Clad in black armor and mounted on horses, a group of people surround the city of Sullust.
On the flag that fluttered in the air were three interlaced swords - the emblem of Count Gladys.
The leader of the group, a man in splendid armor astride a horse, stands on the ground and looks up at the wall.

'This wall is ............ integral .......'

'You've arrived very late. ......'

'! Who are you?

'Isn't it too rude for someone who's first words are "Who are you?" ...... to be the one who did your mission for you? Well, I'm just on vacation, that's all.

The Commander and his men all drew their swords at once at the shadow that appeared from the gate.
In the event that you've got any questions regarding where and the best way to get in touch with us, we'll be happy to assist you.

He took out a request form from his pocket and threw it on the ground. The Commander's eyes widened at the sight of Gladys's crest on it.

'I don't need to help you with something like this. You're too late, we've already crushed the barrels.

'Are you a member of the ...... Strange Greed?

'Yes. I'm Citri Smart, a negotiator for Strange Grief. I've long heard of the valor of Gladys' army.

She has a gentle demeanor that doesn't look like she's engaged in any kind of rough trade, and her short, pink-blonde hair sways in the wind.
The Commander's eyes widen at the calm smile that seems to admire him. His subordinates, who were ready with their swords drawn, also buzzed.

I had heard that you had made a request to the Treasure Hunters. I was angry to cooperate with those who only searched for treasure in treasure halls without protecting the public safety, but Gladys's army does not take personal feelings into account in their missions.

I didn't know what was going on. The hunters hadn't even arrived in Gladys' territory yet.

It was only a day ago that they had received information that a group of what seemed to be Barrel Bandits was about to leave Gladys' territory.
There was no time to wait for hunters. For the men who had come on a forced march, not wanting to back down after being falsely accused, the fact that the hunters were already there when they finally arrived was like being bewitched by a fox.

But the request forms were real. Picking up the request form, which had been rudely thrown on the ground, the Commander wondered what he should ask.

'...... Why are you here? I've been waiting for you for a long time.

'I ambushed you. It's more of a lead-in than an ambush,......, but don't worry. The Barrel Bandits have been wiped out. Every last one of them.

That's impossible. I'm not sure what to make of that.

The modus operandi of the Barrel Thieves was careful and bold. They have repeatedly defeated the Knights of Gladys, who are known for their strength, as if they were mocking them.
In particular, their cautiousness has gotten them into trouble many times.
Whenever they attack a city, they always dispatch an advance team to assess their strength and never challenge an opponent they cannot beat. Since they are a wandering bandit group, they do not have a home base or even a temporary base.
Even if you try to assault them with a large team, they will easily escape. I don't know what kind of technique they have, but they have tools that can create walls.
They really are a bad band of thieves.

They ransacked Gladys' territory, a place where all criminals fear to tread, and scarred its name and the name of the sword of the Empire. This is no time for knightly pride.

Anyway, there's no sign that the city has been looted. There's no doubt something happened.

My men are touching the wall of rock that surrounds the city and looking at each other. The wall resembled the one that had often blocked Gladys' forces when they had pursued the Barrel Bandits.

'This wall is ......? I thought this city didn't have such a huge wall.'

Surs is a tourist town famous for its hot springs. It would have had no defensive capabilities.
At the Commander's question, Sitri put a finger to his lips in wonder.

'I was too careless, so I had a barrel made for me. Well, it needs to be reinforced, but it should be enough for now. Don't you know about the foresight of the "Thousand Transformations"?

Of course I do. But I still can't believe it even after witnessing it firsthand.
You can still ambush me. But is it possible for a human being to manipulate the situation to this degree? And how did the "Thousand Transformations" know about the Barrel's movements, of which little information was available?

My men are looking at me in disbelief. The Commander felt the same way, but quickly came to his senses, took off his helmet, and showed his gratitude.

'............ I see. I'll check the details later, but for now, thank you. So, ......, what about the 'thousand changes'?'

'I'm sorry. Mr. Cry is on vacation at ......, but I'll take your message.'

'............ Hmm. What?'

Citri said with a smile on his face as the commander looked nervous.

'The only thing I didn't expect was that Gladys' army wouldn't make it in time. They're really useless, you know. Ah, yes. As for the bandits, there were about three hundred of them, unlike the previous information. It's a bit of a margin of error. ......'






The city was in an uproar at the attack of the bandits and their sudden frogging.
As usual, I left it to Sitri to give instructions on how to deal with the knights who arrived late and what to do afterwards, and returned to the inn with Luke and the others who had finally joined us.
I'm sorry to say that I'm sorry to Citry, but I tend to offend people easily when I do that, and he doesn't understand the situation, so it can't be helped.

It had been a long time since I had seen Luke and Ansem.
We've known each other since before we became hunters, and we've seen each other almost every day, so it's really rare that we haven't seen each other for more than a month.

When we entered the inn room, Luke took off his creepy mask and said first.
His crimson eyes like flames, which seemed to represent his personality.

'Cry! This one was lukewarm! The biggest one wasn't much either, what's wrong? What's wrong with your health?

Luke looked as he always did. There were no serious injuries, and the cloak he wore was almost spotless. It seems that the attack on the Level 8 Treasure Hall ended without incident.
But that's a terrible thing to say. I wonder if the bandits' takeover of the city is a welcome event for Luke.

'No, it's just a vacation.

'I see. ...... So it's not an ordeal. Then it's not like this. ...... Well, it's just good preparation exercise.''



I'm not sure what you're getting at, but I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out.

'What a great thing to say, ...... Luke. You almost defeated it, didn't you, Lucia?

'Oh? I was the one who killed the biggest one, so I'm the MVP, right? Besides, Liz didn't do anything.''

'Oh, Luke, are you trying to take Lucia's credit? It's so uncool!

Lies and Luke tended to compete in the number of prey they killed during these large-scale battles. They seemed to take pride in the number of corpses they produced.
And it was always Lucia, who was out of the picture, who was the winner. This is because the range of the attack magic is different by an order of magnitude. .......

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'.................. It's true that it wasn't particularly strong compared to the others. You're pretty good! Next time I won't lose!

The next time, I won't lose!' The sudden shout caused Lucia, who was lying on the tatami, to look up, breathing hard.

'...... Luke, you're being too loud. Get some water, leader.

'Are you okay?'

'......I just used a little too much force. ......'

I let out a small, exhaled breath and answered. His voice sounded strained and his face pale, but there was nothing wrong. There are no obvious injuries.
She has dark hair, much deeper and shinier than mine, and black eyes. Her thin features are too fragile for a hunter.
In fact, Lucia is a bit prone to illness. It's not that she's sick or lacking in physical strength, but the cause seems to be her enormous magical power, but it's always the case that she stays quiet after using magic continuously, such as after a hunt.

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'If you're worried about me, can you please not let me take over the city unnecessarily?

'There's been a lot going on. Well, now that we're here, let's find a hot spring and an inn where Anthem can go and have a good soak and rest.''

Even though he was used to it, it was still a pity to stay out in the open.
Fortunately, this is a hot spring resort. There are probably bathhouses where Anthem can take a bath. ...... At worst, we can have Lucia dig it up for us.

'The leader was resting the whole time.

'......Oh, yeah, ......Tino's turned into a frog, is there a spell to bring him back?'

'............ There's no way there's a spell to bring it back, it's too much work just to change it. ...... Did the book the leader gave you have a spell to bring it back? I'm sure you'll agree.

In the bottle, Tinofrog heard the words, blinked his eyes, and jumped up and down, shouting impatiently.
The poor thing ...... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Liz is giggling and lifting the bottle, is there no mercy for her?
I thought Lucia was good friends with Tino. .......

When I froze with a smile on my face, Lucia gave a small cough and said.

But don't worry. There is no magic to bring it back, but if you kill ...... it, it will return.'

I don't feel safe at all. Tino's mournful cries echoed through the air.
What should I do? Do I have to tell Tino's parents that my sister turned your daughter into a frog?
I can't face them.

'Don't worry, Tino. I'll take responsibility for her. ......'

'............ Don't be silly, come on!

Lucia lifted her thin arm and snapped her fingers. The bottle of tino that Liz was holding suddenly burst into flames.

This is exactly what I imagine a wizard to look like.
Burning an object with a flick of the finger is something that I thought of in my first book of cool magic. It is a spell that Lucia, a trainee spellcaster, created after struggling for about a month. I have a bitter memory of being punched in the face for laughing so hard when she told me that it took her a month.

The carnage was so sudden.
The moment Tino's cries were lost in the flames, human Tino appeared to drown them out. Liz catches the suddenly appearing Tino with both hands.
He is dressed as he was before he became a frog. A light blue yukata and a neatly tied obi.

I'm not sure if that's what you mean by coming back after killing .......
When Tino changed into a frog, his appendages also disappeared. ...... I wonder what the logic is.



'Oh, sister, oh, sister, oh, sister! I was scared, I thought you were a frog! '

Tino is crying, tears streaming down her face, and Liz hugs her tightly.

'All right, T, you're going to be trained to be a frog until you're no longer a frog.

'Mastaaaaaa! Please help me! Lucia-sama!

'Tee's still the same. ...... Okay, Cry! We're going to the hot springs! I've brought my floaties!

............ Oh, well.

As everyone starts to make noise, everything starts to feel unimportant. I breathe a sigh of relief that my daily life is finally back to normal.

I've been through a lot, but I still like vacations. I'm glad we made it this far. Now that we're all here, I'll call it a win-win situation.

Lucia looked at me as if she had just remembered, and said something outrageous.


'By the way, Leader. You may already know this, but the Imperial Capital was in an uproar over the war between the Hidden Curse and the Akasha Tower. We ran away quickly because we were on vacation, but ...... everyone was calling for the leader. Is it true that you set them on fire?''

'...... It's not true. Now, Lucia is probably tired, so let's go to the hot springs and relax!