Adventurers Who Don’t Believe in Humanity Will Save The World

And the two landed in a wide area of blowouts.

"This is a bankrupt launderer's factory. The proprietor just went bankrupt at night with his cheating laundry lady, but the building was too old to buy. That's why nobody's here, and it doesn't bother me. Don't worry, I don't have a problem with how much money you've lost."

Nick's right, it's a cancerous factory. A huge laundry bucket, like the one that kicked the witch's cauldron and lay it directly next to her, sits dusted without being removed. In such a place, the scattered dust whispered too little for the two humans to have fallen from a few meters high. Naturally, neither of us even look injured.

"You're good, boulder."

"Things like this are the foundation of stepping. Are you... selfish? Then why don't I teach you a lesson?"

"That's true... Tiana! Karan!

"Ice Shield"!

"Uh-oh!

Chanting, groaning, and an awesome roar echoed.

Ice shields unfolded to block the empty ceiling of the hole. Tiana was hiding in a working scaffold that turned on the lights in the factory, overlooking Nargarva from the top. At the same time, the factory entrance and exit were forced to be blocked by Karan throwing iron shelves and trolleys. He pulls out a dragonbone sword and stares at Nargarva from a distance.

It was Nick's operation to attract you here. Sealing Stepping Man's proud leap and turning off the enemy's exit path. Everything that I remember about "Lightweight," and what Karan said about braces, is just a fabric stone for this. And Nargava smiled mocking herself when she realized she had been properly embedded.

"Stunning stuff... you mean trapped"

"If you want to run, try to run away."

"That would be nice... but it would be quicker to get this far."

"I'd appreciate it if you did... but there's another one."

When Nick told him so, the last man who was in the dark showed himself to Nargarva.

"Mr. Nargarva"

"Zem... you weren't the one who noticed Non."

"Well, what do you think?

"We don't have to keep each other together."

To the words, Zem's eyes became sharper than he could have imagined from time to time.

"So shall I ask you to answer without blurring? Why did you sprinkle the plague? It is not this city, but the king's capital, that your daughter died. More importantly, it's the disease, not the human, that killed him. Do you think that would be revenge?"

"Revenge... maybe it's close to that"

Nargarva started laughing when she came.

Nick, and everyone on this occasion, saw Nargava laugh for the first time.

A breath that is peculiar when people who are not used to laughing from time to time laugh.

The smell of madness hidden there ran cold on the spines of the Nicks.

"If a method of treating the disease that killed my daughter is established, my daughter's death will no longer be in vain. It will be a worthy death. You can restore your honor."

"... for that matter"

"That's not what you said?

Nargarva peeled her eyes and glanced at Zem.

"Yes. Your daughter's death is to be mourned. It is lamentable that we have received incomprehension and condemnation. But how many lives did you take for it? It shouldn't be one or two."

"It's not what I learned about people who can't live without telling others, or children born anywhere, to die. Yes, compared to that kid..."

Nargava's eyes stared at Zem, but he didn't look at the present.

"Non... I'm a boring priest. Zem, I've never thought about saving someone like you. When I was younger, I was a knight specializing in escorts, and I was disgusted with my bloody life surrounded by rough men. On the journey, he happened to sell his charm to a senior cleric who helped him to become a cleric and encourage him to study. And dawn on politics within the temple… I wanted to be as prosperous as I could be. Not such a little man."

"Was it a knight? It makes sense to have arms."

"I learned a little bit about healing magic, but I didn't become a cleric with a stronger back shield. I had a hard time. So prosperity is what I wanted... until my daughter was born."

Daughter, Nargava's voice in the moment of saying sounded gentle everywhere.

"It burns in my eyes forever, both when I was a baby and when I go to kindergarten school. He quickly remembered the Bible and soothed it with skill. He was also a master of witchcraft, and soon healed if he had about a broken finger. There were people who didn't give in, who were overflowing with smiles, and who were serious and angry even when they played pranks. He was better than anyone, full of charity."

Nargarva clenched her fist.

"That's it! Something you can forgive, like unreasonably, dying for nothing!

"… is that why you bought Magic Instruments and lurked in the construction abandonment area"

"It wasn't a roundabout that got the magic guide. I didn't mean to live long... but I couldn't help but think of something. What, more lives can be saved than the number of people who have died in the future? Simple calculations."

"What can I do?!

Zem screamed.

"Being in this city will be all scumbag everywhere you look from your eyes! Even children will be fools compared to your daughter! But it's not a good reason to like their lives and forgive them as cruel as you are in God's care! There was something to be called a line when even Mr. Hale deceived a woman! But you have no line, no hesitation!

He said, "It's hard to be with a little villain like that."

"If so... let's end it here. If you have no remorse for your sins, I have no more words to say to you."

With Zem's words, Nick and the others stood up.

"Fine. And I'm guessing you could do it... and apologize for being such a bounty hunter."

Nargarva exhaled in a painful breath.

Exhale out of your lungs, and inhale.

It's so exhaling that the old building is about to tremble.

"But... if you've come this far, you can't add or subtract a nonsense."

Nargarva turned a genuine hostility against him.

A man who had always defended all his skill had finally stripped his fangs. As an individual, I am quite capable. Nick can only count as much experience relative to a strong person so far, etc. Nick felt that was powerful enough to recall a pair of hands with his master Argus.

But the situation is decidedly different. In a pair of hands with the master, it was something to stand up to, courageously, for tomorrow, for the next, for the real thing. And poked, kicked, tumbled and defeated like good. But the place I'm looking for now is not tomorrow or anything. The other person can't do anything half-hearted like that. It's even close to the legendary devil wielding the plague. At this point in time, it's the real thing you should never lose.

"... Let's go!

With Nick's voice, everyone in [Survivor] moved.