Min-Maxing My TRPG Build in Another World: Volume 7 by Schuld

Author:Schuld [SCHULD]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2023-10-09T00:00:00+00:00

[Tips] Many clans dabble in wrongdoing at levels that won’t force the government to intervene. While most pay small bribes to have minor crimes overlooked, some delicately tiptoe around felonies that would ordinarily be punishable by death.

The discomfort of rain drumming on my hood soaked in.

I’d almost put up a barrier like I always did, but then had an epiphany. It would be strange if my mantle was dry and my boots were free of mud.

“It’s so slippery,” I said.

“Honestly. All this cobblestone means so little with how much mud there is. Are you sure you won’t fall with only two legs?”

Marsheim’s streets were dilapidated. Not only were there gaps in the stone pavement, but no one bothered to clean off the dirt brought in on travelers’ shoes—a serious concern due to the rain. Margit was less than pleased to navigate this slipping hazard with a hangover, but she still managed to expertly scurry about; I, on the other hand, had a real challenge in keeping my balance without the extra limbs.

Ugh, it really would be strange if we showed up somewhere else completely clean. I unfortunately couldn’t just go around meticulously separating mud and water so it’d only touch my clothes without affecting my body. But at the same time, I didn’t want the cold to numb my fingers in the event of an emergency; it was a choice between conserving my mana and staying ready for action at a moment’s notice.

“Well,” I said, “I have a trick for keeping my footing.”

That said, my stability was too important to skimp out on. It was a simple solution: I placed Unseen Hands right where I’d step so I didn’t have to make contact with the ground. This was the same old tactic that let me jump around midair. For how simple it was, the thought of guaranteeing solid ground beneath me was a godly power as a swordsman. This had certainly been one of my smartest ideas, if I do say so myself.

“And what a trick it is,” Margit marveled quietly. “You’re making me jealous.”

I offered to do the same for her, but she said that they felt gross to step on and turned me down. Not being able to directly feel the ground was viscerally unpleasant to her, both as a huntress and as an arachne.

I could sympathize. I’d feel just as uncomfortable if I had a lousy sword at my hip throwing me off-center; there were probably lots of instinctive maladies that came with expertise and physiology that others just wouldn’t understand.

“But I must say... Perhaps we should consider our work carefully on rainy days.”

“Looks like it. I’d like to just laze around at an inn unless we absolutely have to go out.”

Even with the sun hanging high behind the clouds, few people could be seen on the streets. The thought of diligently working through poor weather didn’t occur to anyone around here.

Barring the agricultural sector, the idea that a worker was to do their job through hell or high water had been a very modern concept on Earth.

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