An abandoned schoolhouse on the Zantorieff Peninsula, on the slopes near the sea. The schoolyard is filled with "adventurers".
　They were chatting privately, but their faces were all tense. It was not a regimented army, and there were no superiors to nag them about formation and discipline, but everyone was aware of the urgency of the situation.

　All the adventurers had finished checking their baggage and equipment, no one had told them to do so, but they were all aware of the emergency. Several large barrels were placed near the central tent, where some of the staff were distributing chilled black rose tea to their fellow adventurers who had brought cups and mugs.
　They were probably acting on their own initiative. After receiving the tea, the adventurer returns to his companions and begins to speak again in a low voice.

　In the western sky, the sun, which appears larger than in the daytime, is turning red and setting. It's already dusk.

　There was only one large tent left in the center of the room, and from earlier, a number of "adventurers" had been coming and going incessantly.

　According to the policy announced loudly a moment ago, this school building will be their home base until the safety of all the participants in this summer training camp is confirmed, but this also hinted at the possibility of a major move as soon as the safety of all the participants is confirmed.

　Inside that large tent, a meeting of 90-level players, including Nyantas, Naotsugu, Marielle and Rezaric, is being held.
　Just a few minutes ago, Marielle had participated in the Roundtable, albeit indirectly through telepathic communication. The results of the Roundtable didn't come out, but it can't be helped. I understand that this is not a decision that can be made lightly.

(Well, I don't want to think about it.)

　Marielle breaks off.

'Oh, what. Marier?　Don't think too much. Just leave it to White and he'll sort it out. Isn't Henrietta going to be there?　I don't have to worry about it. They'll come up with a good plan, even if it's a cheat.
Big brother. Naotsugu.
　Marielle laughs as usual with a wink.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them, but it's good to see the sincerity of the people. In the event that you're in a situation where you're not sure what to do with your money, you may want to think about the fact that you're not going to be able to get it right. Ever since I realized that I can be very attentive, I've been very happy about that.

Cows!　I'm gonna mooch you!　Muguiyah!
　Naotugu hugs the flustered Naotugu with all his might, with a mixture of embarrassment and concealment. The blushing and distraught Naotsugu is cute and funny.

"Hey!　Wait. Marie. No! No!　An interruption festival avoidance festival.
　Nyanta calmly stops Marielle, who is still holding Naotsugu's head in her arms, while she is too distraught.

"Marielle?　Here. You'd better get dressed. It's almost dusk. You know... You know, wearing a hoodie on top of a bikini is a bit too much for Naotsugu.

　Marielle notices the point and jumps back in a hurry.
　Totally. I was so nervous that I hadn't even noticed it until now. It's like you're half-naked.

(Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Carelessly dressed like this one.... Ugh. Didn't you think I was a stupid woman? I'm so glad Henrietta isn't here, I'm going to be in trouble!

　Her chest, which had been pressed against the direct connection, was on fire, and she could feel the same heat on her cheeks, apparently in shame. Marielle runs to the back of the tent and pulls a replacement piece of equipment from her magic bag. Since it's behind the impulse, she won't be able to see it, and this time she chooses a tunic shirt and light armor over her swimsuit and begins to put it on.

'Excuse me!　30 level over team, roll call over!　We're all here.
　You can't see it from Marielle as she gets dressed, but you can hear Nyanta receiving a report from the squad leader. Presumably, this concludes the roll call. With no straggling participants, Marielle feels a real weight lifted off her shoulders.

　The retreat from the coast was quite a fierce battle.
　The level of the enemy wasn't very high, but there were just too many of them. Longer battles require different tactics than shorter battles. More specifically, the allocation of MPs.
　The cleric, Marielle, is a recovering priest, so it goes without saying that she is a recovering priest. You'll need to be able to use a variety of spells to help your teammates get back on their feet. The cleric's MP must be carefully managed, as he or she is responsible for the lives of everyone in the party, but the Elder Tail, which usually lasts from 30 seconds to a few minutes in a normal party-based dungeon exploration, requires that he or she learn how to manage a battle for more than 10 minutes. It's a Herculean task to put on.
　Such prolonged and fierce battles are a realm that only a few major guilds can experience in large scale combat (raids).

　However, we managed to get through that retreat battle as well.
　Of course, there were injuries, but it was fortunate that they were all recoverable by chanting recovery spells that we performed afterwards. The new players also commented that the new players, having survived the retreat battle this time around, had gained their spirit and courage for battle, and in that sense, it was probably not in vain.

　As soon as Marielle finished dressing and lightly brushed her hair, a murmur could be heard from outside the tent. Invited by Naotsugu's words, "Marie-san," what Marielle saw as she stepped out of the doorway, which was about to turn purple, was the light of countless flames, smaller than a grain of rice, flickering in the forest of the distant hillside mountains.

''........torches, nyah.''
　Nyanta muttered to himself.

　It was an ominous scene that was both fantastic and terribly disturbing at the same time. Against the backdrop of a blazing sunset, the hilly forests of Zantorif sank into shadow in the backlight. In the midst of it all, tiny flames flickered and moved in myriad ways, like lights in an ant's mouth.

'At a cursory glance, I'd say a hundred and fifty?'
　Naotsugu mutters.

　Of course, there isn't always one goblin per torch, but there are at least that many goblins moving around the mountains. No longer, Marielle understands, have they abandoned the idea of hiding themselves and even sneaking around.
　The countless flames that flicker are the silent threats of the goblins, "We're about to attack you.

Bring me a map!
Oh, wait. I'm pulling out the magic torch.
　A group of high-level adventurers from Kiel and the West Wind Brigade seemed to be calculating the position of the goblin squad on a map. Nyanta, caught by an anxious Serara by the hem of his jacket, sullenly gazed at the map and the writing, but then looked up and looked to the southeast.

　Nyanta had dared to make an aerial reconnaissance with the Gryphon while there was still daylight. He was probably one of the most knowledgeable about the movements of the goblin tribe today.

　The atmosphere in the plaza is not that distraught, even in the face of this eerie scene. Now that the participants have been identified, in extreme cases, the camp itself could be immediately scrapped and a dismissal ceremony held 15 minutes later in Akiba's streets. As long as the Return Spell exists, it's only natural not to feel trapped in the land of death.

(Well, that depends on the discussion with the Round Table. But now that the confirmation of personnel is over, it would be better to inform them...)

　As Marielle was thinking about this, Nyanta, with a slightly difficult expression on her face, came over, accompanied by Serara and Minori. With Naotsugu and Rezarik around Marielle, and the atmosphere around here being like the leaders of the summer camp, they might have some opinions or reports to give.

''What's going on?　What's going on?
　Marielle asks.

'Hmm. I'm in a bit of a pickle. It's not that you need to be troubled at all, but....... Mmm.
　Nyanta stumbled, unusually, fumbling for words.

'What's the matter?　Go ahead and retire.
　He must have sensed Marielle's confusion. Naotsugu straightforwardly calls out to his fellow members of the Horizon of Records (Guild), "That unit seems to have attacked the town of Choshi after the conclusion of the war.

It looks like that unit is planning to attack Choshi Town after the end of the war. Of course, it's not the whole army we found, but a medium-sized looting squad. The main goblin army has been in the north for a long time.
The town of Chowsi has no walls.
　It was Minori who interrupted her words to interrupt her.

　The middle school daughter, who was standing firmly with her clenched palms in a small wave, but still standing firmly on both legs, continued her words to Marielle.

''If we leave it like this, the town of Chousi won't last until morning.



　You're not going to be able to do that.



That many...?
　It was Michitaka who asked him back to parrot back.
　There were five people present in this small conference room.

　Krusty, the Mad Titan who leads the D.D.D.
　Soujiro, the harem-type guild master of the West Wind Brigade.
　Michitaka, the powerful general manager of the Maritime Organization.
　Henrietta, the acting head of the Crescent Moon League's guild.

　And Shiroe, the Haraguroglasses from the Log Horizon.

　After the Round Table Conference, held via telepathic communication, it was the West Wind Brigade that responded to Shiroe's request and rushed to the Ancient Court of Eternal Ice in the first place.
Of course, this 'Ancient Court of Eternal Ice' is located in the abandoned city of Eastar, which is more of a southwestern location.
　It is unlikely that goblins will be attacking for the time being. However, there is no telling what will happen at the Lords Council, and depending on what developments Shiroe anticipates, Shiroe or Krusty may not be able to continue with the council.

　However, in the current situation where the arrangement with the Council of Lords is still going on, transferring a large scale of military force could invite the hostility of the nobles. This is when the West Wind Brigade, a relatively small and high-level guild participating in the Round Table Conference, was selected.

　The result of the teleconference was, to put it simply, "Stand by.
　At this point in time, we are unable to reach a conclusion. The only thing we can do is to stay in close contact with them and gather information, while we wait and see what happens. That's the general conclusion.

　However, that doesn't mean that we should neglect our contingency plans.

　One of the three measures Shiroe had proposed to the Round Table was to strengthen the security of the Ancient Court of Eternal Ice. The West Wind Brigade should currently have an encampment just a ten-minute ride from the Ancient Court of Eternal Ice. Guild Master Soujiro, accompanied by only a small entourage, would have preceded the court.

　The city of Akiva, along with the city of Sibuya, is the urban zone closest to the Old Court of Eternal Ice in the Alliance of Free Cities. If we wanted to, we could reach the city in less than two hours by horseback. Thanks to that, we were able to arrive in the evening after the teleconference in the morning.

　The next closest would be the capital of Maihama. It's less than 10km in a straight line, but the journey would take half a day on horseback and a full day in a carriage to get around the bay.
　Further away, the city of Tukuba, the 'Old Court of Eternal Ice' is about 40km in a straight line; an old world car could reach it in an hour or so, but if you take into account the traffic conditions of this other world's wilderness, it would take three days to travel by horse and carriage.

　On the other hand, the hordes of goblins have been confirmed to exist in a position that skims the root of the Zantorif Peninsula.
　The location that Shiroe had sketched out on the map was in the area that in the Old World would have been known as Abiko or Toride. In the old world, this area would have functioned as a bedroom community for Tokyo, but in this other world, it's an undeveloped area with deep greenery and mountains.

''It seems that the tribes are separated by tribe around this area, and they act in cooperation with each other. However, that cooperation is not perfect. Although the king's presence can be sensed, the chain of command is probably scattered among the tribes. They are spread out over a wide area and their movements are erratic. That's what makes it tricky instead.

　Shiroe comments.
　If you look at it on the map, I see, its location is no longer close to touching the sphere of influence of the abandoned city of Ystal. When the city of Tukuba and the capital of Maihama are connected in a sketchy straight line, it seems to exist at a central point that interferes with the coordination between the two.

'In the first place, its disparate movements make it impossible to get an accurate count. A number of reports have come up........ If we believe the latest information from our aerial reconnaissance, the number of goblins' troops is as high as 15,000.
Fifteen thousand...
　Henrietta was the one who let out a voice that sounded like she was speechless. Since she was not a member of the 〈Roundtable〉, she originally had no right to be present at this occasion. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one. That's why he refrained from speaking even in this information exchange discussion, but it seems that his words unexpectedly leaked out, as if he hadn't thought of it.

'The numbers aren't that much of a threat.
　Soujiro spun out his words with a slack-jawed smile.

We adventurers can fight the same number of enemy monsters as ourselves in many battles in a row. If they are goblins, even a mid-level adventurer can fight ten battles in a row.　This one can be eradicated with 1,500.
　That's a legitimate argument, but on the other hand, it's also a bloody statement of the Shura. This young man with a grin on his face is also a descendant of the Prodigal Tea Party.

Well, that's fine with us. But I'm not so sure about the Council of Lords.
　Michitaka cut back at Soujiro's words. I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that," he said with a good-natured smile.

"At any rate, as we concluded at the teleconference, we, the detainees of the Round Table, entrust Krusty and the rest of the delegation with the task of dealing with this incident.
　Basically, it was decided that they would wait and see how things went, but under the circumstances where contact from the Council of Lords was expected, the Council couldn't proceed with all of the responses by discussing them. This was the answer that the Akiba's Roundtable had chosen.
　In negotiations like this one, it was not advantageous to suppress the authority of the people who were actually on the ground. This was the result of trusting the three men as plenipotentiaries.

'Well, it was left to them. I'm not going to do anything that would be detrimental to Akiva's city.
　Michitaka laughs thickly and assures Soujiro of this.
　Shiroe looks at it, then runs his gaze over to Krusty.

　The large, white, white-skinned beauty seemed to be thinking about something without uttering a single word as she stared at the map.

''--Doesn't the 〈Ismo Knights〉 move?
　The question that Krusty had posed to him was accurately captured by Shiroe. It was deep, even to its meaning.

I think there are some inconveniences that we don't know about. For example, it's the 'Suzakumon's Demon Festival'.

　The Demon Festival of Suzakuumon is another regularly scheduled game event similar to the Crowning of the Goblin King. In the real world, the event occurs every three months, and the storyline is that the gates of hell open and demons flood the earth.
　The difference between "The Goblin King's Crowning" and "The Goblin King's Crowning" is that while "The Goblin King's Crowning" is set mainly in the northeastern region of Japan, "Suzakumon's Demon Festival" is set in the "Forbidden City of Heyan".

''Hmm........''
　I don't know if Krusty is satisfied with the response or not, but he returns to the silence once more with his arms folded.



　Of course, he made various calculations and even made predictions about future developments. However, Shiroe's final decision was based on a vague reason, which could only be described as a "hunch".

''There is one more thing I have to report to you.
Hmm?　Yes, Lord Shiroe?
Shiroe-sama...?
　Waiting for the gaze of the place to gather, Shiroe opened her mouth.

''It's about 'death' in this other world. If we die, we will come back to life in the Great Temple. That was the only way we thought of it. If we pay the experience penalty, our bodies will be revived. That's what the Elder Tail was, so we believed it too innocently.
　At Shiroe's words, Krusty, who had been sinking into silent thoughts, also looked up and began to listen.

''According to the information I got........ Of course, I haven't confirmed it yet. Although it has not been completely corroborated, even in this other world, 'death' has its own risks. It doesn't mean that some of the items or a small amount of experience will be lost.
　Every time it happens, Death uses our souls to regenerate our spirits and bodies. Each time it does, we seem to lose a little bit of our memory.

　It's not a very large conference room for a small group of people. At first glance, the room looks like a parlor, but the opulent air of the room is so tense it's almost like you can touch it with your fingers.

We don't know how much memory will be lost. I don't know how many memories will be lost again.... But according to a hypothetical theory I got from a book, that seems to be the case.
　It seemed as if no one else could respond to Siloe's words.
　After a long, long time it was Krusty who spoke back shortly.

''I understand, sir. ....Then it seems to be the reason for the lack of memory in the original world. I'm proud of you.

.........
　All of the group's gazes turned at once to the huge, restless warrior. However, Krusty sat calmly in the midst of their gazes, maintaining his cool demeanor.

"We, the D.D.D., are a fighting guild. In the period before the city of Akiva was rebuilt, we conducted intense combat training to adapt to the battles of this other world. I've experienced several "deaths" myself. Normally I don't pay attention to it, but the lack seems to exist for sure. I can't be sure but it seems to be a selective loss of memory of the original Earth.

That's not...
Oh, my God, oh, my God!

'What part of it is that, exactly?　How much?
　The first time I saw him, he was in the middle of the night, and the second time I saw him.

I have experienced 'death' twice since the 'catastrophe'. The lack of memory is difficult to point out. It is difficult to point out the lack of memory, because it is difficult to recognize the lack of memory when there is something missing around the periphery that can be pointed out as being missing.
　But what I can say is that the memory loss is still partial at this point in time. The name of the elementary school I attended, the faces and nicknames of my friends in junior high school, the pattern on my computer wallpaper, the lyrics of a song I must have liked. Is that what you can point to?
　There is no current lack of information about my name, my family, or the people I was close to. I don't know if that means important memories are protected, or if it's just a coincidence.
　....But if my case is applicable to others, it is that two or so 'deaths' do not cause enough memory loss to be inconvenient.

　But no matter how much Krusty said there was no inconvenience, it was a shocking confession.

　In a way, it's safe to say that Shiroe's prediction was correct. As I had thought beforehand, the loss of memory is only partial, and a single death is not all that is lost. At the very least, it was expected that the loss of memory would start at a level that he was not aware of. Moreover, it was also expected that there would be some selective criteria for memory loss.

　However, that doesn't mean I can't be shocked by this fact. It's a 'memory of the original world', not the other way around. Rather than logic, it had enough impact on the players to instill an instinctive sense of fear.

　When they were speechless, Krusty smiled with a corner of his lips.
''There's no need to be so pessimistic. You just don't have to die. If you do that, you won't lose your memory. Besides.........
　As Henrietta turns pale, Soujiro comforts her at the edge of her vision. As a harem-maker, he would always increase his likability in such scenes.
　Michitaka seems stunned, "My God...

　However, what was important to Shiroe was the second half of Krusty's words, which would not have been heard by anyone else.
　Krusty whispered with determination in a voice that could be described as gentle.

--and if you can't find significance in it, isn't life more terrible than death in both worlds?

　Krusty said.
　Those words did not leave Shiroe's chest forever.



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　A flurry of preparations was underway.
　In the abandoned schoolhouse on the Zantorif Peninsula, the only member of the Roundtable, Marielle of the Crescent Moon Alliance, made the decision to have everyone move in the direction of the city of Chowsi.

　If the decision is to abandon the city of Chowsi, then there is no problem. With the use of the Return Spell, they could return to Akiva's city as soon as possible. However, if you make the decision to save Choushi's city, even if you make that decision, if you linger, it may be too late.

　It was a move to reserve judgment until the last minute.

　However, there was also a group that was moving regardless of such intentions.
　It is a group of five people, including Touya.

　The group was quick to get their travel gear in order and headed for the town of Chousi first among the participants of the summer camp. The streets seemed to be safe for now, but we couldn't be too careful. Touya and the others proceeded through the no longer sunny countryside in a vigilant formation (patrol file) that was slightly wider spaced than the interior of the dungeon.
　The magical lights invoked by Rundell House illuminate the surroundings brighter than a torch, but even so, the darkness of night in this uncivilized other world is thick.

''How's that one?''
　Every time Touya saw a hut along the river, he would call out to it. Depending on the location, the group would call out loudly, or if necessary, Isuzu would conduct an independent reconnaissance to check each and every one of these huts.
　If for some reason the Daichijin were hiding in the huts, they could easily be killed by an attack from the Aquatic Green Demon (Safagin) or the Green Ogre (Goblin). Thinking that they should stay in the town just for tonight, Touya and the others have voluntarily carried out that check without being told by anyone.

'Oi!　Anybody in there?
　Touya called out to the hut. She shakes her head silently as she turns to Isuzu. There's no sign of anyone, apparently. If that's the case, it's probably safe here, Touya and the others move further towards the town of Chousi.

'Looks like everyone is evacuating,'
Yes.
　Minori is responding to Isuzu's words.
　Hearing his voice, Touya looked around without caution.
　There are no goblins on this farm road close to the coastline. But in this place near the sea, there is no telling when Safagin will emerge from the wet darkness.
　The members of the team are advancing in the darkness, splitting up to watch each direction.

　--In the dusk of the abandoned schoolhouse, Touya saw countless torches on the hillside and decided alone that this was going to be a terrible thing. Maybe they would be caught in a battle. Nyanta, Naotsugu, Marielle, and the others were discussing the situation in hushed tones. Although they didn't feel much fear in their appearance, they could feel the strong tension.

　Arm in arm, looking out over the distant hillsides where the goblins were swarming, it was her sister Minori who approached. Minori had one of the palest complexions Touya had ever seen.

(What's wrong with that Minori guy?)

　Touya was taken aback. Touya couldn't remember Minori ever having such a nervous, pursed lips and expression on her face. Minori looked around and told Touya without hesitation, "Let's get ready to leave.

It's time to get ready to leave. I think we should head for the town of Chowsi. --I think we should head for Chowsi town - I need to have another talk with Nyanta-san, so Touya, make sure you convince everyone.
　With that said, Minori turned her back on Touya.

　As if pressured by her sister's words, Touya began to walk to invite her friends. Surprisingly, however, it took little effort to persuade her. It's not a bad idea to have a good time with them.
　It's a good thing that Isuzu is very enthusiastic about it.

　Touya is surprisingly calm and focused on the situation, even to his own surprise. There was a serious plea from Minori, but even though she was a 'Daichijin', there was a physiological disgust in leaving the town-dwelling people without the ability to fight.

(Without us, that town would probably be ravaged by goblins in the blink of an eye.

　Although Touya himself has never been to Chousi, he has heard a lot about the characteristics of the town from Minori, and that's why he has an image of Chousi as a calm and open town where the fishermen live. That's why I have an image of Chowsi as a town of the "land people," a peaceful and open place where fishermen live. Located at the mouth of the Great Zantorieff River, Chowsi is not a fortified city. It has no lords, and while it may have vigilante groups, it does not have a military force like the Knights of Defense. It is a fishing and agricultural town that has remained relatively peaceful until now, under the influence of both the capital of Maihama and the city of Tukuba.

　Let's try to remember the topography of the area. This area is unusually flat for the Zantorieff Peninsula. The central hills have been carved by the Great Zantorieff River, creating a fertile ... and gently sloping plain.
　The areas near the Chooshi have been cultivated and turned into fields of flowers, cut into squares like tile work. It is a rich and beautiful scene with wheat, rape blossoms and some rice fields.

　Even in the dark of night, Zantorieff's land is still a wonderful place to feel the summer sea breeze.

　The road leading from the abandoned school building to the town of Chowsi is a long stretch for the members of the summer camp. We were divided into leveled groups, or guilds, or those closest to us.
　We were traveling after dark, but even though we were newcomers, we were still adventurers. I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world. Some were riding horses, but most of them were on foot as it was dangerous to not be able to see their feet.

　It must have been about half an hour's walk. Minori abruptly cut him off.
''You know what? I think we should protect that town.
　Minori's feelings were conveyed to Touya.

　He wanted to protect her, he wanted to protect her, he wanted to protect her, but there was no reason to do so.
　But there is no reason for it. It's a good thing that you're able to do this, because you're not going to be able to find a good reason to do it, but it's also a good thing that you're able to do it.
　He just couldn't find a reason for it, so he couldn't express it well.

　That feeling, or maybe it was the same for the rest of his friends. Isuzu, Rundelhaus, and Serara didn't say anything, but they all walked around in a uniformly pensive manner.

　A black, hazy, uncomfortable stubbornness is in my chest. I can't get rid of that inexplicable feeling of entrapment. She resents her own lack of ability, and she struggles to get out of it, but her arms and legs don't seem to be able to move forward like in a nightmare. Such a sense of helplessness seemed to envelop Touya and the others.

''It's just that, eh. ........There's no reason why we have to help them. But, umm........''
　Minori also seemed to be struggling for words.

　Looking up, beyond the foothills, in the forest in the mountains, the torchlight, as if lit on the tip of a needle, burned tinkling like malice in the darkness.

'But I don't know if we'll win... you know...'
　Isuzu's distressed voice was probably the voice of many new players who participated in the summer camp.

　Two-thirds of the players participating in this camp expedition group were new players of varying degrees. Some of them were at the 20-30 level, like Touya and the others, but they also included those below that level. In order to fight the goblins, you need at least 20 levels.

　We don't even know how many opponents we have. Nyanta called it a 'medium-sized squad for looting purposes' and Naotsugu counted its size as 'two hundred' at most, but it would be impossible to judge how much of that was trustworthy in this night.
　Besides, the town of Chousi is irrelevant to Touya and the others who are 'adventurers'. It's not even a player town. The only people who live close to you are the ones you've made contact with when you first came to this camp.

　There are plenty of reasons not to help them.
　There is no reason to help them.
　But I do have a desire to help.

　As Touya and his friends walk in silence, the sound of the tidal wave keeps coming back to them.
　The sea is painted black, and only the wave caps that collapse on the beach are white, reflecting the light of the moon.

　The sound seemed to take Tohya from underneath her feet and cleanse her chest. The sound of the waves and the light of the moon, the sound of the waves and the light of the moon brought Tohya to the surface, and suddenly an inspiration that cannot be described as a single flash of light came to her.

The reason why, do you want it?
What?
　The question was Serara's.

Do I have to have a reason to help you?
　A strange silence comes after Touya's words, somewhat petering out.

I think it's okay to help for no reason. I mean, we're adventurers, aren't we?　That's why we're adventurers, right? If I wanted to help you, I'd help you for no reason, right?
　As he spoke for himself, the vague inspiration in Touya began to take shape. That's right. What was bothering him, Touya wondered.
　Why was he looking for a reason?
　Was she going to make an offer to someone?

　There's no need for a reason to help someone who wants to help in the first place.
Hey, don't you?　Minori too. All of us. If you want to save them, just save them. Right?　Because we want to help!
　Touya said as he shouted out with his chest.

'That's right!'
　It was Rundelhaus who was the first to respond to the voice that had been absent for a while at Touya's words. He nodded vigorously. He placed his hand on Touya's shoulder and, as if to shake off the silence from earlier, expressed his admiration.

'Hmph. I have to admit that my fellow countrymen are distraught. Yes, we're adventurers. We're adventurers. If we run away from here, we'll never know what we've become. That would be the end of the world for us. Goblins are not to be trifled with!
　Rundelhaus gently removes Isuzu's hand, which seems to be worried.

I'm one of those adventurers. I'm not going to run back to Akiba without saving the town!
Wait, wait! How did you do that?　How can we defend the town? There are no walls in that town, and there are twice as many enemies as we are!
　Serara interjected a screaming objection to the rapport between Touya and Rundelhaus.

'That's for Minori to consider,'
What?
　Minori rolls her eyes as if she is taken aback by Touya's sudden through pass. It's a shame for Touya to be so reckless, but if he doesn't ignite Minori's spirit, his determination will be in vain.

"I'm going to save it. The wall ... is not going to hold. ...number of hostiles, it's impossible.
　Minori begins to mumble and mutter. When Touya sees Minori's lips move, "If it's Shiroe," he feels a slight sense of loneliness and great relief. If Touya's sister is thinking like this, she has nothing to worry about.

　Three steps, five steps.
　As Touya and the others looked on, Minori stopped and nodded one.
''I have an idea. There's a way--there's a way.

I knew Minori had to be.

　The older sister, who had a strong sense of responsibility, also felt a sense of danger from Touya's point of view, as if she could be crushed by the weight of the responsibility, if only somewhat. However, on the contrary, it is also a source of strength for Minori herself. Toja thinks that Minori has learned to turn this sense of responsibility into strength for moving forward.
　This is probably because of his admiration for Shiroe. As a warrior and a man, Touya's admiration for Naotsugu in the same way is painfully obvious to him.

'What method?'
　Serara asked Minori in a fearful tone.

Let's hear it, Miss Minori.
　Rundelhaus and a difficult-looking Isuzu also gathered around Minori.

''It's impossible for our numbers to protect Chousi town from the goblins. If it's only goblins, there are safagins as well. There are more than twice as many of them as there are of us. We don't know if all of us will be able to join the fight. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it.
　That's why - we won't protect it.
　Minori's words are so decisive that even his brother Touya is rendered speechless by the strength of his words.

　Every one of his companions was rendered speechless by Minori's ruthless words.
　Minori looked around to check everyone's expressions, but they swung around as if they were played.

''Ah........''
Hmm. Minori's gut feeling is getting better.
The men are here to see if there are any youngsters who are up to their necks in tricks.
I'm an old man, you know.
Nyanta-san!
　The ones who were there were Nyanta and Naotsugu. Behind them, at a distance, Kouryuu and Rezarik could be seen as well. In a single motion, Serara is clinging to the thin and toned Nyanta's arms as if she were hanging on to them.

''Master Naotsugu!''
　Touya also reflexively straightened up. It's not that Naotsugu is a strict master of etiquette, but it's probably a matter of awareness on Touya's part. When you stand in front of these Guardian Warriors, you naturally stand tall. Of course, Touya and Naotsugu also talk about their usually sloppy stories.

''Nyanta-san........''
　Minori looks a little troubled, but she doesn't seem to have any intention of backing down. He looks up at Nyanta with a glaring intensity of gaze and bows his head, "Please give me permission.

'Oh. Both Squad Leader Nyanta and Master Naotsugu are men who will let you go quietly here.
　Touya stood in line with Minori.
　I don't know why Minori said such a cold word, but she must have had something in mind. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what to do with your own mind, because Minori has been admiring Shiroe for a long time, and she has been trying to learn everything she can to follow him.
　If that's the case, Touya can't leave Minori to face the brunt of it all by herself.

'Permission and nothing. Adventurers are free. It's not a matter of whether the adventurer is a good fit or not.
　--But Minori. That's not easy to do, you know.
　Minori nodded at Nyanta's words as if she knew everything by heart.

'I understand. The night is short. --Summer is even shorter. It's what Puck says, so let's hurry up. You know?　Minori-chan.
　Nyanta winked dexterously with Serara dangling in her left hand. Hearing this, Touya and Minori exchanged glances and slammed their fists into each other.