Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

What the... what the hell is going on?

I can hear Mr. Imelda whining blindly in my ear. The actual Mr. Imelda is above the walls more than 20 meters away. Normally, it's not the distance you can hear without shouting. Then how can you hear me? It's my planar magic power, naturally. With a little bit of small work, I was able to pick up the sound of a remote place.

Camera creation made it possible to see distant images, but the audio could not be heard. That should be it, too, and the 3DCG tool that supposedly underpinned my planar magic didn't come with any features about audio at all. It's like some kind of dance software, it's attached.

Nevertheless, I felt that the camera functionality was half-appealing because I couldn't pick up the sound, so I struggled with it somehow and managed to use it.

The principle is simple for hard work, and you may have simply restrained (constrainted) the plane you made far away from it and the plane in your ear.

The plane I make is influenced by physical forces other than gravity. Wind, collision, vibration. Voices, or sounds, are vibrations of air, so they affect the plane.

The bound plane follows the change in the object of interest. In this case, the motion of one plane (vibration) influenced the other to move the same way.

My planar magic so that I could also hear the audio from away places, but it became more and more of an intelligence service. My own style of combat is Assassin's style, and where the hell am I going...

With that in mind, I go hunting the demons pale.

Run and approach a group of three goblins and accelerate sharply where you say you have a few more steps to make contact.

The goblins who were about to hit him with a stick hesitated, but that's fine. Stick a sword in between the middle goblin's eyebrows, pull it out without getting a haircut and cut off the right goblin's neck. Run in between the two falling apart and circle behind the left goblin. If I cut off both ankles so I can't get physical, I'll run out again looking for the next group. The goblin with the leg cut is still alive, but it's no problem because Woo or Cristella stab the stomach. I need to make you work a little bit.

There will be 4 opponents, but there will be 5, but not much difference. It's only a matter of seconds from the enemy to the powerlessness. From a distance, it might look like a bump and a demon are going down at the wrong moment. Mr. Imelda groaned and said, "What a place."

"Dear Beat, please take your hands off me a little longer. I don't have anything to do with it because Woo is going to finish it all off. ≫

"Uh, sorry. Then I'll just leave you some more. ≫

Protests returned from the plane that flew towards Cristella. Looks like Woo's trying too hard. I may be pathetic when I say unexpected, but Woo was better than I expected. I'm just a kid. Oh, me too. I was only 7 years old.

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The number of demons has increased as we approached the East Gate. As always, the North Gate is defending itself with fire and oil, and the demons that stay away from the city seem to be flowing more and more along the walls to the East Gate. Sporadically the attack by the bow is also flying, but hardly hitting it. I'd like to ask if you're really willing to repel me.

That said, if there's anything inconvenient about me, that's not true. I can still afford my strength and magic, and I feel like I'm flushing it at about half my full strength. At this pace, we'll be able to fight all day. I'll go home if I'm hungry.

"Huh!"

"Whew!?

And so on and so on and so on, I was delayed in avoiding the progression of the pig-shaped demon that was mixed inside the goblin. I didn't think he was going to pop the goblin he was in before and stick it in. Well, I guess it's not like we're buddies. I was able to get a haircut, but I got a little out of shape.

I know I didn't aim, but there comes a goblin sticking a spear in from my left. A crude spear that just scraped long tree branches, but its tip is discolored green. Probably poisoned. I don't know what kind of poison it is, but it would definitely be awkward if I ate it. Goblins aren't cute where this kind of bad wisdom works. No, he's an ugly little old man with no original cuteness shards.

I don't disobey my collapsed posture, I fall straight back. The poison spear tip passes right in front of my chest, losing its target. Grabbing that spear pattern with his left hand and pulling it with the momentum of falling weight, Goblin steps on it and sticks it into me. I throw away goblins while twisting my body and wrapping it around, like a lateral part of my judo moves. With that momentum, I get up and dash quickly. It's a crowding start.

"Boogieeee!"

Shortly afterwards, a returning pig demon walked past where I was on the verge. Jumping some goblins. It depends on the allowance, he.

Running for a while without stopping, I make sure the distance between the goblins is open before paying off the dust on my body.

It was just a little nasty. Even though it's coated in a plane, it doesn't mean there's no gap. If they pour poison through that gap, you won't be safe on the boulder. It's not a game or cartoon, so I can't even expect help from a pinch. A little alarm could take your life as it is. No, I will. Reflection.

We still have a long way to go, and we need to be safe and secure. Later on. Or so I said, the demon's life is cut off. What egoism.

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After 30 minutes of fighting, back off and rest a little. From time to time, lower it greatly and rehydrate it with a water bottle in a bamboo cylinder. I even repeated that.

The sun is already way past Jomtien. The sun will set in less than three hours.

Health and magic are still fine, but I'm getting mentally tired of boulders. I've been napping in the back for a while now, Woo, etc. Well, it's not like you can strengthen yourself like me or Christella, and you're just a kid. If you get tired, you have to take a break. You won't hold it.

Anyway, at this pace, it takes me till midnight to clean it all up. If it's true, I'd love to wipe it all out, but you might want to think about pushing it back.

Of course, if you use all my planar magic, it's instant killing, but you can't let anyone else know about the magic. It's troublesome but we have to hunt in the tunnel.

Demons near the East Gate have already been hunted and the battlefield is now halfway between the North Gate and the East Gate. I'm already hunting about 400 lightly. The rest have about 500 goblins. The other demons have only been driven away by goblins, so they are running away to scatter because of the reduced number of goblins.

But only goblins attack with the same momentum. Why are you so desperate when nearly half of them have already been hunted?

I was thinking about it, and the sign perception showed me why.

"Christella, there's one strong in the back of the herd. Maybe that's the boss. I'm gonna go knock it down, so I can't keep the clutterfish down for a while. Evacuate the city with Woo. ≫

Yes, I understand! Please, good luck!:

Tell Cristella a word, and then run all the way through between the goblins. Anyone who can defeat them will defeat them, but those who aren't on the route to the boss will be ignored.

Without the boss, we won't be able to take control and the herd will fall apart. If you are a small group, you will not be an enemy to the extent of goblins. Easy to hunt for even a regular adventurer party. You don't have to take them down now.

Still defeated about 50 of them and finally got to the boss. Because you're near the center of the herd.

There's goblins all around, but there's space like a square around me and my boss. If you come near me, they'll hang up. There's some gaggling noise around, but I don't know what Goblin is saying, so just shut up.

The boss was about two turns bigger than the surrounding goblins. There are about human adult males. From the thick hands, feet and torso that make you feel wild, your weight is as low as 100kg. The skin is also slightly darker green than the surrounding goblins. Hey, is that a guy named Hobgoblin?

I don't know how it works, but there are things in the demons that change a lot in body in a generation according to the environment. Skin and hair color changes, etc. are at the beginning of the mouth, and horns grow and are covered with scales. Some of them have more hands and feet and more feathers.

And a change that simply specs up… no, some things evolve. That's the superior race. If it's a goblin, a hobgoblin hits it. He was in the Great Forest, but I never met him. This is the first time we've met.

He was equipped with crude but leather armor and a great sword. Did you take it from the adventurer? Whatever the Great Sword is, the leather armor is patsy patsy and not the right size at all. An artist who can't sell.

"Gyyyyyyyy!!

He hits me with a roar of anger clearly felt on my skin as I stood in front of him as he truncated my people.

If you look at it from me, it feels like you're attacking me from the ground up, so there's nothing to move about.

And there's no point in bothering to wait for me to set you up from the other side. Stuff them all together and cut off both arms that were about to shake up the Great Sword.

"Guga 'spa' ah..."

This also cuts off lightly the neck of the hobgoblin screaming at the pain.

Speaking of superior species, they are only as powerful as pigs at best. I've been hunting pigs in the Great Forest. Try me, they're weaker than the prey I usually hunt. Blah, it's not much different than a miscellaneous fish goblin.

I have an eye for a moment with my neck falling off with an expression that I don't understand what happened, but I didn't come up with any emotions in particular. I'd appreciate it if I could eat it. Unfortunately, goblin meat is an irresistible silo thing that is hard, smelly and muscular. He says he doesn't even like eating forest cleaners Maddie Slime. How much yarn.

As soon as the boss fell, the goblins fled with us. Not sure yet. They try to come at me, but they're bumping into each other and rubbing against the ones who run away. It's mayhem. Push another one and it will collapse completely.

I quickly work out my magic and gather it in high density. where it is summed up in sufficient density and purity,

"Ha!"

Mix up a little kill and release magic all at once! "So much for staying, Ware! 'It feels like.

If anyone could see the magic, they would have seen the magic spread domed around me. It's not lethal, but it should be a formidable threat. This fuels confusion and drives herd retreat. of...?

"Hi-hi, hi-no!?:

After hearing Mr. Imelda scream from the plane of his ear, he was surrounded by silence. Instead of being confused, the goblins don't stop moving and wander around. What the hell is going on?

Or so I thought, both butterflies and goblins began to fall. When I look at him, he is blowing bubbles and peeling and cramping his white eyes. I think I passed out. About 200m radius around me, about 80% of the rest of the goblins are in the same condition. Some of them that were close to me are even shocked to death.

Apparently, my witchcraft has done more than threaten. Is it still called a flash of magic pronunciator (flash van)? Although it has a slightly wider range of effects.

"Dear Beat... It's too much... ≫

Unusual, Kristella told me like she was scared. Yeah, maybe I did do a little too much.

... heh!