The Chronicle of the Dungeon Master of Slaughter – A Reclusive Beautiful Girl Became a Dungeon Master, So She Pursues the Path of a Hikikomori – Chapter 120

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐𝟎: 𝐀 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫

“. . .Time sure flies. Has it already been this long?”

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Suddenly, as I stared at the calendar at my workspace, I muttered to myself.

It has been several decades since I was summoned to this world with my classmates.

Back then, I was a lively high school boy, but now I have become just an ordinary old man, or rather a nice middle-aged man.

Strangely enough, as so much time has passed, the memories that once seemed like a nightmare are fading, and they are now just memories I can recall.

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Now, I am working as an appraisal dealer at the adventurer’s guild.

My unique skill, [appraisal], is a heroic cheat that can provide precise information that far surpasses any ordinary appraisal dealer or appraisal stone.

I use this to undertake the appraisal of items brought to the adventurer’s guild.

Honestly, I think this is my true calling.

I use my long-standing skill of observing people to maintain good relationships at the workplace, and earn income by utilizing my unique skill.

Most importantly, there is no danger to my life in this job, which is the best part.

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I feel happy spending such peaceful days.

I feel value in the fact that I am alive.

It might be heartless, but since that time, when I descended from the battlefield with the Demon Lord, I have started to feel a bit glad that I survived, just me.

It would be great if I had a wife now… but at this age, being single is self-explanatory.

“. . .Hey. . .Hey! Kenji-san!”

“Hmm?”

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And so, when I was reminiscing about the past and daydreaming,

I heard the voice of a boy calling me, and my consciousness returned to reality.

Damn, damn, I got lost in my thoughts during work.

I have to get serious before the guild master gets angry.

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“Oh, it’s you, Locke. What’s up?”

“I’ve come to your place, obviously to bring an item!”

“I figured as much.”

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Well, I knew that even without asking, but it’s a formality to ask.

Immediately after that, the boy in front of me shouted, “Here it is!” and took an item out of his bag and put it on the buyback counter.

This guy’s name is Locke.

He’s a novice adventurer who’s diving into a relatively easy dungeon nearby with his party members.

From the look on his face, it seems like he got his hands on an item he’s quite confident in today.

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“Let’s see. Oh, you found something good. Let’s see…”

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🔸🔸🔸

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𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐟𝐟 𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝟒𝟎𝟎𝟎

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𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 +𝟗𝟎𝟎

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𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐟𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧.

𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫.

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🔸🔸🔸

🔹A𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞s.𝐜𝐨𝐦 ― 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥s 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 “𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬🔹

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“You’ve hit the jackpot! Good job, Locke! This is worth at least 100 gold coins!”

“Really?! Yes! Now I can escape from my life of poverty!”

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Locke raised both hands in joy.

Well, most novice adventurers are poor.

After all, those who have money don’t become adventurers.

They would probably choose a more stable job with no risk to their lives.

Like me.

Even as a former hero, I’m strong enough to handle novice adventurers with one hand, but I never think about becoming an adventurer or diving into dungeons.

Especially dungeons, they’re nothing but bad memories for me.

Well, I’ve never actually dived into one, but all my trauma, from the Demon Lord to Honjo-san, is dungeon-related.

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“. . .So, it’s already this late.”

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By the time I finished processing the purchase of the staff that Locke had brought in, it was already getting dark outside the guild.

It’s about time to end my shift.

Lately, there’s no sudden work, so I don’t have to go help other guild staff members.

I can leave on time.

Long live a white company.

Well, in return, when it’s a warzone, it’s hard enough to seriously consider changing jobs…

The last time, when the lord of this town and the guild master were trying to establish a unit to investigate the Demon Forest against the opposition of the country, it was tough.

I was even called out to help and nearly worked myself to death.

…Before I turn into that workaholic again, let’s enjoy my life of leaving work on time. Let’s do that.

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“Well, take care.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Good work.”

After greeting the other employees, I left the guild and headed home.

I have to buy something for dinner on the way back.

Living alone is hard.

I walked down the main street, aiming for a store that sells food.

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“Huh?”

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Then, at that moment, I noticed two girls walking from the opposite direction.

They were two beautiful elf girls.

One looked about elementary school age, and the other looked about high school age.

Both are quite beautiful, but nothing particularly noteworthy.

There shouldn’t be.

Yet, I sensed something unknown from these two.

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I used appraisal towards the two girls on the spur of the moment.

This is almost a conditioned reflex.

Anything that is not clear, appraisal immediately.

This is the key to avoiding danger and living long.

At least, that’s what I think.

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However, the next moment, I regretted using appraisal.

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🔸🔸🔸

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐯――

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫

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𝐇𝐏: 𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎/𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎

𝐌𝐏: 𝟐𝟎𝟎/𝟐𝟎𝟎

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𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤: 𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟎𝟎(𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎)

𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞: 𝟏𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟎(𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎)

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫: 𝟐𝟎𝟎

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞: 𝟏𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟎(𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎)

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝟗𝟎𝟎𝟎(𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎)

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𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬

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[𝐀𝐜𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐋𝐯—][𝐏𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐋𝐯𝟏]

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🔸🔸🔸

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𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐄𝐥𝐟 𝐋𝐯𝟑𝟓

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐋𝐞𝐢𝐟

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𝐀𝐛𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐆𝐨𝐝

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𝐇𝐏: 𝟏𝟎𝟐𝟏𝟏/𝟏𝟎𝟐𝟏𝟏

𝐌𝐏: 𝟏𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟓/𝟏𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟓

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𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤: 𝟏𝟎𝟏𝟔𝟓

𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞: 𝟏𝟎𝟏𝟒𝟕

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫: 𝟏𝟏𝟒𝟓𝟎

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞: 𝟏𝟎𝟒𝟎𝟒

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟎𝟑𝟐𝟐

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𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥

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[𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧]

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𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬

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[𝐌𝐏 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲: 𝐋𝐯𝟐][𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜: 𝐋𝐯𝟏𝟓][𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜: 𝐋𝐯𝟑𝟎]

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🔸🔸🔸

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𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐝.

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 +𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟎𝟎

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠

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🔸🔸🔸

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“What…?!”

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I desperately suppressed the astonishment that was about to burst out.

I saw it.

In the precise appraisal results of the Automata, a sentence “[Manufacturer Honjo・Mamori]”.

Honestly, there are many things to question about this status.

Like what’s an evil god, or the status is too high.

But I don’t have time to worry about such things.

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I must run…!

I have to disappear from Honjo-san’s sight as soon as possible, or I’ll be killed!

Fortunately, or perhaps not, the skill [Pseudo dungeon area creation: Lv1] has an effective range of a radius of 10 meters, as appraisal informed me.

If I can get out of that range with a casual step while hiding my astonishment and fear, I might be saved!

Stay calm.

Keep calm, move naturally, but quickly away!

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“Master, is it okay to leave this town be? It’s quite close to our place, isn’t it?”

“There’s no problem. They haven’t made it into the demon forest yet, so it’s not a big enough deal to crush.

So, for now, it’s enough just to put the lords and other power-holders in their place. For now, at least.”

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I could hear a disturbing conversation.

Pretend you didn’t hear!

Pretend you didn’t hear!

And then, I’ll request a transfer tomorrow!

I’ll spend the rest of my life in the country farthest from the demon forest!

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While desperately distancing myself from the center of the storm, I could no longer see the automatons.

I, I’m saved…!

Cold sweat comes out late.

My breath is disrupted with fear, and my knees start to laugh shakily.

I did well!

I did well, me!

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Anyway, let’s go home for today.

Go home and prepare to move, and write a transfer request!

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And so, in order to cherish the life I picked up by luck once again, I left the place as if I were running away.

―𝕿𝕳𝕰 𝕰𝕹𝕯―

𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞!

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