Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

Moff-moff-moff-moff-moffs.

The current location is the garden tip of Dorton's mansion.

Tired minds need therapy. Gently stroke Woo's stomach as she fell asleep on her back. Usually Rin Woo is adorable for relaxing and sloppily stretching her whole body. I've been stroking it for about thirty minutes now, but I'm not tired of it at all. So that few Japanese are tired of white rice, so that few mofflists are tired of moffing. I can stroke it for hours. Moffmoff.

It's also adorable that the waiting tarodillo rubs his body against my back when he sits up. All right, all right, then it's your turn. Moff-moff-moff-moff-moffs.

I stayed at the Wang Du hotel yesterday and returned to Dorton earlier this morning. Everyone who was home earlier welcomed me, but I was immediately pushed down by Woo and Tarosiro and licked all over my face. I guess I missed you because I couldn't stand you for a while. I don't mean to make it up to you, but I went out hunting just two hours in the name of a walk, and it was before noon that I came back. Then we had a late breakfast or brunch, and now we're in the middle of post-meal skinship time. The woos seem happy with the service, but I'm happy too, so there's no problem at all.

The problem is...

"So what will you do with that massive amount of magic props?

"The mansion is occupied."

It's a massive amount of magic equipment that is currently filling the mansion. Everything has been recovered from the ruins. There were about three transport containers, but I couldn't make them wild, and I brought them all inside the mansion. Thanks to this, the living room and bedroom are piled up into the aisle. 'There's no foot trail' would be exactly this. There are too many and they are filled with demonic props except in the kitchen, so they are now tented in the garden and semi camped. I didn't know you were going to be able to get in the house when you got home because of it.

"Actually, the King and His Excellency the Home Secretary asked me to sell it as best I could. Maybe I'll have to keep it here until then, because I think the Adventurers Guild has a request in a couple of days."

"Oh, well, that's a cluttered fish sleep in a tent for a while. Ugh."

The prolonged stay in the Wang capital was also due to discussions about the handling of this magic artifact. Anyway, it's a demonic prop I recovered from a site in almost complete condition. It deteriorates less because it has been sealed in quarantine space for many years, is in unlimited good condition and is of great value both for research purposes and as a practical product. There's no way the royal family, which has a monopoly on the research and development of magic props, doesn't want it.

No matter, I won't just give it to you. Basically, the rights to treasures earned by adventurers lie with adventurers. Three inches on the winner's chest, whether he sells it or not. I decided to sell this loot for 50% more of the market only for what we don't need. I blew it pretty good, but as long as I can replenish the magic, it's just a good product for immediate use. It won't be too violent.

We have pushed through the Royal Castle's proposal to make it a nomination request for us via the Adventurer Alliance and to improve our contribution as well. If you don't do the request, they may cancel your registration. Well, now that I'm the manager of the Dorton Adventurers Guild, there's nothing I can do about it. Hey, I'm angry when power is used, but it's nice to turn to the side where you use it.

But sometimes there's nothing I can do about it. Sorting magic items. I don't have a problem with valuing it if I leave it to Cristella and Kikka, but in the first place, the only appraisal of what kind of magic equipment it is, as it stands, is for me with McGaffin. Because there are many objects of different sizes and shapes than the current magic props. I mean, I have to sort everything by myself... for three containers... and ho.

Woo, Talodillo, often keep reality away from me. Moff-moff-moff-moff-moffs.

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I rubbed such a thing with Nanda Kanda at the end of the century, and a month passed quickly. No, not at the end of the century, though. Though this world doesn't even have the concept of the end of the century.

A large number of magic props were sorted and delivered safely to the Adventurer Alliance. I can finally sleep in bed. The mansion is large. No, was it this size originally?

I also sold that magic prop gravity-free bed. You can't do that! It even floats on futons and blankets, so you can't use it in the winter if the air conditioning isn't tight! I guess it would have been good during the time of the Devil's Advocacy, but the opposite is inconvenient at the current civilizational level.

In the end, I left on hand only one microwave-like demon prop for cooking and four demon props for galaxy-like communication.

The microwave-like magic item is precisely the microwave itself, with doors and buttons in a fifty cm square cube, and the effect is to warm up what you put inside. Same to the point where the sound of 'cheen' sounds when warmed up. However, the principle seems magical, not electromagnetic waves, and even if you put metal in it, it does not discharge. The warming time is dialed, so there is a slight discomfort in somewhat oven-toasty places though. The caveat is enough to be careful not to let Anya in. I got a handy tool.

Communication magic props are like bar-type galaxy a long time ago. It's about the same size and can't be folded.

The function is also the phone itself. Numbers from 0 to 9 and "Start" and "End" buttons are attached, and you can talk to registered magic items by pressing the buttons in numerical and starting order. It was found from the ruins from 0 to 3, and no more numbers were found shaken magic props. Maybe it was a prototype? I doubt there was a need for a phone in that narrow underground space.

I have the number 0, the first is Kristera, the second is Augusta in Border Sets, and the third is made to be held by Anja Daddy in John's village. This made it easier to communicate between each location. But the magic consumption is intense, and after an hour or so of conversation, the magic cuts off. I recover when I let magic flow and demon stones touch me, but the filling efficiency is poor. I'm giving Augusta and Anya Daddy a ton of demon stones to deal with. I don't remember the name of Anya Daddy.

Kids say time passes slowly, but time moves fast when things are piling up to do. Had I done my daily work, it would have been in the fall in no time. The boy is old and difficult to learn. I haven't been to school.

"Yes, let's build a school"

"What a sudden. Build a school or something, but give the kids of the common people that much time?

"No, for adults, not children. I don't know about adventurer's school."

Less than fifty kilometres of street maintenance projects have already been developed as a measure of employment for the surge of adventurers. My work is going up to about a hundred kilometers, but I'm off for a while because I can't keep up with the rest of the work if I go too fast.

So far, so good, and I expect a little progress from here on out. Because it will be a long way from the city to the scene and it will take time to move building materials and people and feet. Well, that's a three-year plan for weaving in, too, so it's not a problem. The problem is with the still growing number of adventurers.

More than a month after the end of the war, more people are gathering to Dorton than originally expected. Former returning soldiers are in influx once they return to their homes.

In the first place, it is often the remnants of the family who cannot carry on the traces of their parents, such as the third son of a farmer, who is driven out to war. They end their lives with the help of a small number of people, such as those who can have their farmland divided and independent, many of whom help their parents and brothers.

Rarely do people open up and acquire farmland on their own, but to do so, they need to open up the magic where demons travel. Originally only farmers are not enough for how many lives they have. That's why pioneering villages are often created by former adventurers.

I can't be a merchant because I don't have any learning, and I'm not armed enough to get nobility and country to hire me as a soldier. My parents make me sick as a rice eater - those people who have lost their way are flowing to economical Dortons on big utilities.

The expansion of port facilities is also taking place in parallel with street development, but there are limits to employment, no matter how good the economy is. Adventurers who didn't put it to work have no choice but to head to the original job of hunting warcraft and collecting materials.

But no matter how much you say you're back on the battlefield, as an adventurer, you're just a bunch of apprentices and beginners. There are also a small number of people with decent experience in fighting demons, most of whom are no different from amateurs. Thanks to this, there are more and more headache stories for the Adventurer Alliance that all the material collected is mess and injury in the battle against demons.

I thought this was partly because I didn't have enough basics as an adventurer. In the first place, what an easy request for an apprentice or junior adventurer to receive. The inability to do so is nothing short of laying the groundwork.

If you're a diligent person, you'll learn for yourself from the materials room of the Senior Adventurer and Adventurer Guild, but unfortunately you can't expect such a special concern from someone who chooses the profession of Adventurer. A lot of people are short-circuited and short-handed.

However, there are aspects to this not only because it is the character of the person, but also because there is not enough education. Because the biggest factor shaping personality is the environment and education.

In other words, if you educate them, you should be able to fix both shortcomings and short circuits. So first of all, I thought they needed a school that was an educational institution.

"If you give a lecturer to a retired adventurer due to injury or weakness, you'll be re-employed, and tuition can be deducted in splits from the requisition achievement reward. I don't think it's hard to build a revenue structure."

"I see. Atai and the others have kids, but not the other adventurers."

"Adventurer's school, Ali!

"That's just great, Master Beat!

After a month, I was back in shape, so my mother's help ended first, and Samantha and Anya returned. I think we're going to have a really tough time raising kids, but I can't help but say that my mother herself is unnecessary. Well, you have parenting experience called me, and I guess it's really okay.

That's why all my buddies are back in Dorton, back to their usual routine. It was accompanied by a revival of the study group that had previously been there. Basil and the others are also studying from language. Including the youngest Lily, she is already able to read and write routinely.

But I haven't had the knowledge as an adventurer yet. I have a lot of practical experience. If someone doesn't teach you the basics, you may grow biased. We don't have enough knowledge and experience as adventurers to teach people. Anyway, it's only been a year or so since I've been an adventurer.

Well, why don't you tell us anyway? Until now, it's been magical and pushy, but it might also be ant to be taught how to make a positive attack here. Yeah, that's good, let's do that!

There's no sign that the classic school edition will begin with reincarnation, and then you can start on your own. Build your own school and go there, Match Pump Adventurer School Edition! Aim, bright campus life!