2 Episode 2 "Save the Girl Using Skills Reassembled".txt (2/2)

Her silver hair swayed, softly.

She glanced at me with her red eyes and quickly looked away.

'Ashtarthae asked me to do something for you. 'Cecil-Fallot.'

I whispered in a whisper so that the slavers wouldn't hear me.

'Well, it's not much of a match. I'll buy you out. In return, I want you to give me information about this world. To be frank, I want you to be my teacher.

”...──?

The girl's eyes are wide open, as if she's seeing something incredible. But she quickly gets down.

Ah, I had this look on my face when I was working part-time, too.

I'll raise your hourly wage - I can't do it,” is the combo I got.

That kind of thing makes me sick of having hope.

”So, shopkeeper. How much is Cecil's sales price?

''It's 180,000 Alsha. It's a valuable dark elf.

120,000 arsha?

He must have realized that he had seen through the market.

The light that looked down at me disappeared from the little man's eyes.

''Sir, excuse me, but do you have the money to pay for it?　We're all about quick money.

How about paying with skills?

With skills?

'Skills are traded for money here. There's also a skills shop next door, and it's probably faster there than going to the trouble of cashing in.

May I call an appraiser?

I don't mind.

A small man yawns at the clerk.

A middle-aged woman in the back of the store runs to the next store and brings in the skill shop clerk.

Ashtarthae says, ”With your consent, you'll know what skills you've taken out.

In other words, without consent, you don't know what skills you have.

I guess I'd better keep my ”ability rebuilding” under wraps.

So, that's why.

'What we want to sell you is 'the skill to blow up low-level demons with a cleaning tool'.

I place my hand on his chest.

I call up ”Demon Wipeout Lv 1”.

A slippery feeling.

A crystal ball that can fit in the palm of your hand comes out.

”...... 'Demon Wipeout Lv 1'?　I've never seen anything like it.

The bespectacled skill shop clerk said.

Well, I guess so. I just made it.

'The effect is ...... yeah, this guy is right. How much do you want to sell this for?

”120,000 Arsha.

Hmm.

The skill shop clerk has a difficult look on his face.

'It would be quicker if you could see the effects in action. I'd like to borrow a broomstick. Also, is there a harmless demon out there somewhere?

The slime is for magical targets.

Is there such a thing?

The skill shop clerk brings a colorless slime from the shop.

He seems to use magic to hold it in place.

We walked out of the store.

Cecil looks at us. It's like he's giving me a little more of a look than before, you know, like he's expecting something.

Yeah, it's nice. It's cute.

I'll give you something to look at, too.

”See if these skills are worth 120,000 arsha's worth.

I put the 'Demon Sweep' back in my chest and hold my broom.

It's a skill I made for myself. I know how to use it.

I lightly sweep the motionless slime with my broom. And then...

Huh────────────────────────────── U────

The slime flew.

Like a golf tee shot.

It flew over the heads of the people in the square and over the buildings.

Oh no, it flew. More than I thought it would.

It flew at least 300 meters though I couldn't see it clearly because it was transparent. Wow.

What do you think?

...... No, I'm just saying, ”How's it going? What do I get out of it?

The slavers have a strange look on their faces.

Oh, Cecil is nodding. I think she's getting the idea. She's got a handle on what this skill can do.

Well, now it's time to start negotiating.

”Since you are a slaver, you travel to trade in people, don't you?　Aren't you often attacked by demons?　I think I could use these skills.

'No, we're hiring bouncers too, and we won't go anywhere near a demon we can't defeat.

The slaver shook his head, saying it was out of the question.

”We have all the best players here. There's no need to go to the trouble of relying on your strange skills...

Can we defeat a demon if we fight it?

Yes, sir.

So how long would that battle take?

I said.

The slaver's face changed.

”You're traveling from town to town. If you get into a fight with a demon on the way, it will cost you time. If you don't get to the city by nightfall, you'll be out in the open. The danger of getting attacked by a monster is even greater. If I can get rid of the weaker demons with this skill, I can save that time.

I continue.

”You're slaves to your cargo, but you're human. If they are killed by demons on the run, they are worthless. If they are injured or become ill, their value decreases. The more time you spend with them, the greater the risk.

......

Well, it's not the skills I'm selling, frankly.

I took out my 'Demon Sweeping LV1' once more and said, ”I want to sell you 'Time'.

''What I want to sell you is the 'time' I can reduce with my skills.

And is it worth 120,000 arsha?

That's your call. Just think about it. How many times do you encounter demons during your stocking trip? How long the battle takes. The delay in travel. The cost of food for the bouncers, yourself and your slaves. How much money would be spent on the maintenance of weapons and healing herbs and other necessities for the battle. Most of all, you'll have the peace of mind of knowing that you'll be able to get rid of low-level monsters for the duration of your journey. Time to come home early and spend time with your family.

Let's call it a no-go around here.

If it's not worth 120,000, I'll just go sell it somewhere else.

This is the only one I've created in 'Rebuilding Capabilities' and it's the only one here. It's a one-off skill in a way.

In fact, I'm sure there are other people who want it, and I can do whatever I need to do to just sell it.

Ugh. ......

The slaver looked at the skill shop with a sideways glance, as if asking for help.

''There's no doubt that it's a rare skill. The value of the rare skill ranges from 50,000 to 1.5 million arsha. It's up to you, the buyer, to decide whether or not you find value in that.

The skill man shrugged.

'I get it!　Let's trade 'Demon Cleanup Lv 1' for this girl!

The slaver folded his arms for a while and snorted, then finally nodded.

Good!

Gutted in my mind.

I managed to bluff my way through the whole thing ...... good.

I was wondering what I would do if it didn't work out.

”Then it's official: 'Contract'.

I say, trying to keep my cool.

I say, ”Yes, sir. I'd like a medallion, please.

The medallion: ...... Ah, so this is it.

I remember when I transitioned to this world, a pendant appeared on my chest.

It's gold in color and has a crystal key on the pendant head.

Ashtarte taught me how to use it earlier.

It is said that humans can use this to make a 'contract' with each other.

”In the name of the 'contract' god.

”Mutual agreement to trade the skill 'Demon Cleansing Lv 1' for 'Cecil'... 'Contract'.

With a clink, the key that was discussed shines.

At the same time, Cecil's collar rings, and a ring is born on my left hand.

It was a ring with a small red crystal ball on it.

A proof of the master-slave contract, I suppose.

You'll be able to find out more about this. As for Cecil's skills, please go back to the inn and check it out. You know that my master (master) can do it.

Yeah.

'So you weren't an amateur after all. Customer ...... and all that.

The slaver and the skill dealer looked at me with probing eyes.

''Where in the world did you get this rare skill?

I just came from the East. It was my grandfather's memento. There are some dark elven acquaintances in my hometown, and they asked me to help them with Cecil.

Improvising scenarios is a skill I developed when I was making doujin games.

Oh, and of course what I was making was for all ages, right?

I see. Well, let me know if you have any other skills to sell.

I'll think about it. Bye.

I have no intention of coming back.

I wave to the slaver and the skill dealer and leave.

They look at me curiously, hand in hand with Cecil.