Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

"Oh, come on! What are you talking about?!?"

"What!? Birds again?!?"

"No, no! Up there, asshole!

"Is that... Huh, boat!?"

"Become!? You're falling!

"Go, run!

"Wow!?"

Whoa!

Wash the deck of the ship on which the Great Wave sits. The men who were calling are pushed away by the waves and hard caught on the barge of the ship. No one seems to have fallen. The boulder is the man of the sea.

Humans say minutes from the encounter will determine their first impression. So I tried falling out of the sky to make an impact appearance. It's a classic story that starts where people fall. But when a colony or a big starship or something falls, it can be a space war thing. It would be safe if it was about a medium-sized sailboat, maybe.

There was too much momentum than I thought and more waves than I expected, but the ship itself was protected by my planar magic, so no problem. The men I was calling earlier are getting quiet, and it turns out to be O'Rei. The public might refer to that state as' flashy '.

"I'm a kingdom adventurer, Associate Baron Beat-Face! I would like to ask you, who is the representative!

I call on the men as they travel on the skywalk from their ships to those on the reef. Um... five in all. According to the sign detection, there are four people on deck and one in the cabin. One of the cabins is a little weak. Did he even get hurt, he seems weak?

The men who looked around at each of them several times, whether they recovered from the confusion by being called out, stop moving by looking at one man at the end. He is a middle-backed man about forty years old. Apparently, he'll be the compiler in this. The man drops in on a small run to get to me.

"Wow, I am Corporal Keith of the Third Knights of the Kingdom. And, if you'll excuse me, is it true that you're an associate baron?

"Yeah, it's true. You saw the ship flying, didn't you? I'm a wizard."

"Well, excuse me. I apologize for this outfit. My lord."

Mr. Keith corrected his residence and bowed his head. No, I'm sorry to be so frightened because I'm the one who made it so wet. I guess I did a little too much again.

It seems that only military men are tough on upward and downward relationships to be polite to me, too, a child aristocrat. It feels like a sports club.

"Fine, fine. Because I'm still a freshman nobleman, and I don't care. Better than that, it looks like he was rubbing something, but something happened?

I really do, but I'll ask you softly.

"Yes, my lord! As a matter of fact, this morning, the son of the Marquis Hugo family, who kept us together, was captured by Seylane!

"What, the son of the Marquis, Mr. Aristotle!? I was investigating Aristotle's news at my request!

I am deliberately surprised by Mr. Keith, who talks in momentum. The skin on the adult's face is thick. It gets thicker, driven by need.

"Yes, Master Aristotle and definitely! Until now, they've just been singing or targeting me directly..."

Mr. Keith told me about what had happened until this morning.

As soon as the pirates burned their sails to the tide and drifted onto the island, they were raided by both Seylan. That said, the number of sailors who had already lost so much manoeuvres in the fight against pirates had been reduced by the time there was nothing more they could do.

Since then, there has been an intermittent Seylan raid, and even the captain was captured about a month ago, so Mr. Aristotle has come to put everyone together? Since then, no one has been caught by Seylan, and he has worked so hard entrusting his hopes for rescue to come.

And this morning. Sleeping in the cabin, he said he heard the captain being caught calling for help. I rushed out onto the deck, and you think Seylan attacked me waiting for me? Apparently, the captain's voice was an imitation of Seylane's voice, and it was an operation of Seylane.

I see, fellow crows and parrots are good at voice imitation, and if the upper body is made in Seylane, which is almost no different from humans, there will be no such thing as human voice imitation. Besides, Cristella said Seylan was a demon. Demons who are intelligent and sociable, not demons who act as instincts. It can be enough to work out an operation and work together. It could be a bit of a hassle.

"If it's morning that you got caught, maybe you're still alive. I'm coming to help. The Odishans will move to my ship and wait. [M] There's water and food in the barn, so get your stomach full."

"It helps! Actually, the food is already on the bottom, and I've only eaten fish for the past two months or so!

Cheers from the men. I knew food was important. Of the three clothing and living quarters, the importance is highest. Whether you're wearing a borough or homeless, you can manage to live, but if you don't eat it, you're sure to die.

As for the men, this will do for now. So, do you want to go help the captive prince?

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Seylane's nest appears to be in the middle of the island, near the summit of the mountain. There, the biggest signs of demons I've ever met are concentrated. Boulder, it's Seylane, a born wizard.

The colour of the signs is blue. Signs of mermaids were also blue, but that one was a bright blue resembling a human wizard. Sai Lane's. It's not bright or saturated, it's dark blue. Close to demons. I thought you meant the Demon Clan.

Mixed with the signs of that seylane, there are two signs of people. That, two? Isn't Mr. Aristotle the only one caught? Was someone who was caught before still alive? Well, you can tell if you go.

Follow the signs and fly away.

The island's coastline is overall rocky and sandy only on the eastern side of the island. Maybe the sand that was carried in the current accumulated.

I can see the river pouring into the sea, but the flow is thin and steep. It feels like the gorge is suddenly pouring into the ocean. It's a small island, and maybe it's just better with a river. It's an isolated island in the sea, so it might be inconvenient for humans to live on, but it seems like it could be used for about a relay for pelagic fisheries. Without Seylan's nest and the optical camouflage wall, though.

The whole mountain in the middle of the island is covered with trees and grass, with large rocks exposed to each location only near the summit of the mountain.

Seylan and I seem to be building a nest around that rock. I don't see anything like a settlement, so I guess I'm using a rock shade or a gap. They don't build huts and tents like goblins and pigs. Well, that hand, or can't you make it even if you want to make it out of feathers? I'm not even wearing clothes. Chickens are always hadashi, and seylane is always hadaka. We need to be careful not to come in through the window.

We descend into the woods about five hundred meters to the nest. If Seylane had the nature of a seabird, her eyesight should be pretty good. You'll soon find them in the sky with nothing to block them from. No, I don't mind finding anything else, but if they took Mr. Aristotle hostage, it'd be awful. The Demons are half-wise, so you can't even say that's not going to be such a development. I don't think you'll ever find it if you hide in the woods, but just in case, hide under a plane with more shrub textures on it. This made it pretty hard to find...... should be. How troublesome to say you don't know their specs well. After all, pre-investigation is important.

So we decide to send the camera and microphone plane to the Seylane nest.

Aristotle and the others are thought to be behind a crack three meters tall and about a meter wide made of large rocks. I don't see Sai Lane around the entrance. That's careless. No, don't you need to be vigilant? In this part of the island, the Seyrains must be the culmination of the competition for survival. Signal perception doesn't make me feel any bigger than Sai Lane.

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When the camera advances to the entrance, a song that appears to be slightly a few choruses (ringing?) can be heard. It's a flute soprano, quite beautiful singing. Perhaps this is the magic of Seylan. Songs with enchanting magic on them, like "The Curse" or something?

"Is it bad if I ask? 'I thought,' but I don't feel like it's affecting me in any particular way. Only sound can be delivered with my planar microphone, so it won't reach me until the magical effect, or I guess the magical effect isn't there because the distance is away. Either way, you can't verify it, so you must have earplugs when you go in.

Proceed with the camera back. There's no light inside, it's dim.

At about three metres from the entrance, the perimeter changes from rock to earth and continues behind as it slowly turns to the left. Looks like the only thing made of rock is near the entrance. Seylan must have dug it himself from here on out. Bird buddies have the kind to dig nest holes too, but how did Seylane dig this nest hole without a beak? Feet or magic?

Continue along the nest hole about one or five meters vertically and horizontally for another five meters. I hear a song with a louder volume and a rhythmic rubbing sound that can be put up to go with it. But the image is dark and I don't know it well. Something is so hard to tell.

But if my planar magic makes you feel safe at a time like this! Adjust the brightness and contrast of the image, and here you go!

The end point of the nest hole was a domed space of about three metres radius. There are two Sei Lanes near the entrance to the dome. These two are the ones singing the spell. They both have dark hair and a deeply carved, neat face. It has to be the Demons.

Near the center there was a bunk of dry grass, where Mr. Aristotle and the man he also saw in yesterday's battle were laid on his back. Looks like they caught you two after all.

And we were both completely naked. One on each hip crosses Seylane, rhythmically raising and lowering her body.

Were you enjoying yourself? Oh, well.