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The half-opened eyes trembled, and the pale face instantly regained its bloodiness. It was a sudden change that stunned the grim-faced ray at his side.

It seems that he was poisoned with a strong poison that the antidote magic doesn't work, but there are many kinds of poison in one word. But there are many different kinds of poison, and unless you give her the best antidote, that won't happen.


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'It's a very expensive recovery potion. Naturally, we'll charge you for it later. It's better than dying.

Come to think of it, Citri was quite fond of Arnold, wasn't he?
Stingray thanked him with an indescribable expression on his face.

'Oh, yeah, thank you. I owe you one. What kind of ............ poison was it?'

'............ Not in general circulation, it's a poison that kills hunters. It requires the hands of a good alchemist to refine it - it probably came from Akasha. The name is ...... Sophian.'

'I've never heard the name ...... before.'

'Me and Tee are tolerant to it, but it's a good thing we have the medicine.

That's the kind of Citri you can count on in times of trouble. Arnold chased me around a lot, but I don't think he wanted me to die.

Now that he's out of danger, I'll go talk to him. And I immediately felt like I was going to puke a little.

Apparently, for some reason, this town is currently being attacked by bandits.
According to Arnold's testimony, it was the Barrel Bandits, whose name I had just heard the other day and who had been requested by Count Gladys. It's a ridiculous bandit who is playing with the regular knights.

The city of Surus is quite close to Gladys' territory, but there is a mountain between it and Gladys' territory. How could this happen?

I was disheartened by the nightmarish situation, but Citri said with a blossoming smile.

'I couldn't have predicted ...... that those careful barrel bandits would attack us. I'm sure you can understand why they are so secretive!

......Why do you look so happy, Sitri? .......


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Arnold stood up, let out a deep, hot exhalation, and said in a low voice. He was dying a moment ago, but he's so intimidating.

'd*mn it, I let my guard down once, but I won't make that mistake again.

'Calm down, Mr. Arnold. You owe Mr. Kry a debt of gratitude. Shouldn't we follow him now? Or do the hunters of the Misty Lands not even return the favor they received?

'.................. d*mn it!

Sitri...... what a thing to say.

Arnold glared at me with deadly eyes, clicked his tongue hard, and sat down with his arms crossed.
I don't have a way out of this. I have no power. While Tino was fighting so hard, I was in the hot springs, you know?

I snapped my fingers quickly.

'Okay, I've decided. Let's have Arnold and the others kill them all. I'll be in the hot springs.'

'Huh?

I'm not sure what to do. Ray and the other members of the Misty Thunder Dragon were also stunned.
In response, my defensive instincts kicked in and I immediately reversed my words and actions.

'Jeez, I'm just kidding. I'm joking ............ haha ...... but this time it's a vacation ......'.

I was completely carried away by the situation. I'm not sure what to do.

'...... We don't even know how many enemies we have. We have level 8s and 7s, but from what I've seen ......, they're a pretty well-organized group. It's my opinion that we should tread carefully. They also have hostages.

I see. ...... I want to run away so badly. I'd like to run away. I wonder if I've been punished for skipping the White Sword meeting and lazing around in the hot springs?
I want to do something about it if I can. The hot springs in this town are too good to give away to bandits.

Then, I remembered what the masked man had said earlier.

'I know the number. About three hundred. They come from the sky.'

'...... What?

'But, of course, there may be some errors. ......'

That's what the mask said. It's not my ability, so I don't know how credible it is, but the mask is a treasure trove.
The functions of items are sometimes more accurate than those of humans.

I can't help you with the number of people, but maybe Citri can come up with something better.
Tino is looking at me nervously. When I glanced at him, Sitri blinked and said.

'About three hundred people,......, according to the request, the barrel bandits were said to be around a hundred people,.......'

'............Well, there may be a margin of error. ......'

'Are two hundred people in the margin of error?

'Yeah, yeah, I guess so. ............'

Arnold glares at me with a glazed look, but I don't need to be told. Tell it to the mask.
His gaze is focused on me. Why is he looking at me? I think hard, trying not to let my atrophy show.

The ability to knock out a level 7 is enough to send a Citri running back. And then there's the hostages they've probably taken, and the lack of favoritism. The situation is hopeless.

The situation is hopeless. ...... Yeah, yeah, it's pretty much the same as usual.

I've been meditating on this for a while, and then I noticed something.

'Citrie, you said there were around a hundred barrel bandits, right?

'Yes, that's right. ...... However, Gladys gave us that information, and it's possible that they were hiding the number of people. They are quite cautious.''

'I see. ......'

I folded my arms and nodded plausibly.



I'm not sure if this is a good idea,......, but I think it might be.

You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few.

The number of people the mask was talking about was three hundred. If you think about it, the difference between the number of Barrel Thieves and the previous information is too great. If the previous information is wrong, then the Knights of Gladys, who would have checked it out, are idiots. That's impossible.

In the first place, it is unlikely that any bandit group, no matter how large, has a vehicle that can fly. A flying beast that can be ridden by a human is an extremely expensive item. They are even more expensive than platinum horses.

The difference in the number of people from the previous information and the fact that the attackers were unlikely to descend from the sky.
There was only one conclusion to be reached.

Tino, who was wearing a yukata that hid his skin well, looked at me in awe and muttered.

'The human ...... enemy--this is the "thousand trials" of this time, isn't it ...... true?

'No, it's not. It's a vacation this time. I told you there would be no trials.

'!

He puts his hand over his mouth and smiles a hard-boiled smile. I look at Arnold and the others, who are stunned, and Citri, who has a thin smile on his face, in turn, and explain to them.

'Don't worry, we don't need to do anything for now. We'll just have to fight off any marauders that come through the inn.

'............ What do you mean?'

It's simple. Because reinforcements are coming.

Today I'm-- I'm brilliant. No, you don't have to be brilliant to figure this out.
Maybe Arnold and the others aren't used to this kind of pinch. That's why I can't think of any.
My level of certification is not as good as theirs, but I have been involved in more than my fair share of conflicts. I smiled at him.

'Don't you get it?

'...... this guy......'

Arnold clenched his fists tightly, his lips quivering.

He said there were a hundred Barrel Thieves. The number the mask said was three hundred. So if those two numbers are correct, what is the difference in numbers?

Well... If I'm right, the other 200 are-- are reinforcements.
And they're probably Gladys' Knights.

If the Knights of Gladys are renowned for their valor, it wouldn't be surprising if they possessed phantoms that could fly, and the Barrel Thieves had been rampaging through Gladys territory. It would not be surprising if they were chasing the fleeing Barrel Thieves.

The masked man must have confused the two.
We are outside of Gladys' territory, but we are right on the border, and it would be more realistic than thinking that there are three hundred bandits.

Then, all we can do is wait for Gladys to liberate the city.

We can't move carelessly when hostages are being taken, and I don't think there's anything we can do against a band of a hundred bandits. It's best to leave it to the Knights of Gladys, who have twice as many men. In the first place, aren't you all relying on me too much? Have I ever been of any use to you?

Fortunately, I should be able to protect this inn. We have Tino, who has fought well against ten men by himself, and we also have Sitri and Arnold.

'Well, calm down. If my calculations are correct, reinforcements will be coming. They'll take care of the hostages, too. There's no point in rushing. What we need to do now is regain our wits for when the time comes.

This game is won.






What's ...... going on?

Crouching in the shadow of one of the large buildings, Luda gasped. In the background, the members of the Crimson Flame, with the exception of Gilbert, were looking around with mixed expressions of anxiety and tension.

I couldn't understand the situation. The movement was so swift that it was impossible to understand.

The only entrance and exit to the city (although the walls surrounding the city were high enough to jump over) had been completely sealed off by an unidentified group.

There were already no people in the city, except for Luda and the others. Although there were no tourists in the city, there were still people who lived in the city until yesterday.
They had been captured by people dressed as tourists and gathered in one place. This was no ordinary trick.

It was only luck that Luda and the others had not been captured.

Even Gilbert, who is not going to make a fuss about such a situation, opened his eyes and muttered in astonishment.

'Wow, that's a lot of ....... What's going on?'

'Look! There's even a flying beast!

Including the reinforcements that came from outside on horseback, there must be more than a hundred of them. The way they spread out with swift, unhurried movements and surrounded the city, holding the outer walls, gave the impression of an army.

The first to walk through the city were those who looked like tourists, but those who came later were all fully armed. From their faces to their equipment, all of them had the air of those who were engaged in rough trade.

The most conspicuous among them was the last one to enter, a man of huge build.

He was undoubtedly the leader of this group. His eyes were as sharp as sharpened blades, and his cheeks were scarred. His well-trained body is even larger than Arnold's, and he looks to be close to forty years old, but the intimidation he gives off is extraordinary. He carries a huge battle axe that Luda can't lift, and his carefree demeanor conveys a strong charisma.

Even if he were a treasure hunter, he would be one of the best. But it was clear that the man was not that pretty.

That's-- that's impossible. Definitely a superior. There's an overwhelming sense that he's absorbing more mana and material than Luda and the others.

The man sitting on the huge barrel that had been brought in unexpectedly slammed the battle axe on his back into the ground.

The blade, which has a brilliance not normally associated with weapons, pierces the ground and makes a roaring sound.
The place was filled with a tense atmosphere. It wasn't just the hostages who had been captured. Even his friends were afraid of the man.

A man looks at the man rolled in front of him and says in a low voice.

'Hmm? What's with this, the 'thousand transformations'? You're obviously not in high spirits. Answer me. I sent you guys to capture the Thousand Transformations. What's the point of capturing the wrong guy if you're going to come back defeated?



'I'm sorry, old man. But he's the only one in the inn--'

The face that came out after being rolled in front of her and stripped of the bag she was wearing was a familiar face to Luda.
It was a man who was supposed to have been working with Krai Andrich. I believe it was called ............ Hailo.

You can find a lot of people who are looking for the best way to get the most out of their life.

The voice that came out of his mouth, however, was surprisingly calm.

'Search again. Use your people, we have three hundred. We don't have time to linger. He's surrounded the city and hasn't come out, it's obvious that he's not as strong as he claims. If we kill him, there'll be more of them. Remember, we're bandits. ...... Don't fight them one-on-one. Use men, rob them, overrun them. We're not warriors, we're cowards. Now--'

A man lifts his battle axe in one hand, looks up to the sky and shouts.

'Glory to the barrel.

'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

An explosive cheer shakes the space. Seeing the shadows dispersing, Luda pulls his head back in a panic.

Oh, no. We have to tell Kry right now.