The Tutorial Is Too Hard

I gave the dagger to the child.

The child's hand comes toward the flat handle of the dagger that was pushed out.

At a faster pace than ever before.

Sharp.

I couldn't even walk, so I couldn't see the movement of the child who was praying.

Yeah, it was one thing to move a kid.

I think this has given me a lot of opportunities.

I just wanted to give it to you as quickly as possible.

But this is too much to ignore.

[I don't know what omission is, but I think so, warrior.]

The sword bellowed.

Why would he agree to not know what it is?

It doesn't matter.

Whether the Sword agrees with me or not is my decision.

When the child's hand touched the handle of the dagger, he twisted the dagger around with his finger.

The boy's hand wanders through the air instead of grabbing the handle of the dagger.

Seeing the embarrassed child's face, I stabbed him in the chest with a dagger held in reverse.

“Karaoke!”

With only a short scream, the child slumps to the ground.

I didn't die.

Even if you are not familiar with the body of a child, it is not enough to make a mistake by mocking the dagger.

“Kid.”

“Ugh... Ugh... ”

The child could not answer my words, but was moaning in agony.

“Kid, answer me. ”

[I don't recommend just killing it neatly and finding another guide.]

The sword bellowed again.

What kind of confidence does this guy have to call himself?

“Kid, you're gonna bleed to death. Answer me."

The child could not answer.

My head is not spinning because of embarrassment and fear, rather than pain.

I don't think he's in a good position to say anything.

“Don't worry too much. You don't die just because you stabbed it. I didn't stab him once or twice. ”

I didn't touch my internal organs, and there was no blood spilled from the wound.

Of course, if the bleeding continues like this, he will die of excessive bleeding, and he may have died of shock when he first stabbed the dagger in his chest.

I picked up a bottle of potions from the Sub-space Bag.

It wasn't an elixir, but it should be able to heal a wound like that.

“Here's a potion too. You don't have to worry about dying too much. ”

The child's eyes changed.

When a traveler wanders through the desert discovers an oasis, he or she will see that look.

When this child looked at my dagger, when he looked at the subspace bag, when he looked at the jewels, when he first saw my outfit, when he looked at the blades of the waist dance, it was a consistent look in his eyes.

I don't want to blame him.

I can understand and empathize.

We just have to let them know.

I slapped the child's hand with the potion bottle in my hand and swung the bottle in my hand.

The jar of glass from the potion smashed into the child's head with a creaking sound.

In the middle of a sharply broken piece of glass, the child grips his head for a moment and grunts.

Then I realized that the pain I felt in my head was not important.

The child tries to collect the potion scattered in the dirt floor, but the thin potion quickly seeps into the dirt floor.

Only then did the child's eyes look into my eyes.

Finally.

Embarrassment and desperation are extreme.

I was a little sad to see my eyes for the first time.

You pull another bottle of potions out of the Sub-space Bag.

The child tries to reflexively raise his body, but as I move my hand to reverse the potion bottle, he lowers back down.

And begged.

“Please... Please... give me the potion..." I'll do whatever you say. Please. "

Seeing the child in the rain with tears running down his nostrils, I didn't think his head was that bad.

When you panic in a situation like this, your head doesn't roll, and a lot of people repeat stupid judgments.

But he quickly distinguished between the things I shouldn't have done through my reaction.

“You don't have to do everything. ”

The child's eyes deepened.

“There's only one thing I want from you. ”

First, we decided that this is it.

If we wait any longer, this weak child might really die on the streets.

“Here, I'll just give you the potion. ”

I held the potion bottle in his hand.

The child hesitated for a moment, opened the bottle lid and started drinking the potion.

A trembling hand, most of the potions flow down your chin.

I had to pull out another potion bottle.

I fed the potion for a child who couldn't even drink properly and applied it separately to the outside of the wound.

The child was fully sedated about 15 minutes later.

He was still trembling thinly, but stable enough to hear the story.

Fear rather than gratitude.

You ought to be greedy enough, kid.

“Here, take it. ”

I put the spatial bag in the child's arms.

I told the curious child.

“In addition to the jewels I paid you yesterday, I'll give you this bag. ”

“Yes?”

“And when this is done, in addition to that, I'll give you more gems with this magic dagger." ”

The child stares at me dazed, not understanding this situation well.

I asked the child.

“Now, let's go back to what we were talking about. I told you there was only one thing I wanted from you. What do you think that one is? ”

While he was embarrassed, he quickly found the right answer.

“Ha, take me downstairs. ”

“That's right."

I grabbed the child's neck and stood him up.

He slapped me on the back with a loud bang.

“Then go. Towards the lower level of the dungeon. ”

I followed after the child who began to shake, holding the subspace bag tightly in my arms.

Soon, the child was able to walk without any problems.

A child with a hole in his chest started walking at a faster pace than before.

At such a high rate that the average person would be quite overwhelmed.

I was satisfied to follow behind the child and organize the characteristics of those guides.

First of all, my senses are sensitive.

It is clear that hearing and vision are superior to ordinary humans.

Among them, hearing is very good.

You can hear exactly what you want in the middle of a commotion, not just by catching a small sound.

You have very strong arms and legs there.

Her weak muscle mass is showing speed and endurance.

That's one of the reasons he tried to attack me.

If you mimic a skinny kid and suddenly speed up and ambush him, he'll usually be beaten.

Ordinary Humans think they have magic instead of lack of strength, but that child is different.

She has no connection to magic.

It just seemed like a bloodline problem.

I thought it might be a different species, not humans.

Next, guides are good at acting.

The user doesn't just pick up a few lies, but melts them completely into a role play, reflecting itself in the target.

It may be common ground associated with the traditions of lineage or tribes, but it may be merely a professional feature.

And finally, if it's just the kid, he's also grossly talented.

It will be hard to be that incompetent with a body that has such blessed muscles.

It is the same with regard to the fact that it looks like it has not eaten anything and has not received much education.

That should do it.

Assuming he can get me to the bottom, it's useless information after that.

You don't need to think about it here in more detail.

[Brave.]

Ceresia speaks.

You're asking why.

[Can you hear me?]

Serenia asks questions about my past actions.

I don't want to influence my decisions, but I want to hear the reasons for my past actions

[Let's summarize the child's problem in two ways.]

[There are more than one or two things.]

[But there are two things that still matter to me. The first one is excessive. Everyone has greed. And you can be swayed by your own greed. But that kid was too much. When he got the jewels, he wanted more than just that. The reason this is a problem is that you don't know the end of your greed.]

The child was greedy even after receiving jewelry, which was clearly an excessive amount.

If I could have guessed the end of that greed, I would have solved the job by just handing him the treasure.

In this tutorial, jewelry or whatever I end up with is just points.

And I have no intention of caring about points covered in the shells of jewelry.

If necessary for an easy attack, I was able to give her a jewel that could buy an entire village that had passed before.

But I wasn't sure that she would be satisfied with such jewelry.

[That's why I gave it to you. The subspace bag that caught his eye, plus extra jewelry and a magic dagger.]

[But that's not the solution. That greedy kid might want more after receiving them.]

[That's why it was so easy. To show you that jewelry, magic tools, and everything else is meaningless to me. I don't know how long I'll have to spend with him, but I'll let him know indirectly.]

[About what?]

[I can give you as much as you want.]

Ceresia is silent for a moment.

You take your mind off her and walk down the street listening to birds in the woods.

After a little time like that, Ceresia spoke.

[That was the solution to the second problem.]

[Yes. The child's second problem is that he tried to attack me recklessly, in a way that satisfied his own greed. That's why I'm letting you know. There's a better way.]

[But, sir, I think there are still two problems left.]

Two problems.

Before I think about what it is, I just asked Sergia.

[Nevertheless, the child's greed has not yet been fulfilled.]

[So I went a little violent. I can give you as much as you need, but I think you can die if you stick to it.]

[Yes, the child will try to walk the wire. But there's still the possibility that he'll be swayed by greed until the end.]

I don't think so.

Fear erases greed.

Fear is man's most primal need for survival.

The Ceresia that was faint will not understand.

That child walking in front of me right now is not guiding me to satisfy my greed at this moment.

I just do what I'm told because I'm scared.

For the time being, the fear alone will allow us to use him as a guide.

And over time, when fear fades, you can use the child's greed as a reverse.

Finally, the faint but still remaining fear will prevent greed from spreading to excess.

[What's the second problem?]

[It is possible that your child will hold a grudge against you for this.]

* * *

The entrance of the dungeon after following the child's guidance showed a slightly different look than I thought.

I expected the entrance to a spreading, ominous cave, but this was just the bottom of the market.

Not just as noisy as the market floor, but the market floor was really open.

There were stalls built around it, and there were a lot of people who held on to the passers-by and acted accordingly.

There was a passageway or hawk just beyond the entrance to the dungeon.

It was loud and loud, and there were too many people.

There were too many of them.

I grabbed the walking man's wrist, slamming his shoulder on the side.

And then I grabbed it and twisted it.

Duck -

The number of pickpockets with crumpled wrists and elbows, trying to pry through my arms or steal my waistband's sword, is already over ten.

Screams of the pickpocket's agony were buried in the surrounding noise, and the sight of the pickpocket groaning in its place became invisible to the crowd.

“Is this how it's supposed to be? ”

“Yes, Prosecutor. Since there's only one entrance, it's always like this. You'll feel a little better if you go in there. Beware of pickpockets until then. ”

Boy, there aren't any pick-pockets left to keep selling around here.