Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

"Seriously......"

"What is this... you've got a hell of a big guy coming out"

The king poked his elbows and covered his face with his hands. I had one hand earlier, so I'm doubly powered. What happens if you are more empowered and more than triple, evolution (?) Interested!

Mr. Leon lays his arms together and leans down, pinching the tip of his jaw with his left hand for a difficult face. Left-handed? No, I'm right-handed, but don't let me bring my left hand to my jaw naturally. Does that mean right-handed?

What are you two shocked about, because you found out I could make anyone a wizard. Of all the things I've been hiding, I've exposed matters that I think are relatively mild. I thought (...) it wasn't that heavy, so I talked about the wizard's mass production capability, and yet it looks like this. You'll never be able to talk about memories of previous lives, dungeons Tame, or McGaffin.

History includes:

"As the report suggests, the survival of the old Seema royal family is hidden in the Great Forest. The head of Ende knows better."

"How do we get to the great forest where demons travel?

"Magically build a fence in it."

"Is that your magic? Sure it wasn't temporary?

"My buddy the earthwizard made it for me."

"Who? Is that the one I know?

'Yeah, it's the orphan girl (about Sarasa) I made up on the trip (because I can't honestly say it's a dungeon)'

"Is that girl a former nobleman?

"Yeah, civilians (probably)"

"If you're a civilian, why can you use magic?

"Because I taught you."

'You, if I told you, wouldn't you be able to use it?

"Really? So far, everyone I've taught you is ready to use it? I know my fitness."

'... how many did you teach?

"Er, nine of you. Five slaves and four orphans protected. Christella and I were wizards from the beginning, eleven of us, all wizards. (Woo, Pee, John can use magic too, but we're not human, so let's make it no-can) '

There was an exchange, and that made the king '... are you serious'.

Of all the secrets I have, memories of previous lives also contain knowledge of God's contraindications. If you disclose it poorly, it will lead to the annihilation of the world, so you can't make it public.

Dungeons are the object of fear that lines dragons in this world. Besides, growing up could make you a lower god. Panic and movement must blow away if you find out you have the means to get to grips with it. I'm definitely the one at the center of it, and it seems like you can see an elephant flock coming to find out about it.

Someday people in this world will know the truth about it, but now it's too early. I mean, it wouldn't be possible without a wizard on my level. And I've never seen a wizard with darker signs than me. If it is practically impossible, it will not be necessary to confuse it in vain.

It is God's wisdom itself that leads to McGaffin. Besides, if I were the only one who could use it, there would be an engagement, both domestic and international, in an attempt to take it into my own ranks, even if it is not. If that's peaceful headhunting, it can still be an illegal combo of abduction imprisonment, drug administration, brainwashing, and enslavement. I don't care if it's just me, but it's troublesome when someone I know is taken hostage. You shouldn't risk that.

So you can't reveal these three secrets. Especially the memory of the previous life and McGaffin. You can't be known no matter what. Nobody knows. They shouldn't know. It is of great importance to the world and its own destiny.

... Odd, at first it was just a memory of a previous life, but at some point there are more secrets. Does this mean you're gonna grow up? Normal adults don't carry the fate of the world, do they?

"Kid, I think I know..."

"Yeah, I'm not going to spread the word about it. Just inside."

"If you know what I mean. Don't tell anyone else without my permission, okay?

"Uh, I was gonna tell you when my brother grew up."

My newborn brother is probably fit for earthly attributes, or the magic of extractive deformation. The magic was yellow. It is a very practical magic, effective for well digging, fencing, glass making and stone processing as well as for carving and forging. It seems like it could be used to create statues, so it could work in the arts as well. Depends on your talent. Remember, I will be cheap in the future, so I want to know.

"How many years ago? Anyway, you're not gonna teach anyone for a while, are you?

"Yes."

"Even if it's a secret, those who notice it will notice it."

"Dan would naturally know. Count Dorton might be aware of that, too. We'll have to get around to you."

"I understand. I'll take action."

Looks like my wizard's mass production capability has been deposited with the state. Well, it's a matter involving the backbone of kingdom management.

Magic is to be used only on the face, royalty and nobility. That's because magic is a very powerful force, because with that power there is a pre-emption that the royal marquis is leading the people. That is the backbone of this country's feudal system. In fact, there are few wizards other than nobles or those who accompany them.

My wizard mass production capability is what overshadows it from the ground up. Anyone will be able to use magic, thus completely losing the existential significance of the royal nobility. It's the collapse of the social foundation.

Even a relatively light secret would make the country shake......

I don't want to incite social anxiety. Instead, I want society to be stable. Even in this world, where demons travel, the disruption of society cannot lead to the decline of mankind in one country or another.

I feel like I messed up Nolan or Jerkin for it, but those guys who did everything they could to be lawless are bad. If it's impossible, it's confusing and natural. Karma, you deserve it.

"Kid, you're not hiding anything anymore, are you?

"Um, there may be something, but can't you remember now? I'll let you know when I remember."

"Why did you make me smell like trouble before I reported it... Uh, I don't want to receive a report from this guy."

"Your Majesty, I agree, give up. It's just being reported before things go wrong. It's still better."

What a terrible thing to say. My eyes ache between the two gytoes. Am I such a problem kid? I didn't do anything wrong...... right? There are a lot of things to hide... but I'm losing confidence.

"Well, that's right, and what about my proposed plan for street maintenance and port renovation?

"Oh, I settled for that yesterday." Improving the operation of ships through the use of wind magic tools and the associated economic revitalisation and operating limits of the current port facilities "? I thought it was a lab paper. Damn it, I'm turning weird wits on the kid's ass."

"'The increase in the number of unemployed with the end of the war, the activation of public works and constant borders as a measure of their employment' was also a good focus. There seem to be a lot of problems, but the effect seems to be to be expected. I also gave you permission from the Internal Affairs Agency, so please pick up the paperwork and go when you return."

"I'm also letting officials read the array and work out a redevelopment plan from around Wangdu to the Lute Sea coast. Dorton was to develop the test operation ahead of time. It's my first big business since I took the throne. It's not cockerel!

Soon it's gone from a big utility to a super big utility! It's a serious responsibility!! But well, now we can proceed with the construction. Let me make some money!

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Afterwards, after packing up a lot of stories, the sun totally went down, and that day I was going to stay in Wang Capital. I don't have to be able to fly at night, but safety comes first.

I was rarely here alone in King's Capital this time, so I was thinking I'd have to find an inn myself.

"There is a Royal Castle Ni Hotel. I'll make it available so you can stay there today. '

What a royal castle to stay in, with the royal voice that An unmistakable VIP treatment at a royal castle hotel? Lucky me!

The royal castle also has a lodge for government officials, but they don't have enough character to accommodate the aristocratic principals. Must be an octopus room for a nap. Your officials are in trouble, too.

The reception hotel is on the frontier between the front palace of the royal castle (an area where officials and kings conduct their affairs) and the rear palace (a private area where royalty lives), on the front palace side. It's a stylish three-story western pavilion. Sounds like the one in Kobe's old residence, but this one isn't for sightseeing, it's active barrier accommodation.

Because they are active, naturally the active servants are chopped up. Across the hall...... it looks like six people are working now. I checked it for signs, so I'm pretty sure. I feel unexpectedly few, but maybe it's because I didn't have any plans to stay today. I'm a sudden visitor.

Still, I could have one maid, put it on exclusively. He's just a maid of good looks working at the royal castle, but he's not a minisca, naturally. It's a long-skirt, long-sleeved black maid who hides to her ankles, because it looks real (or real). I'm sorry to hear that, but I recognised that there is merit in a real job. When you get back, buy a full-time made-up outfit for everyone.

The hotel also had its own cock, which, despite a sudden visitor, cooked elaborate court dishes. This was all about fancy dishes, such as soups that changed aftertaste when I started and finished eating, salads that I never got tired of with multiple herbs and sauces, and baked fish that just looked baked but smelled like fruit. But unfortunately, I didn't feel I ate too elegantly. As far as I'm concerned, the beef bowl and miso juice would have been better.

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I took a bath in a superior cat-footed tub, it was me jumping into a bed of cushioned sharks and falling asleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night. Because someone felt signs of approaching. Waking up with signs made me look like an adventurer, too.

The signs are slowly approaching the back room on the ground floor of my hotel. You're not a thief or an assassin. The footsteps have not been erased. At least I'm not in the real job.

The door in my room opens without sound. It may come as a surprise, but they don't have a locked room in the hotel. It's not dangerous because it's in a robust, well-guarded royal castle, and it's unnecessary because when a maid comes in and out, she always knocks. Is that what it is?

Someone breaks into the room through the open door. He didn't knock, so he doesn't look like a maid. At least I don't seem to have come to work as a maid.

Signs slowly approaching my bed. Apparently he's going to be sneaky, but he hasn't been able to turn off his footsteps at all. I knew you were an amateur. Besides, I don't feel like killing. You don't even seem to be here to harm me. Who the hell is that?

He approached me right next to me pretending to sleep, right in front of the bed. Now!

"Don't move! What the hell... of?

He leaps back and forth through the sheets he was wearing, stepping on the plane and retreating to near the ceiling in the corner of the room. At the same time, the room is brightened with parallel light sources while enclosing and restraining the intruder's perimeter in a plane.

There she was, a five-year-old or so blonde girl in a white negligee, who opened her eyes wide with surprise.

... who?