10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

The wounded man and one boy could not escape.

The remnants of the raiders find us and take us away.

There are two reasons why the two of them weren't killed.

That they were known to have excellent werewolf noses and ears.

That if you take a boy hostage, you are free to use that excellent sense of smell and hearing.

Bandits and mud rats.

For them weakened by the raids in the village of Amphore, they wanted to reduce the risk of being found in the chaser at all.

The man's nose and ears helped him in his escape life.

Ironically for a man.

the border, and cross over to the king's capital.

Men who travel repeatedly.

Enter the small lodging town to steal and attack a small number of merchants.

The man's nose, ears, and the night's eye were helpful.

Pushing and killing his conscience, the man cooperates with the bandits.

To protect the boy.

Village raids, family deaths, and escape lives.

The young boy gradually closed his mind.

The boy, who began to move as he was told without resisting, was being treated as a hostage and small-time user to a man.

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"Hey Inuccolo. What do you say?"

"There are three carriages and five escorts. I don't know where it is in the carriage..."

The dog is called out and pushes and kills the irritating feelings, the man answers.

"All right, let's do it. Scatter."

With the word of a man, the bandits who were gathering scatter.

Once again, the bandits, who recovered the collaborators who had lurked them everywhere, were about to attack a merchant army from the border to the Wang Capital.

The number of bandits trying to attack is 26.

It is a prey to outfits such as a merchant company with only five escorts.

Originally.

The man giggles niggardly.

There are definitely only five escorts.

But the man who saw the direct escort ahead of time had noticed.

I thought those men would be hands-on.

If you want to repel the Raiders, interrogate them to survive and find out where Azit is, cooperate.

Kill the remaining bandits in Azit and rescue Charles.

Don't rush, tell yourself not to expect too much, the man who lurks and watches the raid.

But.

The man's hope was not fulfilled.

The escort was indeed hands-on, but relentlessly kills the raiders.

He left lightly, without looking for the remnants, without listening to the survivors.

Smaller and tongue-in-cheek, the man changes his mind.

Not this time, but he said he had a chance if he even lived.

The escaped bandit takes the man back to Azito.

Bandits and mud rats.

The raid in the village of Amphore reduced that number and attacked the merchant army to further reduce the number.

No, its size is 10.

There are few members left to lurk around.

From the attacker to the attacker.

I changed my position and the man's life went on.

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"I can eat this grass. Oh, and bug nuts."

Years after men and boys began to live with bandits.

The bandits, reduced in size to more than a dozen, grew in numbers again, turning all over the place.

Farmers who can no longer pay taxes.

Gorotsuki chased through a slum.

A chimpy adventurer flashed at work.

A dozen soldiers are deadly to the point of being in a small city.

Bandit operations have been reduced in number and the main thing is to solicit personnel and not find them.

Since attacking the merchant corps was reduced, food was mainly to be secured in sampling and hunting.

A man who shares less food with a boy.

Eat grass leaves and soak mud.

Fortunately for the man, at the time of the raid, he was never suspicious of anything he collected from putting the grass together.

Using grasses that sometimes become worms and poisons, men kept their strength by eating the guts, weeds, and fruits of their hunted prey.

Don't miss your chance to come one day.

But.

The man has learned that he has little time left.

One night, a man's brilliant ear captured the bandits' conversation.

I thought I'd sell a red-haired boy to a boy hobbyist nobleman.

The boy, who was 9 when he was caught, was 12.

The line is thin because of my diet.

But it looked eye-catching if it was clean.

Better sell the boy higher than his own usefulness.

If they judge and act that way, the man will no longer be able to reach them.

Bandits approaching the king's capital as they travel along the mountains.

The time for a man's decision was close.

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That was my last chance.

A street that connects the border with the Wang Capital.

The boy also sells away after attacking the merchant squad here and judging what he has in his hands.

The werewolf's nose and ears are a little shameful, but shall we kill them?

A man who heard the words of such bandits.

Take the boy and escape, or stick your body up and relate to the bandits.

The man couldn't make up his mind.

I can go either way if I'm alone.

But while protecting the boy who closed his heart.

The difficulty is high and there is only one chance.

While I'm about to make up my mind, a man's ear catches the sound.

It was the sound of a carriage going up.

A man lurking in an ambush with bandits raiding with a glimmer of anticipation in his chest.

What I saw was a single carriage.

Next to it was a painted flag.

"Seriously... I'll just thank God now"

The man grips the stone beneath his feet, whining bossly.

That's also a famous flag for the bandits.

I also knew a man who had left his hometown and continued his journey from fall to fall.

Your neck will be gold.

It is the flag of the Gegas Chamber of Commerce, led by 'Blood Painted Gegas', which has slaughtered numerous bandits.

"Is there... three of you with the cape? Enough."

The carriage, which was approaching the planned raid point, stops walking.

A gentle man wandering around.

I guess the bandits are also aware of the flag.

There was no sign of assault, just lurking.

A man throws a stone.

There's a bandit here.

The stone thrown with his left arm hits the front of the carriage, aimlessly.

The battle has begun.

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"Donnie? Are you alone? What about the others?

"Betrayal! They ran away."

"What?"

"There was an elf in the merchant squad! Don't come back here. We're gonna split the mountains!

"Elf...... you say? Why are you here?"

"It's up to you because Charles is here! Look, it's a ring of evidence. With a noble crest."

"Chip, are you serious? I don't know if it's an elf, but an aristocratic associate. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! We're going after him!"

Bandit Ajito is surrounded by noise.

A man quietly moving away from the noisy men.

Give me this far, and I can be questioned.

The strength of those who oppose the bandits is sufficient.

Whatever happened, he just protected Charles, and the man went to the back of the cave.

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"Donnie, you betrayed me!

"Chip, isn't that good enough?"

Let the boy sit, and two bandits come under the man who himself sat in front of him.

A man holding a boy in his arms like a cover and turning his back on a bandit.

"I'll kill you and take Soytz away!

A screaming bandit rushes towards the man.

One bandit trying to pierce the sword in his hand against the defenseless back of a crouched man.

The man has one eye crushed, his fangs plucked, his right arm tendon cut off, and his left finger cut off two.

No weapons either.

There has never been a rebellious sleigh.

Unguarded back.

That was supposed to happen.

The man who was kneeling and turning his back stood up slightly and twisted his upper body.

Delayed to open upper body, feet flying.

The man's left foot captures the bandit's temples that have attacked him.

If Eugene had watched, he would have said this.

Back spinning kick, that, but not because you haven't spinning a spin? I don't know what to say in this case.

The bandit, who made a gossip noise and ate a kick in the head, sinks straight in front.

There's only one left.

But one of them was one of the bandits who was said to stand up in arms.

A bandit who carefully waves his sword while alerting to a man's footsteps.

A man can hurt his whole body.

Still.

The man's eyes did not lose light.

This is your last and greatest chance to help the boy.

A man who takes a sideways attack with his immobile right arm as a shield.

Step out ready.

Accelerate.

The attack of a man without a weapon.

It was a bite to the throat.

Even if the proud fangs were pulled out, they just pulled out the so-called dog teeth.

Let the remaining teeth feed into the meat, and the man leaps.

Like a dog.

Like a wolf devoured by a prey's throat.

The sound of biting off bees and meat, spilling blood.

Bandits and men fall in.

And.

In a man's ear, a sound arrives.

Footsteps.

It's also faster and lighter than the bandits a man has lived with.

A man who twists his neck while falling and looks at the boy.

"See if you can make it. Grr!"

A man whining small.

Whether you have relieved yourself after the battle, the pain you forgot pushes you.

Loss of blood and hazy consciousness.

blurry and I was aware that I was surrounded by some figures.

I think I heard the boy somehow.

"Charles, go home, this is it,"

A laying man crooks his mouth and smiles.

"Charles, remember. The werewolves... with their fingernails if they don't have weapons. With fangs if you don't have nails. If you don't have fangs, use that body. It's the pride of the werewolves to fight to protect their flock and kill them even if they die"

But I'm a loser who couldn't protect the herd. Well, let me cool it at the end of the day.

With that thought in his chest, the man who tells the boy.

That's like, the last word.

"So, oh, good to protect you,"

At the end of the day, the man closed his eyes softly.