Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

Take the forty-two rabbits all the way to the canyon.

Naturally, many demons strike me as excellent prey, but not a single one of them succeeded. Without exception, it does not even come true to touch the Humans, because when they approach, the flash will crush their heads.

To the sight of the flash running with the dry bursting noise and, if they noticed, the vicious demons of the Licen Grand Canyon sinking into despair, the Hajime people were suddenly turning in awe of Hajime, the person who was accomplishing it.

All in all, the little ones stare at Hajime as a hero who sparkles his crushed eyes and wields an overwhelming power.

"Hehe, Mr. Hajime. The little ones are staring at you - why don't you even wave at them?

Shea hangs a little "urchin" with a really wussy look on Hajime, who seems a little uncomfortable with her child's pure eyes.

Hajime, with a blue muscle on his forehead, couldn't help but fire silently.

Dopan! Dopan! Dopan!

"Awwwww!?

Rubber bullets continuously pass at your feet, waxing and dodging Shea like a strange tap dance. To the sight seen many times on the road, Shea's father, Cam, smiles bitterly, and Yue turns his gaze with a shudder.

"Ha ha, Shea liked Lord Hajime for a long time. I miss her so much...... is Shea that old already? I miss my father a little. But Lord Hajime will feel safe..."

Cam has the look of a father celebrating his daughter's doorstep by saving tears in her eyes without looking concerned, even though her daughter is still shot right next door. The people around them also have a warm look at Shea screaming "Takeshi ~".

"No, you guys. Is that what it's like to see this situation come out?

"... uneven"

Yue is right, apparently the Rabbits are a little commonsense uneven, or a species with nature in it. I don't know if that's the whole Rabbit tribe or just the Haurian tribe.

In doing so, the line finally reached a place where we could escape the Grand Canyon of Licence. As far as the hajime is concerned, there are splendid stairs inside. The staircase, which would have been made by scraping the walls along the shoreline, seems to be the type that folds back to the other side every time it goes about fifty meters. At the end of the staircase shoreline, the sea of trees can also be seen thin. From the exit of the Grand Canyon of Licence, about half a day on foot seems to be a tree sea.

Shea spoke anxiously as Hajime looked at the distance at all costs.

"Is there still an Imperial soldier?

"Hmm? I don't know. There's a good chance he's gone home after giving up all of it..."

"Well, um, if there were still any Imperial soldiers... Mr. Hajime... what would you do?

What are you gonna do?

Shea asks Hajime, who tilts her neck without knowing the intent of the question, as she decides to. The surrounding tribes also seem to be standing up to hear the rabbits.

"Unlike the demons you've defeated before, your opponent is an Imperial soldier... a human race. Same as Mr. Hajime.... Can we be hostile?

"Too bad Rabbit, you, didn't you see the future?

"Yes, I saw it. Mr. Hajime, relative to the Imperial Soldier..."

"Then... what's the question?

"It's more of a confirmation than a question. It is no exaggeration to say that protecting us from imperial soldiers is hostile to the human race. I was wondering if I could really be hostile to my own people..."

Shea's words and the bunch of rabbits around her also look at Hajime with a strange look on her face. Little kids don't really know. They look at the disturbing air even though they look at it. Adults and Hajime look at each other busily.

Hajime, however, said it clearly without looking like he cared about such a serial atmosphere.

"What's wrong with that?

"What?"

Hajime went on to talk to Shea about questioning her face so that she could talk to the public without looking particularly impressed.

"So I'm saying, is there something wrong with hostility to the human race?"

"Well, isn't that, because it's one of a kind..."

"You guys are being kicked out by your own kind, aren't you?"

"That's, well, yes..."

"By and large, the fundamentals are wrong"

"Fundamental?"

More neck twisting Shea. The people around you are doubtful.

"Ready? I hired you for your convenience in exploring the tree sea. So, I'm just protecting you because you're gonna be in trouble to die until then. I refuse, I'm not helping out with sympathy for you guys or being driven by my brother-in-law heart. Well, I can't believe I'm going to protect you forever in the future. You didn't forget, did you?

"Ugh, yes... I remember..."

"So I'll protect you until I finish my job of guiding you through the tree seas. For your own good. Whoever gets in the way of it will be a demon, but a human race, but it doesn't matter. Anything that stands in the way is enemies, enemies kill. That's all."

"I see..."

What a hazy idea, Shea, convinced with a bitter laugh. "Even if I saw a hazy relative to the Empire in a futuristic view, I don't know what would actually happen because there is absolutely no such thing as the future. The probability of a visible future is high, but in case you get stuck on the imperial side, now is the time when a harder slave life awaits you than death. Shea, who didn't put it on the table but had the burden of" because of herself, "couldn't help but check.

"Ha ha, I hope it's easy to understand. I'll take care of the tree sea guide."

Cam laughs happily. I guess a give-and-take relationship was more worthy of credibility than being poorly brought out justice. There was nothing in that look at all.

One line plugged into the stairs. I climb up well ahead of Hajime. Including the escape from the Imperial Soldiers, the Rabbits, who were supposed to have had little to no drinking and no eating, but their footsteps were light. It doesn't seem to be a lie that the sub-tribes are physically capable instead of having magic.

Then, finally, up the stairs, Hajime and the others make their escape from the Grand Canyon of Licence.

On a climbed cliff, there...

"Come on, you're serious. Did you survive? I just had no choice but to stay because the captain ordered me to - this looks like a good souvenir."

Thirty Imperial soldiers stood idle. There are several large carriages around, as well as camp tracks. They all wore khaki-colored uniform-like clothes, carrying swords, spears and shields, and gave a surprised look when they saw the hajimes.

But that's a flash, too. Immediately he floated with joy and looked over at the Hagi tribe so that they would also set the rules for their products.

"Platoon leader! There are also gray-haired rabbits! The captain wanted it, didn't he?

"Oh, it's more and more twisted. Except the old man, but don't ever kill that one, okay?

"Platoon captain, there are quite a few women, and you can have a taste of them, can't you? This way, I've been waiting three days for nothing. Look at one or two of the benefits."

"Damn. Stop it all. If it's two or three of you, do as you please."

"Hiccup, boulder, platoon captain! I get the story!

Imperial soldiers don't take a fighting stance whether they only see the Rabbits as a complete prey or not, and they turn their gaze to the Rabbit women with a humble grin and lick. The Rabbits are just frightened and trembling at their gaze.

When the Imperial soldiers were making a noise of their own accord, a man known as the platoon leader, who was grinning with a nigger at the Hajime tribe, finally noticed the presence of Hajime.

"Ah? Who are you? Rubies...... right then?

Hajime responds to the conversation once and for all, thinking that bare streets would not be possible due to the attitude of the Imperial Soldier.

"Oh, it's human"

"Huh? Why would a human be with a bunch of rabbits? And from the canyon. Oh, could it be a slaver? You grabbed the information and chased him or something? That's a lot of business soul again. Well, no. All of them, I'll pick it up in the country, so leave it."

The platoon leader, who guessed on his own and concluded on his own, ordered Hajime to do so, even after listening to himself and believing that it was impossible, for example, to be refused.

Naturally, Hajime can't even follow.

"Say no."

"... What did you just say?

"I said no. These guys are mine now. I'm not giving it to you as a person. I suggest you give up and get back to your country."

I asked him if he heard me wrong, and it was a disgusting thing to come back. A blue muscle floats on the platoon leader's forehead.

"... kid, watch your mouth. Are you so retarded that you don't know who we are?

"I fully understand. Nobody's gonna want you guys to tell me you're retarded."

A platoon leader who disappears into Hajime's words. The soldiers around them also stare at the hajime in a swordsweeping atmosphere. At that time, the platoon captain noticed Yue coming out from behind Hajime, whether he had been pushed on the back by a swordswallowing atmosphere. Glossy in its young appearance but wrapped around the atmosphere, she struck out of that gap or, although a moment shuddered by the girl of beauty who was releasing her undisputed charm, how close she was to gripping the hem of Hajime's clothes, with a downstepped grin again.

"Oh, I see. Oh, I see. I mean, he's the only shitty kid in the world. I'll teach him how tough the world is. Goddamn it, that lady over there, isn't she? After I cut off your limbs, I'll kill you right in front of your eyes and sell you to a slaver."

Hajime moves his eyebrows pickly in the words, and Yue rounds out his disgust to the point where he is faceless but anyone can tell. All I said was that the very existence of the man in front of me was unforgivable, and Yue tried to raise his right hand.

But Hajime stops it. Hajime says the last word on his ass about Yue who looks surprised.

"I mean, it's okay to be the enemy, right?

"Ah!? You still don't understand the situation! Shivering forgiveness!?

Dpan!!

He was a platoon leader who yelled at Hajime for tabulating his frustration at not being frightened, as he had imagined, but the words never ran out to the end. Because with a single bursting sound, its head was smashed and scattered. He splashes his brain marrow from the back of his head with a big hole between his eyebrows and falls to be bounced backwards as he is.

I didn't even know what had happened, and the soldiers who saw the fallen platoon leader hung up on me.

Dopavan!

Only one shot was heard, at the same time, blowing the heads of six Imperial soldiers. In fact, I fired six shots, but Hajime fired too fast to hear a single shot.

All of a sudden, the soldiers panic halfway through the anomaly of their buddies' heads bouncing off, including the platoon captain, while pointing their weapons at Hajime and the others. I know the cause even if I don't know the process, but it's a late, fast action inside. Personality aspects are not complimented, but boulders are imperial soldiers. Strength seems real.

Quickly, an avant-garde of imperial soldiers pops up and the rear guard begins chanting. But then something rolled at the foot of the guard group with Cologne. It's a black cylindrical object. What is this? And the guards watched the chant uninterrupted, but at the next moment it turned into an unspeakable wreck.

Dogah!!

Black objects, "grenades" filled with combustion powder exploded. Moreover, it is a "fragmented grenade" in which metal pieces are carefully constructed. A prized delicacy with varying powers compared to those of the planet. Without the strange minerals of the other world called combustion stones, we wouldn't have been able to make anything so powerful.

In this blow, about ten heavily packed Imperial soldiers were killed instantly, their hands and feet were blown, their guts were smashed to death, and about seven more were caught up and groaned in pain.

Seven avant-garde men treading unintentionally into a blast from behind. Something happened and the six of them, who turned around behind him, collapsed shortly afterwards after being shot through the head like any other fellow. A blood splash strikes, and one surviving soldier wearing it from his head enters the scene, as if he had lost his power. I can't help it. Only momentarily did his companions perish. They are never weak troops. Instead, he's so sharp that he doesn't complain about it even if he accounts for it at the top. So the soldier has bad dreams too? and wandered his gaze in disdain.

Such a floating voice was heard in his ear that he could not imagine the one who created all this tragedy to utter.

"Yeah, I knew, if you were a human opponent," you don't need a wrangling thunder. Usually ammunition and explosives are enough. Burning stones are really convenient. "

The soldier shook his body in a freak and pointed his eyes at Hajime, which contained plenty of fright. Hajime slowly walks over to the soldier as he slaps a ton of shoulders with a donner. The way he walks over his black coat, spreading death, is still a reaper. At least to the surviving soldier, it just seemed so.

"Hino, shit, come on! Yes, I don't like it. And I don't want to die. Somebody! I need your help!

Soldiers retreating like crawling in begging for their lives. Its face is distorted by fear and liquid has leaked out of its groin. Hajime looked down at it with a chilled eye and fired continuously, roughly pointing the muzzle behind the soldier.

"Hino!

A soldier gives himself up, but his body has no impact. Hajime shot because the soldiers behind the grenade were seriously injured. Did you notice that, the surviving soldier looked back behind his fears and realized with the misery in front of him that it was now time for the squad to be wiped out?

A gory muzzle is pushed against the head of a soldier who is stiff as he looks back. Again, the soldier, who shook his body in a vicious manner, began to beg for his life again with his ugly, warped face.

"Ya, please! Please don't kill me! Hey, I'll do anything! Please!"

"Really? Then why don't you tell me what happened to the other rabbits? There must have been a good number of them... have they all been transferred to the Empire?

Hajime asked the question because it would take a lot of time for the transfer of the Hajime, who were supposed to have more than a hundred people, so I thought we could help each other in sequence if we were still close and on the road. If I had moved to the Empire, I would not have bothered to help.

"... wouldn't you kill me if I told you?

"You think you're in a position to put conditions on it? Nothing. It's not the information I really want. Gone now?

"Ma, wait! Talk! Talk!... I think it's all been transferred. I narrowed down the number of people..."

"Narrowed down the number of people." That would mean that the old people and other rabbits who are unlikely to sell killed them. A sad look on the words of the soldier. Hajime only sees the chill. Immediately when I returned my gaze to the soldier, my eyes said I had nothing more to do with it.

"Wait! Wait! Because I'll tell you anything else! Of the Empire or anything! So!"

A soldier who notices Hajime's intention to kill begs desperately once again. But that response...

Dopan!

It was one bullet.

Breathtaking bunnies. It seems to be totally drawn to the behaviour of a hajj that is too relentless. There was a little fear in his eyes. That was the same thing with Shea, I asked Hajime, the old man.

"Oh, that guy just now could have missed you..."

Huh? Shea roars "uuch" at Hajime pointing her gaze at perhaps containing the shudder that It also seems to have mercy on those who tried to kill and enslave their own compatriots, who are very warm and pacifist. Hajime tried to utter words, but Yue objected so as to control its destinations.

"... it's too convenient for someone who pulled out his sword once to miss it because, as a result, the other person was stronger"

"Oh, that's..."

"... in the first place, it's not the right thing for you people who are just protected to turn your eyes on Hajime like that"

……

Yue seems quietly angry. I am not just saying that I will not tolerate negative emotions in my gaze directed at Hajime while being protected. Naturally speaking, the Buddhists also have a bad look on their faces.

"Hmm, Lord Hajime, I'm sorry. It's not like you have anything to do with it. It's just that we're not used to fighting like this... just a little surprised."

"Excuse me, Mr. Hajime"

Shea and Cam apologize on behalf of them, but all they did was wave their hands like they didn't care about Hajime.

Hajime goes to the unharmed carriage or horse and invites the Hajime tribes. It's going to take about half a day on foot to the tree sea, so let's make the most of the horse and carriage. Remove the magic drive two wheels from the treasure trove and connect them to the carriage. Separated from the horseback riders, a line took its way to the tree sea.

The body of an unbroken Imperial soldier was dropped by Yue at the bottom of a blowing valley with the magic of the wind. Later, they were left with nothing but zero blood.