You could run away from here.

　Makoto warned him that it would be too much of a hassle to kill him, but--

''Ya....

　One of the guys - the one with his pants down - squeezed his voice out.

'No, do it!'
Uh-oh!

　The men rushed forward with a yell.
　Normally, it's a move of escape, Makoto said as he poked and prodded in his mind and jumped back.
　For a bandit master, his judgment is nowhere near as good as it should be.
　Maybe he just took over the position after his master died.
　Makoto kicks the ground and fleshes out the man at the far end.
　He punched the man in the face in a scraping manner, and perhaps because of the momentum, the man spun around in the air and was knocked into the ground from the back of his head in one and a half spins.
　The man went down, and the man next to him looked at me with a jittery look on his face.
　It seems that your kinetic vision is not able to keep up with the speed of Makoto.
　I'm not going to be able to get it right.
　It's a trajectory that seems to swing up at an angle.
　He bends over and passes the hatchet and kicks it to his knees.
　But it is a kick like pushing with the sole of your foot.
　The knee abducts and the man's body leans back.
　I'd like to connect with a high kick or a heel strike, but I'm not confident in my flexibility.

"Ow, that hurts!　My, my leg!

　The man collapsed and let out a scream.

'Flaming bullets!'

　Some of the flames converge in a swirl, forming a sphere of black light.
　As it is, it is released at the man who is screaming.
　As soon as the flaming bullets touch the man's body, they explode and expand.
　I can't help but wonder where the law of conservation of mass has gone.

''Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

　The man screamed and flapped his arms and legs like a madman.
　The remaining men split up into two groups, bypassing the flames as they approached.

'Ignite!'

　Makoto shouted as he swung his arms down.
　The flames raged, reaching toward the men on one side like a flamethrower.
　The men stopped in their tracks and their eyes widened in astonishment.
　The flames engulfed the men and flared up violently.

''Heeeeeeeee!''
Ow, ow, ow!
Or you'll be out of shape!
Mom!

　The men rolled on the ground screaming, but after a while they stopped moving.
　Makoto looked at the surviving men.
　Then the men were jolted and cowered.
　They must have understood the difference in strength, but they still don't want to throw away their weapons, as if they intend to fight.

''Ugh, wow!
No, just run.

　He rushes into the men who are rushing at him with a roar.
　I duck the swords swung down with only bodywork and hit the bottom of the palm.

''Ignite!''
Wait, wait--
No, no!
Please, please!

　He showered the three remaining men with flames.

''Well you seem to have forgotten something.
f*ck you!　Don't move!

　Letting out a sigh, I turned around to see the bandit's master holding the female swordsman by the wings.
　The female swordsman was nearly half-naked.
　It was hard to tell from a distance, but she was quite beautiful.
　Her slit eyes conveyed strength of will, and the bridge of her nose was smooth.
　Her thin lips give off a hint of cleverness.

''This, what will happen to this woman!
I don't mind.
What did you say?
That's why I said I didn't care about it. I said it was a bit late, but now that I've thought about it, I don't have to help you.

　Mako scratched her head.
　Half of him meant it, the other half was bluffing.
　Of course, since we've gone this far, we want to help.
　However, if you humble yourself badly here, people will think that the hostage is effective.

''...See?

　They form a flaming bullet and release it carelessly.
　The power assist didn't work, and he drew a mountainous trajectory.
　The bandit master's eyes widened as if he didn't expect to be attacked.

''d*mn it!''

　The bandit master pushed the female swordsman away and turned himself around.
　The flaming bullets touched the female swordsman and she exploded.
　But she emerges from the flames as if nothing had happened.
　Mako grinned and went after the bandit's master.
　I'm not going to go around and give him despair.
　Simply kick him from behind.
　With that, the bandit's master was blown away as if he had been hit by a truck.
　He lands on his knees and is knocked to the ground.
　Still unable to kill the momentum, he finally stops after spinning several times.
　It's dead and doesn't twitch.

'Are you okay?'
"-Oh!

　Mako put out the flames and reached out her hand.
　Then the female swordsman jerked upright.
　The fear that colored her blue eyes was undeniable.
　You don't have to think that I would have saved you, but I've caused such a massacre.
　It would be strange not to be afraid.
　The female swordsman stood up as if she had made up her mind, and adjusted her clothes.

''Please help me--''
How many people have you killed?

　The female swordsman's words were interrupted.
　When I turned around, I saw that Yuka was approaching us.
　She walks in a way that seems to embody the word "fearful".

''Don't be so frightened.''
Of course I'm scared!　You're flat out crazy!
It's not much of a surprise when you try it, is it?
You son of a b*tc*!

　'You don't have to curse so much,' said Makoto, scratching his head.

“--!

　Suddenly, Yuka gasped.
　The fallen bandit had grabbed her by the ankle.

''Let me go!''

　Yuka tried to shake it off.
　In short, she swung her legs with force.
　She's a wizard, but she's level 72.
　It's easy to shake off a bandit who is less than level 10.
　In fact, it was easy to shake them off.
　The problem was that she pulled her leg back.
　A gurgling sound is heard and the back of the bandit's head is close to my back.

''........Lie?''

　Yuka looked at the bandit as if in disbelief.

'You're lying, right?　Tell me you're lying. I was just trying to shake it off...
I know, I know. You didn't know you were gonna do it.
No!　This was an accident!

　Yuka raised her voice, but it didn't seem too serious.
　No, well, it seems serious.
　However, the seriousness of the situation appears to be not because she can't bear the guilt of killing someone, but rather how to get out of this situation.
　Perhaps she is not so much conscious of having killed someone as she is of having killed someone else.

'Welcome to the world of killers.'
I'm not doing this on purpose!
I'm sorry for getting off on the wrong foot. My name is Makoto Ichijo Makoto. And this woman is Sato Yuka.

　After introducing herself, the female swordsman straightened up.

'My name is Laura Cerberus, Knight of the Earl of Elway. Thank you for your help.
I didn't do much. And your co-workers couldn't help themselves.

　Mako stared at the bearded man falling to the ground.
　He was killed while he was talking about something stupid.
　To be honest, he was filled with a bad feeling.
　However, the female swordsman - Laura didn't seem to think so.
　With tears welling up in her eyes, she desperately squeezes out the words.

'Protecting the Lord's life is the duty of a knight, and he would be happy about it.
Your girlfriend?
No, sir. But he was a good friend.

　Okay, Mako nodded.

I'm not saying I'm sorry, but if you ever need anything, I'm here to help you.
Thank you.

　It was still a squeezing voice.
　I was at a bit of a loss as to what to do, when the boxcarriage door slowly opened.
　Laura turned around and ran up to the boxcarriage.
　A girl in a dress - or rather, a little girl - came out of the boxcarriage.
　She wore her soft, honey-colored hair in twin tails.
　Her eyes were well-defined, but she looked somewhat hung and sassy.
　The young girl walked over to us and stopped in front of Mako.

'I am the Earl of Elway, Christine Elway.
I...
Do you have a problem with that?
No, no, not at all.

　The little girl - Christine glared at me with a glare, and I told her that I didn't mean to be a fool.

'I watched your exploits from the carriage. It was a great cause.
Hmmm.

　Makoto gave a small snort.
　I don't know why.
　I don't feel like I'm being praised.
　Maybe it's bad that it's a period piece.

''Well this is the only thing I can give you right now, but...''
Master Chris!

　Laura let out a screeching sound as Christine removed the necklace - a ring through a silver chain - and held it out to her.
　It must be very important to her.

'You won't take it?'
No, thanks.
Hey!

　Yuka slaps Makoto's arm with the back of her hand.

'Why don't you take it?　We don't have any money, you know?
Yeah, but... I don't care how much you take things away from children.

　I don't know what it means to be a human being.

'My God!　You say you don't want it?
Yeah, it's important, isn't it?　So you won't get one.
Okay.

　Christine happily put the necklace on.
　Well, Yuka looks like she's unhappy about it.

''Well actually, this ring is a memento of your mother.
Don't give me that stuff.
"Believe me, punishment is the law of the land.
Don't sell out your memories.

　I add in my mind, at least while I'm a child.
　Sometimes you have to sell out when you grow up, even if you don't want to.

'I know how you feel, but we're broke, you know?
We're just going to have to pick through dead bandits.
Have you no pride in yourself?

　When I answered Yuka's question, Christine shoved me.

'Why don't you just accept the ring rather than scavenge the body!
I'd take the money. I mean, how would you travel without money?
I have it in the care of the church.

　Christine said, sounding miffed.
　The quintessential world organization, I should say, the church seems to be doing some banking as well.

'Can any church withdraw money?
I'm not surprised.
I'm not surprised.

　Apparently, the Church shares information in some way or another.

'But I don't understand. If you're as strong as you are, you could make as much money as you want, why are you broke?
'I woke up in a dungeon,'
Oh, you're rare visitors.
"Our guest?
Yes, so they call those who have been invited by Periolis from the other world.

　Mako asked parrotingly, and Christine nodded hawkishly.

'I've never heard of you being summoned to a dungeon before, but if you've defeated the undead, you'll get a reward from the church.
You don't have any proof.
?

　When Mako asked back, Christine tilted her head curiously.

''........Chris-sama.
"You are excused.
'I'm sure you two don't know that the number of kills is recorded.
Oh, I see.

　Laura said, and Christine nodded as she got the point.

'Do they keep track of the number of undead you've killed?'
Yes, we do keep track of how many monsters we kill.
Well, that's handy.

　Looking next to her, Yuka nodded as if she was impressed.
　'You came to this world a month earlier than me, I can't help but wonder how you don't know anything about it.

''Well, now don't live in the field.''
I'm really happy for you.

　Yuka patted her chest.

'By the way, where do you guys plan to go?'
I think I'm going into town for a while.
I see.

　Christine nodded with a divine expression.

'We're going to head to Rockwell--'
I need to get back to King's Landing, don't I?

　Yuka interrupted Christine's words.

'Well I was hoping that you would be able to escort me to Rockwell.
Lady Makoto.

　Christine looks down in disappointment and Laura turns her serious eyes to us.

'Which is closer, Rockwell or King's Landing?
'It's a ten-day wagon ride to King's Landing, and Rockwell will be there by evening.
So it's Rockwell.
Hey...

　Yuka let out a pathetic voice.

''I don't have any business going to King's Landing, so of course I'm going to go to the nearest one.
I had to go meet up with my friends.
It's for your own good.
Well, okay, okay.

　Yuka grunted softly and spat out.

'Is it safe to say that you're going to escort me?'
Yeah.
Oh, right!

　Mako nodded, and Christine smiled happily.
　Her surroundings brightened.
　It was a smile that made me feel that way.

''We need to get rid of the corpses before we go to town. Assuming I take care of the bandit's corpse.......''
Mm, the bodies of the guards we'll get to later.

　Christine stared at the body of her escort with a somber expression.