When I returned to the Adventurer's Guild, I heard a voice shouting from inside the guild: "Lucky, I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait here again.

"Lucky, I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait here again."

--Yes, sir.



　Lucky is lying down in front of the guild as before, flapping his tail.



　He is still asleep, but I'm sure he'll be back soon. He is still sleeping, but he must be tired from fighting alone in the dungeon. I can't help it.



　Inside the guild, Kid and Isaac were making noise.



"This has nothing to do with me. It's their party's problem!　Let them go home."

Why should we be treated like this when we're grieving the loss of one of our own?



"That's why we're just asking you to wait at the guild until Mr. Locke comes back. Is there something you're doing that's wrong?"



　The receptionist, Rikka, was in charge.

　Kid, Isaac, and the others were surrounded by strong adventurers.

　I wondered if they were members of Mr. Ricca's secret fan club.



　Isaac and Kid could escape if they wanted to, but they probably don't want to get into trouble with the guild.



"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Ricca.

　I call out to Ricca, and she looks a little relieved.



"Good. I'm sorry I'm late," she said with a look of relief on her face.



"What in the world were they denying?"



　Mr. Ricca tries to explain and Kid explains to me.

"Oh, that's good, Rocca. For some reason, the guild was suspicious of us. I'm sure Rocca will be able to explain it to you, right?"



　The brave man comes toward me with a sickening smile. He's been calling me "servant" so long, I don't think he even remembers my name. Who's Rocca?



Which one is it?　The one who was having a hard time with Blue Ant even though we were an S-level party in the fourth level of the dungeon of fire and brimstone?　Or the fact that she left Kara on the fifth level after cutting her back?　Or maybe that you left Fenrir on the 10th level after stabbing me in the face when I broke my own sword and ran away?"



　I didn't know what he wanted me to explain, so I just said everything I could think of. Kid's face seems to be drawn, but I'm sure it's just my imagination.



"Don't you dare say that!"

　Isaac gets angry for some reason. I'm sure he's right about everything. ...... but if Isaac gets angry, does that mean that's what's going on?



"Oh, okay. You fired me from the S-class party. Don't worry, I got new friends, too. We're going our separate ways now. I think it's time for us to go our separate ways, and we'll both do our best."



"I don't care about ......, but that's not it!　What the hell are you talking about? This is all a false accusation. I fired you because you're useless. I don't need you telling me to do my best from above.

　Isaac's shoulders are heaving with excitement, and Kid takes over explaining.



"Isaac, calm down. Rock, I'm sorry, but there's no proof for everything you just said. I don't think it's very mature of you to make all these weird accusations and lies just because you got fired from a class S party, do you?"



　How can this guy tell lies so brazenly?

　It would take a weak-minded person to convince him.



　And the evidence: .......



"Hey Kid, you still have the sword the king gave you, right?"

"Of course I do. The sword is still in my breastplate. ......

"Check the shape of your sword against the mark on my breastplate."



　The Kid looks at me in surprise for a moment, but avoids looking at me. Another adventurer takes the broken sword from the Kid and lays it against the scar on my breastplate.



　The size of the wound on my breastplate matches the size of the wound on the Kid's sword.



"I'm sorry, Mr. Kidd. Now we have all the evidence we need. The other two must tell the truth or their crimes will grow worse and worse.



"Don't play dumb with me. Don't play dumb with me. That's what he was trying to pin on me. Right, Isaac?　Isaac!"



　When asked to agree, Isaac turns his head and says nothing.



"How the hell are you going to explain Kara?　She's sleeping so soundly."



"Kara ...... I'm sorry. You've been my best friend for so long. I should have protected you. Because I didn't reach out to you when I did. ......"



　Emmy looked at Kara and broke down crying her name.

　If she felt so much regret, why didn't she just help her?

　It's so easy to die if you make the wrong decision.



　In my arms, Kara sleeps in her black and red robe. I've woken up a few times.



"Idiot!　She died on her own because she wasn't strong enough to fight. We had nothing to do with it.



"Dead on her own"?　Kid cut her in the back, didn't he?



"So where's your proof?　That's all your fantasy. You can't know what happened in the dungeon without proof. I'm saying the three of us didn't do it. This is all your fantasy!　Yes, it's settled."



　Kid tells us like he's winning.

"Huh. Hey!　Kara, it's time to wake up. The guy who tried to cut you down is talking out of his ass."






"What?"

"Huh?"

"Wow!　Kara is alive!　I'm sorry Kara!"



"Mnya mnya ...... rock sorry!"



　I'm sorry..." "You're talking in your sleep, get up!

　I'll smack her on the cheek.



　Bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish.　Beep!　She's not waking up.



　Okay, I'll give her a little harder.

　Bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish!　Bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish bish　Now I'll smack him a little harder on both cheeks.

"Oh, he's scared!　"Oops, I mean, "scared," LOCKU!"



　Your pronunciation is still a bit fuzzy.

　This is a very important moment.



　I can't help it.

　Should I wake him up a little more?

　I can't help it.



"I'm awake!　I'm awake, Rock. Stop clenching your fist. It's okay.

"You're finally awake. Someone tried to kill you, didn't they?　Which one?



I just survived and now I'm being killed by Locke's fist. ...... No, no, no, no, no. He's the one who cut my back!"



　Kid glared at us, but we didn't flinch and slowly pointed toward him.



"He cut me down from behind and left me in the middle of a crowd of orange antlers."

　There was an uproar of disbelief in the guild.



　It was time to fight back.