Ch 158: The disaster summoner

Ch 158: The disaster summoner

[Breathing Sword Style]

[Unique ability belonging to a Sword Style that improves perception for 3 seconds and restores a portion of energy. Consumable item: the unique skill will remain forever]

'My hands are shaking from testing this skill immediately. The fact that it regenerates energy to some degree is already enough for it to be considered an excellent skill, but it also enhances perception... It is simply an extraordinary skill!'

In legends, the Sword Saints enhanced their perception, allowing them to temporarily move at the speed of light. And while this skill is several steps down, that doesn't detract from its importance!

"Now, applying the rule of three, I'll take three of them. Leandro also has nine in total. He won't miss them if I take just a few."

With this, Leandro has just gifted me three different magic items. The Rule of Three is being applied to perfection. I hope this will temporarily increase my luck, making no one suspect me.

'Hm? Why do I feel like I just met the conditions for a class?'

I casually open the Class window to check and see why I have such a strange and annoying feeling.

[Thief Lvl 1]

'No, no, no. Impossible! There must be a bug! The user interface must have made a mistake. You must be more careful, user interface. Remember that these magic items were gifted to me. They were gifted to me! Well, now I hope you will correct your mistakes.'

[Thief Lvl 1]

Emir: "..."

'It can't be. I became that which I swore to destroy.'

***

The story for this adventurer's hypnosis was a raid scheduled for tomorrow. In other words, upon waking up, the adventurer will notice nothing strange in his inventory. It will be in the night when an unknown raider will try to steal the boxes with the magic items.

Then the adventurer will bravely defend himself, and the thief will only manage to take some magic items... It sounds corny, I know, but the adventurer will have to apply his gift of gab to the fullest if he wants to survive.

'I've done my part. The rest is up to you.'

After making him sleep, I followed the same path I previously used and jumped the fence. But this time, the guard didn't notice me.

The security at the Golden Lion Guild was less in comparison, so I easily managed to enter my camping tent without attracting attention.

'Well, time to sleep. Good night.'

***

*Ting Ting Ting Ting*

"Mm... Ah, what an annoying noise... Stop it... Mn."

Even though I want to keep sleeping, the damn bell sounded like it was applying a curse to its listeners. No matter how much I covered my ears, it somehow managed to get into my head!

"Haa, I'll have to get up. I can't sleep with so much noise."

I feel like everyone who heard the bell is thinking the same thing.

Without giving it much thought, I changed my clothes through the inventory and was just about to leave when...

"Bluagh!" Someone threw up.

"Ow, my stomach... It hurts."

Someone complained.

"Bathroom! Bathroom!"

Another one ran behind the bushes.

'Ah, Fabio did all this for the sake of raising the spirits and bloodlust. Even when everyone present is still pale and holding the urge to go to the bathroom-bush, their eyes show a new vigor. Well, it's my time to enter the stage.'

I don't even need to act. The alcohol coursing through my veins is enough to make me zigzag and make me feel like there's a 7-Richter magnitude earthquake... I have no idea what a Richter magnitude is, but I feel it fits the sentence perfectly.

With a heroic stance and my sword held high, I say...

"Long live the Golden Lion Guild! I will accumulate achievements for the Guild Master!!!"

"Long live the Golden Lion Guild!"

"We will accumulate achievements!"

The fact that a drunkard appeared out of nowhere didn't attract any attention at all. On the contrary, everyone is in such a terrible state that they feel represented by me. After all, I'm the only one who can still stand up.

Fabio: "..."

'- God... The disaster summoner appeared...'

As different kinds of screams rang out, Fabio looked at Beatrice.

"Didn't you say that the alcohol with magical properties would be enough to make him sleep for three whole days??!! Then why is he still standing??! He doesn't even have a hangover!" Fabio whispered to her.

"By the way he behaved last night, I was sure he wouldn't be able to wake up. I don't know why he's still standing either!"

"Haa, then tell me... How high do you think the possibility of him being the one who poisoned the food?"

'It all feels so moving-... Oops, I almost fell... Who put that stone there? Aren't we friends?!'

Beatrice: "..."

'- He's still drunk from last night's bottle. Only a fool or someone very innocent would fall into the beauty trap so easily...'

"Considering what he did last night, I'd say... low," Beatrice whispered.

'Hm? Why is Fabio with his hands on his forehead? Does he have a headache?'

At some point, Fabio starts walking in my direction. At this, I quickly sheathe my sword, raise my chest proudly, and start throwing stars out of my eyes, implying that even drunk, I will give my best in this war.

As the saying goes, 'drunk I fight better.'

"Emir, you have done enough. I recognize your achievements, and for that... you don't need to attend the guild war. I will pay you everything as I promised, so don't worry!"

"Huh?! But... But that would be unfair to the rest!"

Our conversation attracted so much attention that many of the people present fell silent to listen to us.

"Observing and learning from the enemy guild is a very important job. Do you agree with me?" He asked the others.

"Yes, guild master! Very important!" They all chorused.

'- Haa... For the first time in my life, I want to pay someone for doing nothing... I shouldn't have underestimated the rumors. It was already well known that Emir was a disaster summoner. And for that very reason, I don't want him around at such an important time!'

"Is it okay for me to get paid for doing nothing?"

"You won't be doing nothing. You should observe and learn, right?"

"Yes, guild master!"

"But that's almost the same thing," I argued.

Fabio: "..."

'-Do I have to beg him to take my money?'