This is how we temporarily became a party of three.

But what we do is the same as it was for the two of us.
We just walk in silence to get through this forest.

Any forest other than Table Mountain is new to me, but I can't wait to go to a city or a village.

"Huh?　Will, you don't know the town or village?

"Yeah, well, you know--

There was a slight pause because she wasn't sure if she should tell you that she lived in the Mountain of the Gods.

I looked at Luna Maria and she nodded. It's not something to hide, I suppose.

But it's not like you're going to blow the whistle, so you preface it by telling Lynx.

"I actually lived on the Mountain of the Gods. Deep in Table Mountain.

"There were people living in those mountains?　I didn't know that.

Sort of.

I'm not saying that the gods are my mother and father.

That's why the things down there are so rare. Everything you see is new.

It's funny. That sounds familiar to me.

"Well, actually, I'm getting a little bored because the woods aren't that different from the mountains.

Occasionally you would see the occasional baby squirrel or deer, but they were also on the mountain.

In fact, the mountains were more diverse, with carbuncles and elk as well.

Not much difference except that the vegetation is a little different and not as impressive as when we first came down the mountain.

But still, it's an exciting experience to walk through an unknown place," he said to the boy, "but it's not as exciting as the first time we descended.

As I tell the boy, "We're going to the edge of the forest," my vision is gradually opening up.
I think I've arrived at the edge of the forest.

I guess we're on our way through the forest," said Lynx.

"Is there a brave man of the sword around here?

"Yes. If you hadn't changed your mind, you'd be camping around here.

And the Lynx leads without hesitation and finds a camp in the shade of the rocks.

There are fine tents pitched and hammocks among the trees.

All of this seems to have been prepared by Lynx, the valiant squire. The arrangements were hard to make.

They were hard to arrange, but they were also hard to carry.

It has its own professional walker and so on.

"Squire and burden. You're treated like a brave man.

I looked around for the brave man, but I didn't see him.

But there are traces of a fire that had just been burning.
Did something happen?
And when I worry, Lynx says, "It's all right".

"I don't have my bow and arrow set. And since the Brave Girls don't seem to be there, they're probably out hunting.

"Brave Girls?

"Yes. The exclusive cheering squad of the hero of the sword. They were selected from the villages and said, 'Kyah!　Amazing!　The brave man is lovely! And just keep it close to let the cheering go on.

That's awesome: ......

And dumbfounded. Lunamaria also wants to say something, but no sarcasm escapes her.

She senses something is wrong before I do.

Lunamaria gives me a grim look and I immediately switch to a war footing.

I will ask her.

"You're in danger.

"Yes, there is a metallic sound in the distance. It's the sound of moving armor and a sword swing.

I have complete faith in Lunamaria's hearing, so I never used the magic of Distant View or Hawk-Eye.

I just tell her the direction. She pointed a white finger to the southeast.

There's a battle going on 100 meters from here. --There's more than one.

Perhaps you are the hero of the sword.

Lynx nodded and I ran towards it.

A battle between the group of supposedly brave swordsmen and goblins was taking place.

A man dressed in a flamboyant outfit, who seems to be a sword hero, stands in the front line, and behind him a warrior, a priestess, and a sorceress.

Further behind them are the brave girls.
The brave girls are shouting yellow.


Ooh! The brave girls are shouting yellow.　Cool!
"Goblin creepy!　Get it done!
Keep up the good work, hero!


And with their support at their backs, the brave men and women are fighting.

Brave men and women warriors wield swords at the front line. The priestess supports her with holy magic and the mage supports her with offensive magic.

It's a perfect match.



It was a master stroke, and the goblins were falling one after another, but there was just one problem.

That was an unusually large number of goblins.
There must be thirty of them.

That's a bit of an army. Even a brave man must be hard pressed for this.

But the brave man didn't seem to mind.

"Who do you think I am? I'm the strongest soldier. The strongest man never retreats. Don't back down, don't back down, don't look back.

And then he swings his sword and slays goblins one by one.

He has a flowing sword blade, but he has a strong element of stiffness.
He is a handsome man with a thin face.
Lunamaria marvels at the movements of the Sword Warrior.

This is the hero of the sword. --As expected of a brave man. He's strong.

Lynx explains.

The Sword Warrior is the greatest wielder of the land. His movements are so fast that they could cut through even a swallow.

It does sound amazing.

And a snarling Lunamaria.

Once again, Lynx seems to be admiring the Lord's movements, but I'm the only one who feels uncomfortable.

I just can't talk about that feeling of discomfort.

No, because.

(...... This movement is the strongest in the country?　Is it fast enough to slice through a swallow too?　(Compared to Dad Ronin, it's not so much yawning, but rather so brittle that it would make a dragonfly stop.

That's because I had the impression that

Hmm, maybe the brave men below are crappy?　I thought so.

Or maybe you're just not used to seeing other people's swordplay and it's actually super awesome.

To find out, pull the dagger from your waist and swing it as fast as you can.

The sword flashes from it. A sword blast . It flies straight to the goblin and blows the goblin away several dozen meters.

But it is so fast that no one around it is aware of it. Even the brave party at the front didn't notice.

The brave man is stunned to see the goblin suddenly blown away, but he sees that everyone around him is

"As expected of a brave man, blowing away goblins with just a sense of intimidation.

and then inadvertently take credit for it by uttering the misguided line, "I know.

That's what I'm good at. That's what I'm capable of. Ha-ha-ha.

And then pushed further forward to the front.

Seeing that, I

"...... hmmm, could it be that the world down there is a lower level?

You find yourself wondering if it might be.

I'm puzzled, and then I notice that Luna Maria is looking my way.

She's the only one who seems to have noticed the sound of my sword.

...... At first I thought the Sword Hero was amazing, but Will-sama's swordsmanship surpasses the Sword Hero's. I didn't know it was this good.

Lunamaría dumbfounded, she continues in a whisper.

The Sword Warrior seems to be very proud. Please do not hurt his pride.

"...... I know,

Whispering back, I decided to adapt to the ways of the world below.

I save a third of my strength and join the front line.

I've decided to support the heroic party while hiding my abilities.

As I see it, the brave men will be defeated if we don't do something about it.

They have the advantage now, but there are still many goblins.
By comparison, there are only four brave men.

Their magic will eventually run out and if that happens the goblins will surround them and scatter their lives.

The brave men had no moral obligation, but the lynx boy does.

His salary apparently comes from a brave man, and a brave man is kind of hard to hate.

His mistreatment of Lynx is unforgivable, but his willingness to stand in the front line of battle and ignore the dangers is likeable.

As far as Ronin, the Sword God, is concerned.

I just want to look good in front of the ladies.

But the sorcerer Vandal would say: "I'm the better of the lot of men who can't dress up, even in front of women.

"I'm one of the few men who can't dress up, even in front of a woman.

And.

I'm a Vandalist.

I came to that conclusion and took up my dagger and began to support the brave men.