To Be a Power in the Shadows!

I think it's probably been about ten years.

Magic is amazing. We can move slightly beyond human limits.

I can afford rocks and stuff, I can run twice as fast as a horse, and I can jump higher than home.

But I still can't do the nucleus. Strengthen it with magic and it will boost your defense, but the firepower of Earth's weapons is great.

I thought there was no nucleus in this world, but is it worth it to the shady powerful who were compromising?

No, none of them.

Therefore, my goal is to gain the power to beat the nucleus.

There is only one thing that I felt possible as a result of my daily research and training, and I've been experimenting with it lately.

Yeah, well, it seems my birth house was aristocratic. Generations of knights who strengthen their bodies and fight with magic called Demon Swordsmen, I grew up as a very mediocre Demon Swordsmen apprentice, not the man of the expectations of this house...

The Shady Powerful choose who and where to show their strength. Yes, until that moment to come......

Even though I'm out of my hands, my training as a Demon Swordsman Apprentice is quite useful. I can learn how to fight with the magic of this world, and it was a good opportunity for me to review the way I fought myself.

The fighting techniques I learned in my previous life were, to be honest, many times more sophisticated and rational than the technology in this world.

That's obvious if you look at modern martial arts matches. Waste moves and movements are eliminated, and only the superior from various martial arts techniques survive and fuse. The figure was truly walking into the ultimate form of battle.

Of course it is the ultimate form in line with the rules of the game, but its refinement process was widely used as a technique to find stones among the cluttered technologies.

In comparison, technology in this world does not cross countries first. And I don't even cross the genre. There's a doorstep move or something, and even if it's open, there's no media to tell it. In other words, there is no convergence of technologies, no elimination, no polishing. In a nutshell, it's not sophisticated.

But there was still a fundamental difference between the battle of this world and that of the original world. Yes, magic.

Thanks to magic, basic physical abilities are different.

For example, muscle strength. One hand lifts a person. Then the common sense of sleeping skills breaks down first. Mount Fly gently in the sky with only very abs. The opponent blows away with only one leg of force from the guard position. Yeah, it doesn't establish sleeping skills or anything.

People have a way of fighting people, gorillas have a way of fighting gorillas, that's what I mean.

There are other different speeds of stepping in, different distances of stepping in, and hence different battle times. Or this is the most important thing.

Fighting is an intermittent game after all. Distance, angle and positioning are fundamental and ultimate.

It took me a long time to get that distance. 'Cause everyone in this world is a long way from making it. They're facing each other about 5m away. No, because it's a long step in, because it's fast, and I know how it feels. I was also impressed at first that this is the way the other world fought...... but there is nothing about it, I was just immature in defense technology.

There are martial arts, the less defensive people want to waste their distance.

I'm scared of the other guy's attack, so if you get to a place where the attack doesn't arrive, you can rest assured, so it's a big battle to step in and leave the bah. Hit and Away? Too bad I don't call futile, monotonous front and rear exercise a hit and away.

Neither a distance of 5m nor a distance of 100m is equally worthless to me. Because neither of them can hit a decent offense, 6m, 7m or 10m, all together. It's no use, so let's walk and pack the time.

However, a certain distance becomes of great significance in units of 1 mm at the border. That's the distance my attack hits, the distance I can react to my opponent's attack, and then the angle and all sorts of things, just a half step to the side, changes the advantages and disadvantages, and intermission adjusts that kind of critical line. It's never like running and attacking from 5m away and jumping behind 6m.

No, I was really confused a lot because of the preconceived notion of different worlds and the unknown: magic, but let's just say that my distance has finally hardened recently.

Well, that's how I train my house every day. It feels like me, my sister and my three fathers, my father coaches me and my sister, and me and my sister fight. It seems my older sister is pretty good. If she stays like this, she'll be the sister to inherit the house in the future. This world is strong even for women if they use magic, so it seems common for women to inherit their homes.

Well, that's why I'm always bummed out by my sister. You can't win. Because I have to be a mediocre Mob A to be a shady man.

That's why I get bogged down every day saying, 'Huh, my sister is strong...'

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It's me who's having those days, but I don't have much other free time during the day to study as a nobleman and be a Mob A.

That's why the training will naturally take place late at night after everyone has calmed down. Naturally, I am cutting my sleep, but I am comfortable because I am super short sleeper due to my unique sleep method that combines super healing and meditation by magic.

Well, encourage me to train again today. After a light basic workout in the usual woods today, it's a special menu.

A rogue recently arrived in an abandoned village nearby. I checked and there was a bandit group of that size. Yeah, just right for a trial slaughter.

The bandits are a little slaughtered when they find them, but when they reach the bandit level, they are the biggest event of the year, the wolf. These bad guys are welcome because I don't have enough sparring partners all year round. Oh, I hope it's more insecure.

Bad guys go through private sentences, for what it's worth in the countryside of this world. There are only people in the city who judge. That's why I'll judge you.

And today it is a monumental live launch of the recruit weapon we have recently tried. Its name is also Slime Bodysuit.

Let me explain, what is a slime body suit?

This world has magic. Using that magic, people fight to strengthen their bodies and weapons. But when dealing with magic, there's really L.A. out there. For example, 100 magic runs through a normal iron sword, but it actually transmits about 10. 90% of magic is actually wasted. Even Mithril's swords, which are prone to magic, have a lot of L.A., as much as they say it's a luxury product if they pass it on at 100 and 50.

So I focused on slime. The slime is a magical creature, as you can already see. They use their magic to change shape and move around. So I checked that the magic conductivity of the slime is a surprising 99%. Plus, it's liquid, so I'm free to change form. I hunted the slime and proceeded to study the remaining slime jelly that crushed the core. The crushed slime core gently surpasses a thousand. So much so that the area fell short of slime and flew on an expedition.

That's how they succeeded in formulating slime jelly, which is easy to handle and enhance, and in bodysuiting it all over the body. Unlike armor, it is comfortable with no light sound, but rather aids the movement of the body. Of course the defense comes with origami.

I am currently wearing a black bodysuit made of slime jelly with black pigments. There is no extra decoration, it fits the line of the body and only ensures vision and breathing. It remains the culprit of a certain detective comic strip.

Slowly, when intervening as a shady powerful person, you may consider the design it deserves.

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That's why we arrived in the abandoned village. The lights are on even though it's late at night, and apparently we're banqueting a successful merchant army raid. Yeah, very lucky. Bandits and all of them are unplanned, so if I take it away, I'll use it right away. I only have something decent about right after the raid.

Bandit stuff is my stuff, and this is how I get more assets to become a shady man in the future.

I broke into the banquet with a tension max. I won't hit you by surprise, because it won't be an exercise.

"Hyah!! Get the golden-eyed stuff out!!

I screamed at the center of the banquet.

"Hey, what's up, you little one!

It's only natural that you're a little girl because you're 10.

"Hey, you can give me money!

When he kicked the rude man who called me a chick, the bandits finally took the weapon too.

"Hey, pardon me for licking you and being a kid......!

"Wow!

Gently slash off the neck of the man lining up your trust. Of course, the weapon is also made of slime, which is excellent to take out only when you need it. Besides, this slime sword still has convenient features.

Convenience features one, stretch.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I stretch out the slimesword to sweep away the mob bandits around me.

It stretches as supple as a munchkin, but the cleavage is the sword itself. I've never been in action before, so I had some anxiety, but this is practical enough.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... is that it?

Quiet a lot if you're in good shape and slashing it all over. There's only one more, isn't there?

"And who the hell are you...?

"I don't have a choice, it's a convenience feature, and two, you try it."

"Hey, what the fuck...!?

"You at least look stronger than these guys, and you're a boss, aren't you? Unfortunately, there's no chance that you'll beat me, but if you can be a practice partner, you can live about two minutes longer, so keep up the good work."

"Hey, don't lick me, kid! I'm still in Wangdu...!

"Yes, there, don't waste your breath."

"I'm kidding. Ah!

Boss A comes in with an angry phase. I deserve that slaughter... inevitably.

And the Boss A's sword swept my chest, and I rolled down the ground with shock.

"Ha, this is what happens because you're licking it. I am the king's capital, Bushin 'Liu, and I tell you all... what!?

"I didn't slash it..."

I got up as if nothing had happened. [M]

The defense capabilities are also very satisfactory, and the Boss A or so offense is likely to render it completely powerless with a slime body suit.

"I hear Business-flow has been popular in Wangdu lately. I want you to show me."

"Damn, I'll show you. Wow!

Boss A's attack.

No, yeah, I can afford it. I'm waving my sword so hard, but I don't even have to set up a sword. Spare room for bodywork and stepwork.

But it's a bushin 'stream, maybe a pretty favorite sword.

Unusual in this world, spiritual theory and old stones do not capture us, and reason sees us trying to pack the battle. That can even be read from Boss A's awkward slaughter. Fast for a moment, half a step forward, I can empathize with the ingenious attitude of packing the battle.

I just don't have enough boss A to handle that sword.

I make a mistake when Boss A's attack is interrupted.

"Oh, my sword... why don't you hit it!

"I'm weaker than my father. Maybe I'm stronger than my sister on the boulder, but I guess I'll be out in a year."

"Fucking kid. Ahhh!

Playing Boss A's sword swinging at me, I kicked his snake lightly. Allow the snap, quickly, in a knee-to-bottom motion.

Then.

"Gu, ah, ah, why...?

Boss A nods on the spot and holds Sne down. Red blood transmits snakes to create stains on the ground.

The trick was easy, because my nails had sharp swords stretched out like ice picks. Slime Sword Convenience Part Two: When you like, you can stretch your sword from wherever you want.

The use of which I felt particularly likely was the method of kicking the foot out in front of the opponent with a sword out of his toenail. Attacks on feet are difficult to defend. Kick your foot unilaterally while preventing and sealing your opponent's sword. Plain but usually strong.

"Doesn't it make sense to do this any more?"

"Ma, wait...!

"You didn't last two minutes."

I kicked Boss A's jaw up with my fingertip sword. The sentence for skewering.

Roll the cramping boss A, I fish for loot.

"No artwork, no food, no pass, no cash, jewelry, precious metal, chamon."

There were several carriages of loot. And the bodies of multiple merchants.

"I took vengeance, and I'll make the most of my luggage, so don't worry, you'll grow up in Buddha."

I got my first trophy and prayed silently. About 5 million zennies in cash conversion, roughly the same value as 1 yen for 1 zennie. This is all going to fund the activities of the shady powerful.

I wish it would be a more insecure and bandit spreading world. If you walk down the road like a game, all you have to do is get to the level of encounting.

"Try harder in the next life and spread it all over the world."

I put my thumb up against the unspeakable Boss A... and I found something at the end of that gaze.

"Cage...?

It looks big and sturdy for you.

"Are you a slave? It's a pass because I can't."

But maybe there's something nice inside, so I stripped the cage cover just in case.

"This is... unexpected"

I don't know what it is in there...... the rotten meat chunks were rolling. I painstakingly retain my human form, but I didn't know my gender or age.

But he was still alive. No, maybe he's conscious, too. The lump of meat shook up at me peeking into the cage.

I've heard of it. About a monster called Satanic Possession and executed by the Church. In the beginning, they are born as normal human beings, and one day flesh rots out on the border. If left alone, he dies immediately, but the Church is buying away living demonic possessions and executing them by calling them purification. He is purifying the devil, slaughtering the sick, and the people praise the Church that peace has been preserved. It feels exactly medieval and tense.

This meat chunk would also be worth more than today's loot if sold to the church. Naturally, it's pointless because I can't handle it.

Well, can I make it easier for you?

I plugged the slime sword through the gap in the cage… I realized there was one.

This meat mass contains a lot of magic. Enough magic to outmaneuver me from a very young age. And this...

"Is this wavelength, a magic runoff...?

Isn't this how this meat mass is caused by magic runoff? I once saw a sore eye caused by a magical outburst. If, at that time, we could not contain the magic runoff, wouldn't this have happened?

And the effect of magic on the flesh. I felt a possibility that day. I wonder if the Magic Run will allow the flesh to become familiar with Magic and mutate into a flesh that is easier to handle Magic. But deliberately causing a magical outburst was too dangerous and forbidden.

Assuming that this meat mass can be experimented with using this meat mass as a product of a magical outburst… I should be able to approach the Shadow Powerful without risk.

"You can use this meat..."

I reached for the meat chunk and poured magic into it.