Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

Sometimes powerful demons appear around the village of Mob due to its proximity to the Great Deep Green Zone of Farfran.

Still much weaker compared to the depths, there is an overwhelming opening to strength at the same level in the same species.

If I tell you a lot, the demons that flow around here are a strength that even humans can defeat, but the demons that live in the depths are a strength that normal humans will never win.

The reason for this is probably the special abilities held by demons and the impact of the surrounding environment.

Goblins, if you like, but goblins living around these woods only come with sticks and rusty swords slashed in one hand, but goblins living deep down come with magic and slaughter fine.

It also enhances the body, and the dimensions of strength are too different at the same level. Although it is easy to say about the effects of the environment, it is a threat that cannot be accomplished in such a word when it is actually relative.

I mean, what are you trying to say, that goblin and luceris were currently fighting in bees.

It is a so-called one level increase.

"Guge!"

"Cool."

Catching a stick beaten at the mercy of Goblin with a kiteshield, Luceris, slightly frightened, put his strength on both feet to push him back instantly. Goblin's center of gravity collapsed when the force was shed by slightly tilting the kite shield.

Luceris does not miss the gap and turns to attack Goblin, whose center of gravity has collapsed.

"Oh yeah!!

- Goggy!!

A Morningstar iron ball swung up from the bottom hits Goblin's jaw clean and the unpleasant sound of his bones crushing. From there, he doesn't kill momentum, adds rotation, and sees a painful blow to the looming goblins from the rear.

Goblin's face snapped and his ugly face even uglier and distorted.

Another goblin quickly packs the time when he strikes a todome blow.

"Gyoaaa!"

"Behind!?

Goblins attacked to fly from behind. It's highly jumping for a small body.

"Wah, Shoi!

But Luceris also jumped again without looking back, twitching a brilliant knee kick toward Goblin with a strange hanging voice. She also had more fighting skills with the kids because she was occasionally training with the cocksuckers.

"Uh - - - Vacuum flying knee kick no!?

The story is old on a fossil level. But it was such a magnificent blow that it made the old man think so.

It's like a Muay Thai user coming out of some fighting game, but I'm pretty sure it's not a move she uses that looks like a Virgin. The gap is terrible.

Moreover, he relentlessly adds a blow of todome with a blunt instrument against the whirling goblins.

The Virgin was harsh. The old man recognises that if he were married, his husband would be laid on his ass.

It was a brilliant combat force that I didn't think was very cleric.

"Phew, Mr. Goblin around here is a little strong, isn't he? It's quite ancient."

"No, I was dealing with him at risk, but hey, hey. Todome's blow was fast."

Behind the appearance, the Virgin is radical.

"But is it goblin? This is no defeat."

"Even demons take each other's lives, don't they? You have to think it's a sinful act, Mr. Zeros."

"It is, but hey. But they use their health for nothing."

Goblins can't strip away any material but demon stones.

It is an unpopular demon from the mercenaries because it is a decision that once defeated, the body must be magically burned down or the hole must be dug and filled. It would be better if you had at least a metal weapon, but in fact, just one stick strikes me. Because of its high fertility and habitat, it was classic as a troublesome demon.

There is no such disappointing demon as this. Although Zeros is never tired of peeling, he comes spiritually.

It's obvious, though, because you see the gloy sights over and over again. And human form.

"And yet, where have those kids gone? I can't believe I can't find you looking for all this."

"It's a payback for the concurrent opponent, so you're sure you're safe. Instead, I feel sorry for the demon I'm dealing with."

You look like an old man. The children are happily attacked by demons.

Follow the children scattered over the hunting grounds with momentum, but not a single one has yet been found.

"If we don't find them soon, it's because those kids are going to mess with something. They might have messed with it already."

"Well, that's right. No wonder I was dealing with Brad Bear. If we don't catch him soon, he'll push for more and more big guys."

Something's wrong with the direction you worry about.

Don't worry about your dangers, but on the contrary, the only thing I can think of behind the two brains is a demon blowing a battle from one end to the other. By then the children are highly combative and have a cunning side to them.

Working out with Cocco and the others had grown their children into something that deviated greatly from the common sense of this world.

"In the meantime, will you take care of Goblin's body? Leaving it alone could cause a plague."

"Please. I can't use magic, so magic is convenient at a time like this."

"You can use it, right? What would you like to remember? Your profession may change to [Saint Demon's Instructor]."

[Sacred Demon Mentor]. It is a magical job that does not heal and do magic.

Conversely, it is inferior to the Mage in terms of attack, and the recovery is also slightly less effective than the clergy. What a halfway job, so one was not popular in [Sword and Sousalis] right now.

Whatever you learn about combat skills, the [Saint Demon Mentor] profession also significantly reduces the fighting ability and defensive ability effect of the Warrior Skills effect. If attacked, it's deadly because the defense is normally equal to the Mage's. Instead, it is more user-friendly for the Mage to increase each combat ability by remembering his martial arts skills.

There is no point in remembering fighting skills and production jobs are better compatible.

Rapidity jumps, but HP drains more intensely than other professions when subjected to range attacks and magic. He was unexpectedly in a paper armored position. If it's a game, then the ravioli are horns, and the reality isn't so sweet that you can manage just to avoid them.

"Well, if that happens, I could be interrogated."

"Tell me then. I'm sure it's a bunch of fanatics who want to tear the Inquisitor apart. They must be Icareta people who don't want to hear about people."

"Why, can you say all that? Do you even have prejudice about religion?

"You simply don't trust the Four Gods. That's all. That's all."

For the old man, the Four Gods are enemies. Inevitably, the fanatics who blindly believe in the Four Gods will also be enemies.

From a historical point of view, there is no reason for people to listen to a priest and an unfamiliar demon mentor. In that way it is visible that it inevitably develops into a battle.

He pushed a ruptured obsession and thought he would come with his sword to the utterance. Definitely an old man's bias.

"Then will you dispose of the carcass? [Fire]"

"The carcass." I'd like you to at least say the body. No, it means the same thing, but what do you say? I was a little concerned about the words. "

There is a strange odor burning corpses through the woods.

Goblin meat stinks anyway. Baking on fire produces a nauseating stench.

There is no part of it that can be used as a material, and even if it dies, it makes it tricky, which is the goblin.

The old men then went around each area to find the children again.

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Case two, Johnny, for you and Cocko.

A boy with slightly longer stretched hair tied behind him to no clutter, Johnny in a mercenary, you lurk your breath in the bush and peek around.

Around it was a scene in the middle of a metallic sound that meets the sword and a current battle where magic flies.

In front of you are five mercenaries and ten oaks armed with weapons. The mercenaries are surrounded and forced into disadvantage.

'Well, I don't know what to do. In this case, should I come in to help? But there's a lot of them.'

Johnny, you were calm.

Orcs are more advantageous in terms of numbers even when you come in here to help. But there's no reason to abandon him.

Where the assistant knife is used, there are only a few things that can be done by children.

My partner is black cock. He likewise lurks his breath in the bush and peers at the good opportunity to assault him. You won't lose, but I just want to avoid being surrounded.

It's a hunt to gather a lot of information and test your style on it, but I don't want to commit the foolishness of forcing unscrupulous imitation. That's because I was purchasing a lot of information on examples of failures.

Johnny chooses to signal his partner by hand, bypass him and raid from behind the siege net. I decided to ask the mercenaries to be patient for a while now.

"Damn! I don't have it anymore!!

"Back off! The move is huge! If you deal with it calmly, you'll manage to escape!!

"That being said, there are so many and so few arrows left!?"

"Me too. The magic is gone."

"At least if we take down two more..."

The mercenaries' party consisted of orthodox members.

It is stable with two swordsmen, one heavily loaded soldier, one archer and one demon mentor. But with no strength, their movements fell apart.

I don't feel bound to collaborate as if something big was missing. Johnny thought about it as he watched, but couldn't even tell what was missing.

I don't have enough experience to know that, it's more of a big deal if I just realized it.

"All right, I'm through the siege. Later on,"

Johnny, who dived through the oak siege with his partner, sends a hand sign telling him to split left and right and assault him. Blackcock felt like he got it or "nigga" and grinned.

Well, I don't even know the expression because I'm a hen, but I felt that somehow.

One and one out of the siege net break up second-hand and begin an action that ensures that one is stopped at a time.

The weapon is not a sword, but a thick knife for the stripper.

"First one..."

Johnny dives behind the oak and sets up a knife.

When I jumped from the rear to the neck in anticipation of the timing, I used the momentum to stab a knife in the head.

"Gubbo"

Take a blow at the steeple no matter how many demons you have and you die. Even if you don't die right now, you'll eventually catch your breath if you leave it alone. It was a blow by a brilliant ambush.

"Okay, he's next."

A covert technique that I stoked and worked out from behind people strangely in the city. Make full use of its abilities and set a goal for the next prey. The assassin, rather than the mercenary, whose whistle is nasty inside.

But there is no cowardice or deceit at Seto, whether he lives or dies. It was the harshness of this natural world to be killed if you didn't. It is the old man of the Apostle who lives behind the orphanage who taught it.

A cunning child, but was pure because of the child. The next oak similarly struck from behind, defending his teachings and ensuring that he cleaved the oak off his neck and finished brilliantly.

Take a quick blow so you don't get blood back and hide in the bush. My partner, Black Cocko, also defeated two oaks, and now we have six left. The mercenaries must have seen a way out.

"Hey, hey, hey.

"What's happening?

"The orcs are going down on their own, right?

No, an upset ran among the mercenaries. Likewise, the oak becomes alert and stops its movement and begins to explore its surroundings.

It is miscalculation that both have stopped the movement vigilantly. There is no imposition because trees are taken by the situation in front of us and the number of oaks is decreasing at some point.

"Hey, don't try to knock the oak out of this gap." What are you stopping for?

I can't help but be alert to an unidentified raid. Mercenaries don't know Johnny's on their side. No, I haven't noticed anyone with a machete.

However, it seems to be a question of whether we can survive this move safely. You can't survive if you can't retreat to this gap or see it as a chance to defeat the orc or instantly execute it.

A small alarm leads to life. This is also my grandma's takeover and sale.

"Uh-huh, well, there's no choice."

Johnny looked around and set his aim for the orc that was coming off.

Once out of the bush and stuffed with intermission, he twitches his magical palm bottom toward his round, fat belly.

"[Cheerful applause]!

Orcs over two metres flew through the universe.

A blow that builds momentum and a painful magic shockwave that performs internal destruction blows the oak, cutting life out of every consciousness.

Perhaps an instant death, a special move to defeat without suffering. It was a merciful and painful attack inside.

"Ko, child!?

"Ugh, you're lying. Why are you so strong?"

"When we were those years old, shit! Son of a bitch."

But it was a stunning fact for the mercenaries. And their words contain some color of suffering.

Johnny grows up soon enough at his age, but his appearance is slow because of the lack of nutrition caused by poor living, and he is a young child at first sight alone.

But they seemed unacceptable to reality for the fact that such a small boy kept knocking down the orcs.

"Cockerel". "Go to hell."

A black shadow traveling fast through the grass bushes approaches the oak, killing it instantly at the source of a blow, as it strikes a further chase.

It's black cock.

He snuck by the wind from behind the oak and poked his own black good feathers horizontally through the hole in his ear. Special skill is not hampered.

Black angel or dark hunter. Or a critical worker, Johnny. It was a broken strength for your sake. And that blow is fast and accurate. This is the moment when the common sense the mercenaries were watching was destroyed.

"A, what are you... co, cock!? But it's black."

"What... did you? If you think you've passed, the orcs are down and..."

The Wizard and the Archer women seem incredible about what happened in front of them.

Wild Cocco is not inherently a demon capable of defeating an oak. It was a predatory side in nature and an easy defeat for even amateurs.

But the black cock in front of me is out of step in strength. He defeats the orc that has been forcing him to struggle so fast that he doesn't know what he's done with it, and he's got some kind of leaf on his cool.

The movement is a black wind, a demon of distinctly different ranks. Different dimensions of strength.

"Hey, won't you knock the oak out of me, not as Bo? There are four more..."

"" "" "" "" "" "" "

This is a hunting ground. It's an area of weak, forceful eating where little alarm can take your life. Surely it was surprising, but there are still demons in front of us to defeat.

It's amazing how strong Johnny and Cocco are, but that's not why it's good to be cautious. Because oak is a tough demon unlike goblins.

If you want to take a single blow, you are a tough demon with strong arms enough to be taken lightly by about one of your arms. If the number is reduced, we can manage to defeat it.

"Okay, one more step! I'll beat you all at once like this!!

"" "" Oh, whoa!

The mercenaries are found alive and dare to go to the oak. No, I can't deny the feeling you're imposing somewhere.

Confirming that they have begun to fight, Johnny decides he doesn't need to cover anymore and strips the demon stone from the orc he just defeated.

Before long, the mercenaries finished the battle, and a flare was launched into the sky, where the sun began to tilt.

It was only a few moments before a grunting carriage arrived in the area.

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Zeros relies on markers to find children, but the trouble is that the children's whereabouts change dramatically.

I don't make a big deal out of it in one place, and in a matter of time, I change my place. This is hard to find.

The location-specific ring also opens a certain interval of time for the convenience of the amount of magic it can contain, but in between, the children disappear. It was hard to find it.

When the Zeros, who were having such a hard time, arrived at the next hunting ground, the carriage, as they had seen somewhere, passed by at an awesome speed.

What do you care? [High Speed Jonathan] seems to be doing a great job out of sight.

However, after he passes by, there seem to be a few casualties.

"Nah, nah, nah!? Open your eyes, Kane!!

'Hang on, you're not dying here!! We grab dreams!!

'I'm going to fall down here!! You haven't settled with me yet!!

"Open your eyes! - Whoa!! What can I say to Julia!!

'Please, don't die!! Don't leave me and die!!

I hear sad screams from all over the hunting grounds.

It was also very active in another sense.

"Um, Mr. Zeros? That carriage is..."

"You don't know him, do you? I've been hit by him, but I've never talked to him before."

Just because I know the street name, so I have trouble being pushed to blame for [High Speed Jonathan] 's tailoring. It's nothing. It's not a friend or anything.

I can't imagine listening to people's opinions, assuming I just cautioned them.

"Well, here they are... there they are"

When the old man looked around, he could see Johnny and Shadowcock with the five-man mercenary.

He seems to be greatly appreciated in some way, and he exchanges stiff handshakes with a young man of leadership.

Luceris rushes over to you like that, Johnny.

"Mr. Johnny! Were you here? I finally found you."

"Ah, Sister. You were late, weren't you? After you defeat the orcs, right?

"Oak!? Were you fighting such a demon?!? No injuries, are you?

"I'm worried about you, but if you knock me out with a gap, you can handle it, right? Well, I don't know what happens when you deal with them from the front."

I'm good at it, Johnny, but I'm also not being chronic.

I guess I'm just saying it the way it is. But I didn't care if you were listening.

Oak is famous for his rigid arms anyway. Even more defensive and tough demon. Because it is an organism that forms a herd, it is a fairly dangerous demon depending on the circumstances.

"By the way, Mr. Johnny, where the hell are the other kids?

"I don't know, do I? I wonder if he's hunting somewhere. I made sure one at a time, too, but it was surprisingly easy, wasn't it?

"Well, Cocko's got an escort, and he won't have a struggle about the oak."

The old man doesn't distinguish between evolved species, and all in all, he's done with a word of cock.

Black Cocco was a new breed specializing in secrecy evolved from Archer Cocco in a different lineage, a high-activation assault covert assassination type demon just like Shadow Cocco. He is also good at using bows and sniping, obviously specializing in assassinations. The special evolutionary cocks continued to grow, led by Wookay Senkay Zankai three cocks.

By the way, these three now had evolved into Ultimate Forcemaster Cocko and Ultimate Darkness Master Cocko and Ultimate Blade Master Cocko.

It's a hassle to distinguish them because they usually look different colors. It also seems to evolve quickly when the strong are opponents. I was trained by the old man, but I can also assume that Cocco's abnormal evolution has progressed.

Sorry about that.

"Hmm? Something?

The old man turned to some hesitant young man who called out to him.

From what I've seen, he's a mercenary youth with quite a bit of experience, but I can see the colour of exhaustion in his expression.

No, Zeros felt something heavy, other than exhaustion, from the look on his face, from other members, including the youth.

"Actually, I asked that child to help me earlier. Uh, are you a guardian?

"Well, it's something similar. even helped? Could it be that you were surrounded by orcs?

"Yes, my people were about to be sacrificed. Thank you so much for your help."

"I didn't help you, but don't worry, I'll be more frightened."

All their mercenaries are young. Johnny, compared to you guys, I guess I'll be a senior for about three years.

That's usually all it takes to deal with an orc. Compared to the general mercenaries, you'll see how unusual the orphanage children are growing.

"Ahhh... what a common mercenary is is this fast growing. Are you abnormal around me? '

Ordinary mercenaries do not commit dangerous imitations, but seek safety before acting. And while it's not always going to work perfectly, monster hunting is a top priority.

Like Zeros, we do not imitate vicious demons as being fixed with captive magic and turned into octopus beatings. First of all, there can be no such thing as letting someone else attack you and level you up by giving you only a toddle, and you are sure to get stronger while gaining experience.

In the first place, the people of this world are temporarily fixed in strength at level 300 at maximum. You have to acquire [limit breaking] skills to move on from there. The limit is lifted by climbing to the top of the physical fighting ability and each magic skill, and the upper limit of strength is fixed again at level 500. Likewise, gaining [Critical Breakthrough] or [Extreme Breakthrough] skills will make you stronger like Zeros.

And when vocational skills reach a certain upper limit, liberation conditions occur, but because the conditions and skill levels vary from individual to individual, the conditions of others cannot be counted on.

The training method, the defeated opponent, and the number of defeated matches their own qualities in a complex way, resulting in variation in the strength of each, and the width of the strength will change dramatically even for the same [limit breaker]. The upper limit width of HP and MP, physical ability, hits it exactly.

In short, the children who used to work with the old man gained more skills than those who normally tried to be mercenaries, and became unusually strong by playing and working out every day.

[Sword and Socialis] allows the maximum range of vocational skills to change according to the physical level, but in this world it is possible to unilaterally increase the level of skill and vocational skills alone.

The point is, it's like being able to make a difference in abilities between a child who learns martial arts and a child who has no idea. The orphanage children were of low physical level, but they were old men with high talent due to corrective effects such as fighting skills and who did not provide direct instruction but played a role in abnormal growth due to indirect causes.

"What happens when this gets to a level? Are you going to be infinitely stronger?

Occupational skills that have been integrated and developed here may also generate new vocational skills due to multiple alignments, and their occupational skills possession effect affects physical ability, and synergy greatly affects physical correction.

In the case of Zeros, other vocational skills have been capped off, so the synergy is extremely high. The children were stepping on the same path as the old man.

"- So I'm surrounded by orcs... Um, are you listening?

"Oh, Smitty, think about it... I was concerned about the fate of the terrible childrens..."

"That kid, you're strong. Why is it so impossible? I can't believe you're stronger than us with experience..."

"I can only say that I work out every day. It's like learning how to fight, how to use a weapon, learning how to erase signs by following others every day, and using your appearance to extract information, right?

"Isn't that a crime? Even if it's good to learn how to fight, stalking people is..."

"That's right - it's not an invasion of privacy. Fortunately, I don't know if I can save you from a crime."

If you make a mistake, you will train strong criminals.

Even orphans are susceptible to becoming criminal reserves, which is a problem in each country.

If Johnny and the others become criminals, it would be a nasty threat in many ways.

"As far as I'm concerned, I wonder if she's too strong. Defeating the demons around here lightly means that most opponents will win, unless they are so big. It's good now, but if we keep doing this, it can lead to alarm."

"Are you saying that you might die from that alarm? It's dangerous."

"If you're the only one dying, you're still fine. Problem is, you have to get other people involved. People die and you survive. Maybe you can't stand the death of your people just because you're strong enough to break them."

"I understand."

I could understand that one of my buddies recently had a dead experience with the dark look on the youth's face.

I guess I still carry that wound and scratch my feet. Because the other people I was listening to had a similar look on their face.

Zeros also drowns in power from time to time. The force is not applied or subtracted well because the seriousness itself is too strong.

I don't have enough experience overwhelmingly deciding whether or not to fight with all my might. He feared that if he continued to fight with a sense of game, he would someday make irrevocable mistakes.

In fact, the world of reality and [Sword and Sousalis] is completely different, and there are times when we become insensitive to the weight of other people's lives in the midst of battle. Sometimes that scares me asexually.

"Dead people will never see each other again. Sickness and accidents in places you don't know will give up, but failures in battle..."

"That's right. Those of you who die and are left behind are tough."

"It's moonlight, but I'm going to have to slowly embrace it and scratch it. You think you should make the easiest request possible when your buddies are dead? I know what you've lost is huge, but if you can't, you can lose something again. Mercenaries do that kind of work all the time.

"Do you understand?". We lost our leader, our childhood friend. "

"If you had such a sad face, wouldn't you somehow understand? Well, now seems like a hard time, so..."

I hear heavy stories that I don't even want to hear, and the old man lights a cigarette and lights a fire as if to mislead the severe air. Honestly, tobacco smoke is bitter.

I've had people close to me die suddenly, but I've never experienced unreasonable death in the middle of a battle.

I can only comfort myself with Lanobe knowledge.

"I want to be strong so my people don't die."

"If it's painful, you can discuss it with your people. You can share your grief. However, I recommend that you stop carrying it on your own. Come to think of it, it could cause a party split in return."

"Why are we so weak? If we were strong, we could have protected you..."

"I don't listen to the details. Because it's no consolation where I said something. We just have to accept the unacceptable reality and scratch our feet. Just remember, you're not the only one suffering."

"That's all there is, isn't it? It's so painful."

"We should discuss how to operate in the future. One person's lack also changes the party's movements. If you don't have a leader, you're on hold. First, we should sort out what we can do now. I don't think you're gonna decide everything on your own, but you were the subleader, right?

When a party is organized, accumulating experience will determine the leader and sub-leader at first sight.

Those who make solitary decisions often leak out of the leader frame as a result, and those with sober judgment are accepted. Because by accumulating experience, you see the role you can play.

But there are few parties that can survive until that time comes. It's mostly because they split up internally and dissolve the party, or because someone else's dying makes them feel bad about their immaturity.

As a result, the party will be forced to make two choices. Disband or keep scratching your feet to get up there. A party between acquaintances is stood by Setouchi to see if he can survive the hard times.

"I don't know what's going on with you guys right now. I don't even want to hear it. However, if we're going to continue mercenarism in the future, we just have to trust our people, and the rubbing of failed responsibilities and other nonsense. You should keep bothering with your people. The answer comes naturally."

"That's good. Honestly, I feel like I'm walking in the dark right now."

"All my people do, don't they? It may be hard, but it's also important to calmly analyze the circumstances in which your people died and consider where the cause of their failure lies. Even without failure, there are as many dangerous situations as there are.

It sounds cruel, but if we don't use our experience next, we're gonna lose our people again, right? Because the reality is a lot unreasonable. Now it's time to look for the other kids... "

"Excuse me. I need you to listen to something weak. I really can't, I..."

"Never mind. Sooner or later, it's all about going through. Only those who keep scratching can move on. Weakness is never a shame."

I have a sense that I'm saying something great.

But I got involved in a mercenary party with this heavy thing, and I said, "Can you be strong? There's no way Grandpa would know! What, are you here to talk to me about your problems? I couldn't even say, 'I had to arrange the most seemingly lined things by mobilizing my full knowledge of Lanobe and cartoons.

The old man's guilt isn't half bad. I don't understand why this is such a troublesome situation, but at the same time it is a painful development because I can't answer it seriously.

"Well, what area are the other kids in..."

Though badly distressed by his painful mood and helplessness, Zeros turns his back and greets him with one hand, speaking to Luceris and heading to the next area.

Johnny follows along with Cocco.

Behind that, the old man did not know that the young mercenary party bowed its head silently.

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On his way to the next area in heavy footsteps, Luceris noticed something was wrong with Johnny.

Unlike the usual rampant attitude, it remains leaning in some serious way.

"What's going on? Mr. Johnny..."

"Sister, those brothers... your people are dead...?

"Oh, that's..."

A companion meets a dead mercenary, which is a future that can happen to Johnny and the others as well.

A fellow who was laughing at each other today becomes an unspeakable corpse the next day. Such is the world of mercenaries.

The old man sighed deeply wondering if the heavy story would still continue.

"Yes, they lost their people. And... it can happen to you too."

"We're strong. They won't all die..."

"Mr. Johnny... you should throw that idea away. There are as many situations in which one's companion dies, even with caution. Sometimes a small alarm can lead to great ruin. You may not know now, but remember what happened to them in the back of your mind."

"Ze, Mr. Zeros!? You don't have to be so hard on your child... you still have to think so hard..."

"I do. Not to mention Johnny. You guys are going for a dungeon. There are countless traps in the dungeon, so, hey, there's a better chance of dying than hunting."

Knowing about the mercenary party where his buddy died, Johnny seemed to have sprung anxiety in his heart without a shred.

Death anxiety turns into vigilance. Healing at the risk of your life and being indifferent can lead to immediate death, more than aiming at mercenaries independently. It's just a world of self-responsibility. It's something you need to know now.

"Even if we have all the technology, the physical abilities, the information, the equipment, and roughly everything, we die when we die. Hey. That's reality, and the most dangerous place is the dungeon. I'm prepared and responsible for pursuing my dreams."

"Oh... is that what these kids need right now? Sometimes you can't do anything if you're tied to fear. It's too harsh."

"Better than dying, isn't it? Living involves responsibility for action. You will bear your life, the lives of your companions and, in some cases, the lives of others. I think mercenary work is harder than you can imagine."

"Are we... sweet? I thought being strong would make dreams come true easily."

"That's too sweet. It's not a job that can be managed with momentum and a sense of play. The death of one of our companions greatly changes who we have been. Didn't you have a good study today?

Zeros speaks pale as he tells himself.

What I'm saying to Johnny applies to me, because it was really a stumbling block.

When you die, you die, a world where the price of life is low. On this day Zeros knew again what it meant.

Later they remained silent for a while, and the three of them searched for the other children.