'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't lick me, kleiandrych good!

Far off in the distance. A roar and a scream overlap with Arnold's roar. Arnold and the others are battling a group of barrel bandits attacked by the Misty Thunder Dragon.
He seems to have lost his greatsword, but apparently, when you're level 7, not having a weapon is no obstacle.

Ansem is also level 7, but he can fight without weapons, so I guess that's what level 7 is all about.

But why did he get into this kind of trouble when he was just on vacation? I could only nod my head smiling at the incomprehensible situation of a siege in a luxury inn.
I feel like everything I do is backfiring. Also, I don't care what you say, but please don't fight while shouting my name.

'Mr. Cry, your tea's ready.

'Oh, thank you ......'.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that Citori was still the same as usual, and sipped my tea.
You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few things to do.
I've been in a lot of tough situations in my life, but there's never been anything I could do about it. It's called resignation.

If I hadn't just been in the hot spring, I would have been.

'Mastaaa...... are you sure you don't want to join the ...... war?'

'Hmm ......, if you want to fight, you can go ahead and fight, okay?

'!

What do you want me to do? Look at me now, right? I don't have a weapon, do I? You're not dressed to fight, are you?
...... Well, Tino in a yukata isn't dressed to fight either. But I'm much weaker than the yukata-clad Tino in my regular outfit.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I've seen it before. Her eyes were moist.

'............ is, yes, sir. I want to fight .......'

'No, no, no, you don't have to.'

'.................. let me fight, please.'

It's almost as if I'm making him say it. .......

I've been working with Tino for a long time. I'm sure you'll be happy to know that Arnold is here.
She's an alchemist, but she used to throw potions on the front lines with Luke and the others, so she's not incapable of fighting.

When I looked at Sitri, she smiled as if she understood my feelings.
I lifted up the "Evolving Greed" that was on the table and gave it to Tino, who was looking up at me with puppy-dog eyes, as if I were pushing him.

'Yes, Tee-chan. Crye told me to go.

'.............'

'Here, put this on--you want to show off, right? Fight!

'What? What, ......? More like ......?'

I always wondered if that wasn't me saying that.
I'm sorry to speak for Citry, but I also think it's strange that Tino perceives it as my words. If you don't like it, you can say no. .......

With a wry smile, I take the mask from the trembling Tino.

And the moment the dampness of the mask touched my hand - Tino, who was supposed to be right in front of me, suddenly disappeared.

There was no warning at all. The junior who had been looking at me with eyes that seemed to be clinging to me just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen. Citri's eyes were wide open too.

What? What? What's going on?

As I froze, Cicely let out a small sigh, picked up something from the tatami and placed it in her palm.
He then picked up something from the tatami mat and placed it on his palm. He said to me with an unusually troubled expression, as if he didn't understand the situation.

'Mr. Cry, we're in trouble. ............ Lucia's in a bad way. Look, Tee-chan is ......'.

'!

In the palm of Citry's hand, a small, cute black frog was spinning around and around as if in a hurry, looking around.






Confused by the sudden appearance of the gray, unintelligible creature, Geoffroi's brain completely froze at its appearance.
He didn't understand the situation at all.

The wall created by the treasure tool was three meters high. But it's head was peeking out from the top of that wall.
It's over two meters tall, nearly twice as big as Geoffrois, who is blessed with a body that includes hunters.

The dusky helmet tilted slightly, looking down at Jefrowa.

It's alive. No, is it a creature, or is it a golem or something? I don't even know.
He picks up the axe he dropped on the ground with trembling hands. Even a huge battle axe is like a stick compared to a giant.

'Hey! Why is that thing ......? Why didn't you notice it approaching?

'I'm sorry, but something that huge...'

Can you get away? Can we escape? It's not what it seems? What does it want?
All sorts of thoughts swirled in my mind.

There are some extremely large species of demons. Some of them are much larger than three meters, and I've even hunted them.
But the being that appeared in front of me was too different.

It was not human. It's definitely not human. No, this thing couldn't be human.

The hint of mana material that a body this large should have felt is incredibly faint. But would such a small thing really be good news for Geoffroi?

The elite who have deceived and slaughtered numerous mercenaries, hunters, and knights are being engulfed by their majesty.
He swung his love axe wide and shouted angrily at the heads looking down at him.

'Hey, who are you ...... and what do you want?'

'Hey, hey,......, this is getting interesting.'

Just then, something jumps out from behind the giant body.


He flapped his crimson cloak, hid the sunlight, and flew through the air, landing with his right hand in front of Geoffrois.

It was a human figure with a deep hood. It was much smaller than the giant, and had no weapon.
Without saying a word, its face slowly rises.

Its appearance became clear. A small gasp escaped the men.
Beneath a slightly darker red hair. A strange laughing skeletal mask with no eyes and no mouth was looking at us.

I know. A laughing skeleton.
The criminals who live in this country all tremble at the mere sight of it.

Before he could open his mouth, a muffled voice came from behind the mask.
The voice, a little high for a man, echoed in the quiet area.

'You don't know us, old man, so you're a mole, aren't you?

'That's not fair! Luke, I wanted to tell you!

The pink-blonde woman who had been sitting on the giant's shoulders before he knew it raised her high-pitched voice.

The moment Jeffrova heard that voice, he understood everything.
His head instantly boiled. With all his strength, he swung the axe down to the ground.

The masked man in front of him did not move an inch as the huge blade plunged right next to him.
His gaze remains fixed straight at Geoffrois.

'd*mn ...... trap, or ......'.

'......'

Geoffroy came from outside the country. I had him look into the Strange Glyphs, which are mainly active in this country, but he didn't know that much about them.
But I do know how many people they have and what they do. Since we've captured two men, the only male member of the group should be "Thousand Transformations".

And now, the woman above called the man in front of her Luke.

'Are you ............ "Thousand Swords" ......?

I'm f*cked. I was set up. I don't know how it works, but those two were just decoys. They must have read the escape route of the Barrel Thieves.

He readied his axe and took a step back.

He was one of the best swordsmen in Zebrudia. He greedily pursued the truth of the sword, mastered all the schools and techniques of the East and West, and beat many famous swordsmen.

His appearance was full of gaps, as if he had done so on purpose. It would have been better if the two men had been captured in the mountains.
But Geoffroi, who carried a barrel and had seen many strong men, could see that it was all a bluff.

Jeffrova is the bigger man, but size alone is no measure of strength.

Can he win? How many opponents do we have?
No--we have to fight. The only way to find out is to fight. We have the advantage in numbers.

Luke doesn't seem to be carrying a weapon.
Even Geoffroi is confident in his ability to fight. He may be outmatched in skill with a sword, but this is not a match.

If all you want to do is swing, I'm faster!

Just as I was about to step in, Luke turned his palm toward me and said in a low voice, as if he was truly fed up.

'Wait, let's talk about it first.

'...... what......?'

I stopped at the unexpected words.
The members of the Ghosts of Sorrows, known for their harshness, are going to discuss ......?

Luke says in a serious voice, without any hint of joking.

'Calm down and listen. I've always been told by Kry that communication is important,......, and that we should talk before we kill people. It's a hassle, but he says it's cool. I'm trying to be the best looking and strongest swordsman I can be.

'...... What are you saying?

'You just heard what we're here for, didn't you? What we're here for is a vacation.

You can't believe that he's wearing a mask of a skeleton with a strange smile, and his eyes widen.
Are you trying to catch me off guard ......?



I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea. It's not fair for him to leave us in the same party and go on vacation, right? That's why he came after us in a hurry. Hey, check this out. I brought you some good stuff, too.

Luke puts his hand in his pocket. I reflexively hold up my axe, but what Luke pulls out is a dark blue lump.
He unfolds it with gusto. The lump was made of thin plastic and was donut-shaped.

What is it? What is it?

Jefroi and his men stared at it in confusion. Luke said in a serious voice.

'It's a float! He can't actually swim. That's why I thoughtfully brought him one. There's a chance he won't be able to get back on his feet, and the whirlpool could swallow him up. Thieves this time? Bandits? I'm sure you'll be glad you took it with you.

What are you talking about,......?
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'Oh, ...... shit. Communication is hard. What I'm trying to say is that we don't have a lot of time for old men. Lucia has been looking forward to the hot springs all along the way, and Anthem - well, I wish we had a big enough hot spring for him. Well, at worst, we can dig one.

'Luke, you're talking too long! That's probably not what Krai-chan meant by communication!

'Shut up! I'm done here, so shut up!

I didn't understand. I couldn't understand a word he said. At least not in the context of the conversation.

He looked at his men, but they were shaking their heads.



'............ So you're saying you'll miss it?'

It was a joke of a conversation, but the man in front of him was certainly capable. And the giant man is especially dangerous.
Barrel's specialty was surprise attacks, and it would be too dangerous to go head-to-head with an unharmed opponent.

When Jefrois confirmed in a low voice, Luke froze for a moment, but then quickly said simply.



'No, old man,......, did you hear what I said? I'll cut you. Of course I will. I don't have any likes or dislikes. But, old man, you only have two arms, right? I just slayed a swordsman with six arms the other day and I'm really sorry but we're on vacation this time and I feel like two arms is too late. I'm looking for the next one with eight arms.