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[11th] Anyway, we're engaged!

▶ Correct Answer: It's not Iliya, it's Iliya.

Ilena!

It's only one syllable difference!

If you've been seeing someone for a long time, you might be a little wrong!

Thanks to the schoolgirl, I remembered the thief's real name, so I decided to have a conversation.

Tr a n slat ed by jpmtl .com I approached the table where she was sitting.

Illina was alert to me as if I was looking at a madman, but the understandable warrior replied with a clear smile.

And I said,

“Illina. I'm your fiancée. ”

“Phew -?! Cough, cough!"

I hurriedly drank the Medusa fermented liquor, spreading what Ilena had eaten in front of me.

Whether it was the high fortune or the blessing of the universe, the food fragments that were in her mouth did not even splash through my body, but it was not a good sight.

Transla t ed by jp mt l .c o m The pattern after that was similar to before.

The conversation that started with the inference about how she knew her name concluded that I was a great warrior and her fiancée.

Her real name was as important as a guarantee check.

“Ugh... My mother's hidden fiancée... ”

Ilena, who never told me her name outside the house, believed my words without a doubt.

I asked her a question of disgust.

“How many artifacts of chaos have you collected? ”

“Two.”

Illina took the brooch out of her pocket, as well as a crucial secret. I saw that in the black market the other day.

Can only be used by the descendants of the three regrettable Elf Kings. The effect is to protect the wearer like divinity.

But now I was an ornament.

This is because the protection of relatively lowering items was not very helpful because the stats were too high.

Next, she picks up the chaotic artifact I haven't seen, rummaging through her little suitcase.

Those were one-eyed glasses.

Although nobles with poor vision carry them around all the time for reading and paperwork, one-eyed glasses come to mind in the continent of Fantasy.

T ra n sl ate d b y jp m tl.c om Magic glasses to measure combat strength!

But that item is useless on this entry exam grounds.

This is due to the fact that stats are so loud that they lightly exceed the limit measured by magic glasses.

There was no Class Z in the preexisting continent of Fantasy.

There may be others who hide their skills perfectly like Master Molan, but there is no encounter in a warrior's adventure.

But what about here?

One lord enters the transcendent realm.

The level used to be only 300 levels, but now it is Soldiers A, B, and C.

“Don't look at it like it's nothing. I had a hard time getting to the North Continent. These glasses are an amazing magical tool. There is no limit to combat strength measurement. And unlike other tools, it displays combat strength in numbers. ”

“By numbers? Phew... ”

The magical glasses I know give off combat strength with the concentration of green energy wrapped around their bodies.

The cheap level measures combat strength, and the advanced level is combined with the skill level.

The only drawback?

Production and Secondary Skill Ranks are also reflected in combat strength.

Whether it's Cooking A or Swordsmanship A, they treat it the same way!

T ra n slat e d b y jp mtl .c o m I wanted to measure my combat strength before I read the memories in the chaos relics.

First things first.

“What is the strength of that man? ”

You pointed to Tribal F cleaning the restaurant floor.

Race: Human

⁄ Level: 96

Job: Cook (Career Cooking )

⁄ Skill: Cooking S Brazier A Miniature A Butchering A Fermentation B...

Status: Boundary

It wasn't a chef's stat in the Fuzzy Tribe.

If it were originally the continent of Fantasy, it would have taken its name away from my colleague, the 'King of Cooking’.

Ilina wears glasses.

And I said,

“That man is 1053. ”

“Looks like you're really measuring by numbers. ”

However, there were not enough samples. To find out whether that number was high or low, we needed to compare it. T r a n s la t e d by Jp mtl.co m

“For your information, I am 5160000. ”

“... too big a difference to compare. ”

However, seeing Illina's rapidly changing stats, she accepted.

Race: Arc Elves

⁄ Level: 4985

Job: Thief (abbreviation Luck )

⁄ Skill: Hidden Z Potential Z Disguised MAX Dagger SSS Energy SSS...

Status: Tension, Interest

If Chief F was the Cooking King, Illina was the God of Thieves.

If she were to be thrown into the ordinary continent of Fantasy, there would be no one in the world she couldn't kill.

“Don't be alarmed by what you hear. This is the aid of all magic glasses. Producer Goddess of Invention, who was the first warrior's companion. He was a fairy, a relative of my ancestors. So this was not stolen, but justified... ”

“It's a job to be a thief. ”

“Uhh…. ”

Irresistible Ilyna trembles. It's such a pity that it's fake.

And now it's my turn.

“What's my combat strength? ”

“I was going to measure it anyway. But I don't expect much. In the past three years, I have met countless warriors, and even more than 10,000 of them are rare. Whatever the outcome, don't be too disappointed. A tool is just a tool, but you can't hide your advantages with numbers. For reference only. I can't deny that it's very useful in the Arena when I need travel funds. ”

“The tribe is long. ”

“Then you're too hard on your fiancée! There's nothing odd about it. Are you sure my fiancée is right? ”

Ilena looks suspicious beyond her glasses.

I said as if throwing.

“Of course. Otherwise, how do you know your breasts are fake? ”

“Huff?! ”

My combat strength measurements were taken after Illina slowly regained her senses, revealing a profound secret of pride.

“So how many? ”

“Don't rush me. This artifact has a unique advantage that Combat Skills are only reflected in combat strength and are denoted with precise numbers, but it's too old to measure. 1,000 breakthroughs…. 5,000 breakthroughs…. ”

I listened to Illina's live feed calling the numbers.

Like an elevator, it seemed to go slowly up from 1, not out at once, like a scale.

“Hmm? Did you stop at 100,000? ”

Ilena, who kept calling the numbers, has been silent since over 100,000.

She shakes her head to the left and to the right with an unbelievable face and denies my question.

“... No. It's going up. Now the small number of digits has just increased the distance you call it. Break through 120,000. Oh my god... Even the strongest warrior I've ever seen was 90,000. ”

“Him?”

Who the fuck are you?

“I don't know his name. He was strong among the warriors, but overall he was weaker than me as a mercenary commander. Above all, I wasn't interested because I was a pathetic human man chasing after the famous Ice Princess of the North Continent... 150,000 breakthroughs. ”

“I see.”

We had conversations and waited for the battle gauge to finish.

By the time the plot had gone down, I had succeeded in a spontaneous ride to her hidden Bonga ( ).

I will leave as soon as my combat strength measurement is complete.

“A million breakthroughs.... What the...? ”

Ilena was shocked to see my face through her glasses.

But I wasn't in the mood to play her part. It's because I didn't see any signs of finishing my combat measurement.

“Isn't that fast? ”

Don't you have to be flexible that much faster when the digits get bigger?

“Unfortunately, there is no such function. No, according to the literature, it used to be, but now it seems to be malfunctioning. 1.1 million breakthroughs. ”

When is the battle strength measurement for those old glasses going to end?

Fortunately, there was a touch of salvation.

“I waited quietly, thinking the conversation would be over soon, but I can't do it anymore. We have to close the restaurant, so please leave. ”

Tribe F gave us a blessing.

I would have just insulted the 'friendly Aboriginal who drives out the warrior’ at the same time, but now I am very grateful.

“Owner, this restaurant also owns an inn. And I'm going to book a room. ”

Ilena, who was oblivious, refused the banquet.

However, the tribe of F shrugged its shoulders gracefully.

“Floria, every room is filled with guests while you flirt with that stranger. ”

“No way... I'm the only one in this restaurant... ”

“Anyway, it's full. Or do you doubt my words, the tongue of the Blue Wolf tribe? ”

“Hehe!”

There are fun customs in South Continent.

Living in a tribal unit, they are called 'body parts’ according to their status within their tribe.

Heart = Chief

Right Arm = Ultimate Warrior

Left Arm = Chief's Pet

Eye = Best Hunter

Ear = Elder

Tongue = Best Cook

Nose = Priest

Right Foot = Most Cool Man

Left Foot = Most Beautiful Woman

...

Although there is a slight difference between tribes, it is generally like this.

And Tribal F, who is allowed by the name of the ‘tongue’ responsible for taste, is an executive within ten fingers within the tribe.

But what does a position mean for a small tribe?

The rest of the chieftains who took charge of the heart are close to the nicknames they've been given to look like.

But it was also the natives of the southern continent who were obsessed with fighting and honor.

Whose right arm is the strongest?

Whose feet are the widest?

Whose nose is the highest?

Whose eyes are brightest?

...

And tribe F is famous for being the best tongue in the area. That's how I got married to the chief's daughter.

Should I tell them I sold it because I'm a good cook?

So, the pride of "tongue" pierces the sky.

“A tongue friend whose wife's secret is solidified friendship. I'll be right out. I need you to get me a Medusa. ”

“Sir, how far are you going? As you know, Medusa trained on mounts is expensive. If you're close, I recommend the old snake. ”

“To the south.”

My destination was farther south than the South, but the sturdy Medusa that could get there lowered the haunts because it was hard to find. You can't buy or lease it, even if it's for the chief.

And my goal is to make me feel like I'm in the South.

When you travel to Mongolia, the world famous for its conqueror Chinghizkan, it's like riding a horse and tasting mayo.

The Middle Desert Gulf plans to cross Medusa.

Of course, I stopped by Ilina's house in the middle.

“Huh! You want to cross the Desert of Death? Medusa is good enough to sell because she has an owner... ”

“Ma'am...”

“Haha! What a rush. Why don't you tell him to listen to the end? Come to think of it, I think I can get it. So give me a minute! ”

Resolve a Medusa issue to enjoy your trip.

Speaking of which, I also decided to ask another question.

“Where are the warriors? ”

101 warriors have been summoned to the southern continent like the western continent.

However, while I was struggling throughout the restaurant, I didn't even hear the word "warrior" in the many stories I heard as a cutie.

▶ Apologies: I'm sorry. I didn't tell him, but I thought Strong Student was here to count the first round of grudges against the restaurant owner.

Teacher, I am a righteous warrior armed with a spirit of solidarity and helplessness.

A small grudge can be forgotten quickly like a name.

▶ Question: Some people don't forget their names, right?

Oh, the question I thought you swore was sharp.

But I'm not going to answer. That I'll never forget the names of Alex and Ranubel is enough to explain.

“Thief E.”

“...... ”

“You, you. Unnoticed fiancée. ”

“... I doubt you're really my fiancée. I'm gonna go home and talk to my mom. I was going to ask, but I think it would be very tiring to get married. ”

“Are you still measuring your strength? ”

“Yes. Now... 100 million breakthroughs...? Are you really a person? ”

“Human? That's a very, very bad question. I wonder if you really are my fiancée. ”

“I'm sorry. ”

I said, apologizing to the thief E and not caring about the minor issues, I forgive her mistakes greatly.

“Be careful next time. I feel bad for the spirits I hear. ”

I am a ‘human spirit’, not a human.

Between them, there is a gap between a gentle mediocre slime and a gentle master molan.

▶ Embarrassed: I don't know what the difference is anymore...?!

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