Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

The sky was red.

The Aufias managed to exterminate a large group of monsters (monsters) that were approaching the village and were on their way to the mountains.

By the way, the frozen forest is creepingly quiet.

A bunch rushes through there at once.

The occasional monster (monster) remnants of the party also kick ass.

It was an unusual force, speed, but I don't have time to be confused.

This is also a tremendous substitute because it is a benefit of God's protection (Providence).

Orphea glances back.

Hayato's party, a brave man, was chasing away the Orphea.

They volunteered to follow while most things were hurting and unable to move.

I don't know how many monsters (monsters) remain in the mountains, and I can't help being told that the ladies of The Goddess of the Moon (Maruna Nyum) are still in the mountains, that there's never enough manpower.

Not to mention Hayato telling me I shouldn't lick The Monster Raid (Explode), exploring monsters (monsters) on my own here.

Indeed, Hayato was more right in dealing with 'The Monster Raid (Explode)'.

I don't want to take them to the cave where the treasurers are, but I can't belly them on my back. I couldn't even leave a few monsters (monsters) behind.

Most importantly, we don't know if we can defeat all monsters on our own.

Aufia allowed them to accompany her.

After leaving the village, we step through the mountains in a few hours.

But there awaited an incomprehensible sight.

When I did climb, I only saw monsters (monsters).

I thought I sensed the crisis and ran away...

Monsters swarming caves (monsters), big thorny spiders swarming it away (atrabasik), and monsters swarming big thorny spiders (atrabasik) (monsters).

On the slopes around the cave lie some large carcasses of the Great Thorn Spider (Atrabasik), underneath which lies a monster (monster) that has not yet vanished. The monsters (monsters) are still falling apart.

The Great Thorn Spider (Atrabasik) is leaving the territory and fighting monsters (monsters) in the flock.

With the long experience of the Orpheus, I had never seen a sight like this.

Time goes back.

Snow white, pressed against the treasurer, stepped on the treasurer in such a way that he didn't even know the treasurer, put something together and left behind the cave.

"Oi."

The collector stands up instantly, but no monster (monster) comes in.

On the contrary, I could hear something blowing up and beating me to the cave.

"... you seem to have done well. Take turns for me."

That's how the collector went back to the back room. I'm about to take a breath at last.

A misguided Deantia said something, but she quickly caught an entrance and exit watch.

Snow white with mogmogs and meat cheeks behind the cave.

On closer inspection, by the way, the white hair was dyed red.

"Thanks, Snow White."

- Mogi...... grrr

To the voice of the treasurer, Snow White just glances at him and hits the meat uncontrollably.

"Hey, what happened?

Akali asks the collector.

Looking around, they were all looking at each other like they were asking.

"I just had Snow White gather the yarn of the Great Thorn Spider (Atrabasik) and pull it into this cave"

Acari nodded so much that the women of "The Goddess of the Moon (Maruna Nhum)" looked incomprehensible with a pocan face.

Acari knew the fact with his own hands because he had already been sprayed with a great thorny ground spider (atrabasic) by snow and white, but the other women did not.

"That's why Mr. Deantia's out of hand there."

"There's no thread, where is it?"

"I don't even look..."

Snow White had finished eating meat, and now he was starting to get hairy. The bodily scratches seemed to have healed on their own, and after the licked hair they never became red with blood again.

- Gah.

Barking lightly, Snow White stared at the corner of the room.

There's nothing there, no matter.

Marnya runs off with Tatata and searches around the area by hand.

"There it is, thin! Kind of a funny touch, huh?

I pulled over with the thread that Marnya couldn't see with both hands.

"Wow."

"Geez."

"Yan."

The thread that was stuck to crawl to the ground holds up and the women raise their voices of surprise.

It is different from what was hooked to the leg, what was about to get tangled in the hand, what was eaten into the crotch area just because it stood directly above it.

"If you see it, you can't."

An undamaged acari stares at Giroli and his keeper.

He approached the snow and white as he turned his face against the heck out of it, and the keeper to take out the brush.

Snow white is crisp and fluffy when it almost crumbles his face.

- Ugh.

Thanks to me, you don't mind brushing? It's a good idea.

Replying that it was hectic over here, the keeper started brushing the snow white.

Snow White that will make you angry on the way. Her eyes narrowed and her tail stretched out.

"Ugh, I'm jealous. I want Moffmoff too..."

"Ah, sloppy, we want to do it too!

Throw the thread, Margna approaching the snow and white.

But Snow White was heartless. Lift your tail all the way up and restrain Marnya.

"Holy shit!

Under the restraint of his tail, Marnya doesn't fly.

"Uh-huh."

And as usual, they started flirting.

While the collector saw it, he could never rest his hands.

"Why isn't anybody here, Deska! Take turns, Death!

Marnya, who was being played on her tail, stood up and ran to Deantia's voice, staggering.

"This is over, La, let the chief lady work out, Shaw."

Deantia whispers in error.

While Margna turns her face bright blue, she releases a three-clawed fire elf magic toward the monster (the monster) with her face in the entrance and exit.

"No, no, no, no!

Marnya's scream stuck to the cave.

The next avant-garde jumped in there again.

Diantia, explained by Akali, sees the snow white and the treasurer with a frightened face.

"Certainly the rate of entry of monsters (monsters) has decreased, Ga, tell me from the beginning, Cy. Tokiha saw the sight of a flock of great thorny spiders (atrabasic) and a large group of monsters (monsters) eating them, I thought it was the end of the world at last, Sita"

The collector looks up at Diantia as he brushes the snow and white.

"Well, I didn't know if it would work."

Gain a sigh of giving up like Deantia is no longer a habit against the treasurer.

"Well, that's fine, Kedney."

I can't say this has extended my life a bit, Deantia.

The sun will now set in about three hours, turning wide around noon.

Deantia thought that the hedge was a limit. It wouldn't have lasted until sundown if snow and white hadn't come.

The war is so bad.

Though Diantia thinks so, she eats in preparation for the next.

Crystalline races can't move without eating. Although the main diet is moisture and soups.

"May I have this, Ka?

Look at the pot made by the collector placed in the enclosure, says Diantia.

When the collector nods, serve white liquid in a vessel placed next to him.

When Diantia mouthed it, she stopped the pitch and body.

"Didn't it fit your mouth?

Diantia gradually shudders.

"Come on, what the hell is this?"

"Curry-style stew, though. Yeah, it's got tramora grass in it."

"It's luxurious too, but what a desca this white liquid is. From the moment it's in your mouth, nutrition runs around your body, Masita."

"Ah, that or. I don't know where it came from, but it's not crazy, don't worry about it."

Because the local race was nourishing from moisture, the absorption rate of nutrients incorporated from the mouth was exceptionally better than that of people. It was nourished once and for all by the incorporation of a French bread-shaped portable diet, an all-purpose nutritional diet that supported the keeper for six months.

"Really, too bad Death. A little, but I can't imagine how nutritious it would be to recover to magic."

The keeper sees the snow white, wondering if it should be like giving fertilizer to a plant.

There was a big cat lying there slumbering, throbbing a lot.

From that appearance, the collector stops and tries to lift his hips, wondering if it's time.

But the curly snow-white tail wraps around the caveman's torso and doesn't allow it.

It's like a fat serpent. It's fuzzy, but it's got a keeper in it.

The collector lowered his hips again, saying he was in a bad mood, and began brushing again.

The cave was stained with cedar.

Nobody knew how many rotations I had made, already.

The magic of the rear and middle guards was the limit, and the time for the avant-garde to fight monsters (monsters) was gradually longer.

One of the avant-gardes was crushed in the leg and retreated, and the reduced rotation also applauded to speed up fatigue, which leads to further impatience.

No one opened their mouths in the cave room anymore.

Hin.

A protruding spear clears the sky.

He shifts the slaughter of a monster (monster) advancing with his spear with a round shield as he tongues the collector.

Let go of one hand from the spear, let magic flow through the gloves and grab the face of the monster (monster).

The "Giant Gloves" are harder than you can imagine and pair with the grip of a collector to smear the face of a monster (monster).

The collector stayed put and also stopped the monster (monster) from advancing.

The collector grants the Holy Spirit magic he was refining and squeezes his face.

After the vanishing monster (monster), the monster (monster) glances at his face again.

"How about that?"

While the collector is good, he pulls a step and stands in between spears.

As the monster (monster) progresses, thrust the spear...

- It stains red outside the cave.

The collector confirms the extinction of the monster (monster), then looks outside and clears his ears.

Outside the cave there was flame on one side.

And the sound of beating something to the ground, the sharp slashing sound, the deafening sound as a bee.

The collector, big, big, exhaled.

It is reinforcement.

There was no sign of a monster (monster) entering the evidence.

The collector called out behind him.

Acari with a relieved face. I ran straight to the back of the cave.

The collector waits in the cave just in case.

Also, I had the thought that I couldn't get my jaw and arms smashed.

After a while, you won't even hear the outside sound.

"It looks like it's cleaned up, Desne."

Diantia, who was behind me, called out to the voicekeeper.

"Sounds like it. Which, I'll check."

"... be careful, Saiyo. Sometimes as soon as you get out, Zackli, Kara."

"... don't say it's not even on the edge, whoa"

"Your face is harder to understand than the eagles race, Death."

"... you, it's like"

It keeps cowardice from appearing on your face. As soon as I got to my face, the collector believed that something would collapse.

Feng Jing told me that there was nothing near the entrance and exit of the cave.

A keeper who carefully faces out of the cave.

Oops, looks like you're safe.

My heart is about to stop and I put up a spear.

But I've never heard of a monster (monster) talking or anything like that. I don't even groan.

"Come on, it's me, it's Maxime"

The collector relieves himself and lowers his spear.

"What is it, a muscle monster?"

I'll offend you for threatened retribution.

"Shit, you seem to have a bad vibe. Damn, I like Onechan at night."

"Well, that's flattering."

A cold gaze fell on Maxime from behind the collector.

"Oops, looks like we're all safe."

Without looking concerned about such a gaze, Maxeem spoke to the women coming one after the other from the cave.

"Flattery Death"

"Come on, man."

"Well, it's important, Kim Zulu. You'll say one or two flatteries."

Maxime was mouth shot by a spill.

Maxime dropping shoulders.

"Better yet, you're safe."

From behind Maxime, Orphea puts on his face.

Both Orphea and Maxime, who seem fine, are scratchy.

"Looks like you did your best, it's a big deal"

Orfia looks around at the women's faces in turn from Deantia.

"Looks like you've taken care of me a long time, that big thorny ground spider (Atrabasik) by Mr. Klund?

At the end of the day, I look at the collector and the orpheus asks.

"A little snow and white."

"Really?"

That's how the orpheus bows his head deeply.

"... with all due respect, I'm sorry, no. I broke my promise and brought something I didn't know what was going on."

The collector shrugs his shoulders.

"You can't do anything like this. We have to make it, it was a total annihilation. It's not unlike some nobleman who has a seizure here or a bad way of helping, you know?"

The orpheus slowly looks up.

"Yes, though. Hopefully sooner..."

There.

"- Then we shall return. We're gonna collect what we took down, okay?

A young man spoke to the orpheus from behind.

Aufia hesitates, but keeps the keeper covered behind her back, looking back at her curly.

"That was very helpful. I will report to the association. Take whatever you crusade, of course."

"Got it. So..."

A man's eyes clump to the treasurer who was behind the orpheus.

And I feel that gaze, and the collector sees the man, too.

Branch collector and Ichihara Mitsuya.

It was the first time since then that it had been face-to-face in roughly 702 days.