is natural reason.

HP999 is the MAX, and the MP is the same. A talent value such as STR is 100 is MAX. This should be the same, determined law of the world for every organism.

Rarely do things that deviate from a kind of world, such as dragons, exceed their limits, but I don't know if that's a lie or sincerity either. Because no one has ever been examined.

What did this woman in front of you say now!? 'You can do it if you push your limits,' I thought you said as a matter of course!? Can you really do that!!?... Oops, I forgot to stick with the character.

Kara's explanation goes on and on, even if each of the three of us is revealing surprises. Stop it now, because Sylves is about to become irreversible to too many shocks...

After that, an on-parade of stories that buzz through previous common sense that continues. Kara was going to know that it was out of standard, but did you mean that it was about a piece of surface thin skin of the word "out of standard", such as the part you know?

Once you put in a small pause, go into organizing the information first. My head was about to burst with too much information, but I managed to hold it back. And apparently, Sylves managed to stay conscious, too. We rejoiced in the shadow of each other's survival. Either way, even that illegible Luca was so pampering her mouth as she stared into the void. After a brief pause, we stick each other in the head again and share the information we get from the current explanation with each other. By sharing information with each other, we managed to quiet each other's minds.

... but even more from here, it was an on-parade of shocks going up until now.

It could be a magic story (time magic for healing magic? Is that about the divine magic that only Clan God can use?), this in the Inn (how I would have told you about cleaning time), and about the Clan God (is that true!? Tell me it's a lie. You'll be blinded by the temple).

One word from Carla, bewildering us.

"What I've told you so far is that I trust you. Bring any information to the graveyard yourself as it could cause the world to get confused."

Kara's words make the atmosphere heavy all at once.

And rather than say, Sylves is already trying to stick his foot in the graveyard!! Something like white smoke rises up like having two heads of Sylves from my mouth...... said!! I'm out of my soul!!!!

I hurried to bring my soul back and managed to get nothing.

After that, did we all give up already, normally looking for ingredients. Sometimes people's hands weren't added for years, and this Gordie site is very resourceful. Let's call it the Gordie Wilderness because it's tedious.

Each encountered a demon, but left the demon without one scratch and returned. After all, we all seem to have our own solid strength.

At this point, it's going around noon. From the ingredients I collect, I pick a few dishes, and Carla makes me something that is impromptu but enough to make me hungry, and we all hit the tongue drum.

From there, I'll explain everything again. For saying, "Be strong," instead of training, I don't even train. If we can break the limits and do this, we must be breaking the limits.

"Oh, training and ah, don't you?"

And, even if you ask,

"Could you wait a little longer? Looks like I'm a little late to be here."

I'll just say.

I wonder what's coming? and begin meetings between the three of us, which is no longer becoming the norm.

Is it only 2 to 30 minutes?

Among them, he said, 'Training to be strong, then, like a fellow former adventurer? I imagine that Kara's friends are just S-class adventurers……', and it was concluded that someone would come to train us. and, at about the same time, Carla's twinkle, "Are you finally here..." and,

"Carla, I can't keep you waiting. I'm a little busy with makeup."

The voice.

With anticipation, where we turned around, there was certainly someone who was called in to train us.

That person has red crimson eyes that are even more red than bright red ruby, taller than me, taller among women, out, pulling in where I pull in, even the wet feathers of a whale, of pitch-black...,

It was a huge dragon......

Oh, wait, wait, heh, okay, this must be a dream. I was just saying, "I have makeup."

Once we look back at the Sylves, the three of us laugh at each other hahahaha. I wonder why, including you, the laughter feels dry. And after a bit of a real escape, he said, 'It was a dragon, wasn't it?' and snorted at each other, ready, already d......,

"Ah, gentlemen. This is Fafnir, who is familiar with [the lost Evil Dragon] and [the Fallen Dragon King], who will be in charge of this training. It's Mr. 'Fafnir' who has a firm name even though they say he lost his name, but feel free to call him 'Fab'. Oh, I'm not accepting questions such as why the f is turning into b. Remember, 'Fab' said 'Fab' was fine. And it was too late, Mr. 'Fab'...... goño goño"

I was smashed from by the side I decided to be ready............

More than that, [The Fallen Dragon King] is not a fantasy creature that only appears in the fairytale hero Tan!!?

and turn around simultaneously, us.

A huge dragon with a vicious face in front of it.

Then,

"Look, I don't want to be late. I can still forgive you for being late for helping people, but how much hassle did you put into makeup? Do you understand? Are you still a former dragon king!! We need you to act a little more sparingly!!

"Yes, sorry!!! (Crying)"

There was a faceless Carla scolding the dragon.