Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

There is a group that goes in a line along the animal trail. At the top is a boy about 14 years old, and behind it are ten children of various ages. The young man is a young man with red hair and beard. It is Bergglyph.

"Everybody, at your feet, pay attention to your surroundings. Pete, what's going on before?"

The first boy, called Pete, looked back over his shoulder.

"It's a forest all the time." "Don't say anything obvious, watch more. Use all your senses, not just your sight."

Pete frowned and looked forward.

"... I hear the sound of flowing water. Also, the refreshing smell that somehow makes my chest transparent."

Berggriff nodded with satisfaction.

"It's the smell of Onibamiseri. This grass can only grow in places with clean water. There is a waterhole nearby."

As if the children were impressed.

"Okay, let's find a water place. Follow the smell and the sound. But don't concentrate on that. Because if you're crazy about searching for a water place and suddenly come across a beast or a beast, you won't be fashionable. "

The children responded "yes," and clung their nose and listened intently to search for the water. Looking at such a sight, Bergliff recalls when he was in the mountains with Angeline. Angeline was a child who learned everything once. Angelin quickly learned and made herself a type of medicinal herb and wildflower, how to read directions from growing plants, how to eliminate signs, how to find signs, and so on. Angelin is a chunk of talent. It is proof that it became S rank. The adventurer Modoki, who dropped out in the first run, ranks S. It doesn't become an old story.

Are you jealous? To my daughter? Bergliff laughs at himself. As long as I have the right foot. Think so far and shake your head. I can't go back to the past. Also, I wouldn't have met Angelin without losing my feet and returning to Tornella.

"I just have to be"

Berggriff muttered. It was a tone that I could tell myself.

At that time, Pete called on Bergliff.

"Uncle Bell! There was! That water area!"

The Belgryph, returning to me, encouraged the children and went down to the water, watching carefully for any stray children. Indeed, a clear stream is flowing. Onibishi is growing on the shore and has a vivid smell that goes through the nose. From the water, spinach was growing and small white flowers were blooming. Onibamijiri is a medicinal herb if dried and decocted. Works well on areas related to the trachea, such as the chest and nose. Spinach has no noticeable medicinal properties, but its petals have a sweet taste when chewed.

Bergliff told the children to collect the lobster. Children picked petals of the spinach while eating the petals. Be careful not to take too much.

"You can't go far without permission." "Yes," "I know."

The answer is always fine. Berglyph shrugged. It's quiet. And it feels strange and cool. Is it near the water?

I can't hear anything except the sound of water, the sound of the wind swaying branches, and the shouting of children. Bergliff closed his eyes quietly. At that time, there was a strange sign. Bergliff stood up.

"Are you all?"

The frolicking children looked at each other with Bergriff's daunting voice.

"No Linus"

When Pete said so, a scream rang.

"Wow ah ah! Bell uncle!"

Seven-year-old Linus rushes from behind the bushes. A gray-haired wolf jumps out from behind. Greyhound, a monster. He is about to fly to Linus with apparent hostility and murder.

I was careless!

Bergliff kicked the ground, tapping his tongue with his sweetness. He repeatedly kicked the ground with his left foot and jumped at terrible speed. He picked up Linus and simultaneously swung his sword. Greyhounds are cut in two.

Bergliff immediately read the surrounding signs. Apparently no other beast exists. The stone that landed on the prosthesis was wet for a short while, and the Belgryph slipped into a grand state and fell into the water.

"Oh, uncle!" "Linus!" "OK!"

The children gathered around the water in a hurry. Because it is a shallow water area, you will not drown. However, it was shaped like a sticky butt, and it was completely wet. Linus is weeping and clinging to Bergliff.

"I don't have a look ..."

Berggriff smiled bitterly while stroking Linus.

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I was rocked by a covered wagon.

Four days after the Gigaant attacked the town of Astellinos, Angelin returned to the city of Orfen, repackaged his luggage and set off for Tornella. The vacation has been plenty of a month. The absence of an S-rank adventurer for a month was a reluctant face for a guild, but given Angelin's achievements so far, it cannot be underestimated. The adventurer's guild granted Angelin a vacation, lamenting the shortage and praying that nothing would happen. If you didn't give permission, it would seem like the guild would be blown away.

This is a countryside that can be called a remote area. The wind blows gently, and the long grass of the pristine grassland shakes. The sunshine is becoming more and more summery, but the wind is cool and I don't sweat so much.

One week has passed since I left Orphen. Through several towns and villages, he rode a barn if he had one, otherwise he negotiated with a peddler heading in the same direction and served as an escort. The chariot I am riding now belongs to a peddler I met in the largest town in Bordeaux. Another stop at a small village, then to Tornella.

The only way to get around is by foot or horse, and Tornella is near the northern elves, so it's a long journey. Considering your return itinerary, you may be in Tornella three or four days. But it doesn't matter. All you need to do is see a Bergryf. In fact, if you keep running with just one horse, you will arrive earlier, but Angeline is not good at riding. If you keep being swayed by a fast-paced horse, you'll be scared. S-rank adventurers who are considered invincible also have their weaknesses.

Various souvenirs are packed in large luggage. There are lots of vegetable seeds, cloth, books, and baked goods that will last a long time. Angelin grinned, imagining talking to them with his father.

The woman's peddler, with her blue hair cut short, spoke to Angelin smiling.

"Daughter, I'm sorry." "Yes ... I can finally return ..." "Hah, are you going home? Are you an adventurer busy?" But I can finally meet my dad ... do you know?

The filial piety on Angeline continues. The peddler runs the horse with a smile.

"Well, I don't know because I'm not studying, but I remember. I guess you're a strong adventurer." "Yeah ... my proud dad. Remember? Bergliffe of" Akaoni " "It's Bergliffe of" Akaoni ". I understand."

The peddler thought it was a name he had never heard of, but he was a merchant. However, he knew the name of the "black-haired war maiden" Angeline. The peddler was convinced by himself that if the S-rank adventurer was a rave adventurer so far, he would be a hidden talent who would never appear in the world.

Eventually, we reached the mountainous area through the grasslands. Although there is a highway, there is not much traffic, so the carriages shook. There is no speed for fear of rollover. My butt hurts when sitting. Angelin jumped off the carriage and walked sideways, as it seems better to walk. It's fast enough to catch up.

"I'm sorry, the road is bad." "Good ... It's not your fault ..."

Suddenly, Angelin felt as if watching, and quickly looked around. There is a sign of the people in the shadows of the rugged mountains and the shadows of the trees. Not a monster. Ask the peddler while walking.

"... Hey, was there a village around here ...?" "No? No, but ..."

No doubt, it's a bandit. I feel bad gaze. I haven't heard of the bandits of bandits around here, but they may have settled in recently. Or a rootless wanderer? Angelin whispered into the carriage and whispered to the hawker.

"The bandits are looking at me ..." "Eh !?" "She. Calm down ... I'm okay because I'm there.

Angelin said, putting his hand on the handle of the sword. The peddler, with an uneasy look, proceeds with the carriage as told. However, it is difficult to progress because the road is bad. Suddenly, there was a sound of cutting the wind. Angeline drew his sword and knocked off the flying arrow. The hawker screamed "hi," and cut a small cross.

"Oh, my God, Vienna, protect me ..." "What I would have liked if I was just watching silently ..."

Angelin frowned unpleasantly and jumped off the carriage. Until now, there have been requests to defeat criminal organizations and groups of bandits. So it's not the first time killing, but I don't like killing humans. So loud and intimidating.

"Hey! I know that I'm the daughter of the" Red Demon "Bergliff and the" Black Haired Maiden "Angeline! If you don't want to die, go somewhere!

But the answer was an arrow. Angelin knocked down all the flying arrows and shouted.

"I don't know what wasted!"

So it became quiet. Apparently he gave up. Angelin snaps his nose and returns the sword to the sheath. At that time, a thief screamed, "Help me! Help me!" I am surprised and look there. I can't see him, but he looks like a child. Have they been kidnapped?

Angelin hesitated. I can return to Tornella soon. I'm sorry to carry on the trouble now. But if you don't know where to go to Tornella, Bergliff will not be pleased. I'm sure they won't praise you.

Angeline chewed her lips. Get rid of the road quickly. There's nothing much to stop. I'll go to Tornella soon.

"Wait ..." "Oh, oh, yes."

Angelin kicked the ground, leaving the peddler. Run up to where the bandits hide in no time at a great speed. With Angelin suddenly appearing in front of her, the bandits are panicking as if they have eaten bubbles. Looking at them, the bandits are squeezing a fifteen-year-old girl and biting a monkey gag. The girl is flapping and rampaging. Wearing good quality and beautiful clothes. Maybe noble. Angeline drew his sword and turned to the bandits.

"If you don't want to die ... leave the child and go somewhere ..."

The bandits panicked, but as soon as they knew that the girl they were capturing was Angelin's purpose, they slammed a knife at the girl.

"Hey! If you don't know what, but move poorly, the life of this guy-"

But his neck flew away. I didn't know what had happened. There was nothing where the head was, blood spewed out and splattered like a fountain.

"I'm in a bad mood ..."

Unexpectedly, Angelin was moving to the side of a bandit who was taking the girl as a hostage, swaying with a ghostly gait, holding a stunned, self-sustaining girl in one arm.

"It's okay ... up to three times for Vienna's face. I regret seeing this Angelin sweetly ...!"

It wasn't as easy as fighting. It was just a massacre. Nearly twenty thieves were breached with no means of doing anything, and in less than a few minutes there were silent corpses rolling around. After a single job, they greedy and seemed to have two people, a peddler and an escort, because of their failure to take care of their best game. The prey was a monster.

Angeline, who had won overwhelmingly and safely, sighed with disgustion.

"Oh ... I don't want to. Killing people ... isn't a good thing ..."

Angelin wagged his sword to shed blood and put it in a sheath. Then he removed the monkey's gag and the rope that tied his hands.

"Okay ...?" "Keho ... Oh, thank you ..."

The girl bitterly looked behind the wrist rope and said, A beautiful girl. Platinum blonde hair is dingy but shiny and skin is not tanned.

"Why were they caught ...?"

The girl called himself Selenium. He was reportedly a daughter of the lord of Bordeaux, and while traveling on a regional patrol, he was informed that his father had fallen sick and was in danger. It seems that it was bad to go over the horse with only a small number of escorts because the speed was not high in the carriage. The escort was wiped out by a surprise attack, and she was captured without help.

"... I'm sorry. I can't go to visit my father after all."

Selenium clasped his fist. Although she did not cry, she must have swirled inside with intense anger and sadness.

"... do you see your dad?" "Yes ... but there's no help. I don't have any horses, and now I can walk to Bordeaux, no matter how fast I walk, it's fate."

Selenium smiled deceptively. Angelin got caught and grabbed Selenium's arm and stood up. Selenium makes blue eyes black and white.

"Well, Angelin-sama ...?" "Is that okay ...! I'm an important dad ...! Don't easily say it's fate!"

Angelin embraced Selenium and slipped back to the peddler waiting below. The peddler jumped astonished when jumping into the carriage.

"Wow, I'm surprised! What do you mean?"

The hawkers look at Angelin and Selenium alternately and panick. Selenium also makes her mouth open without swallowing the situation. Angelin hugged such selenium and said,

"This child has to meet his sick dad ... please ..." "I see. I'll really pay you in full!"

The peddler sighed and turned the carriage. It descends a little faster than when it comes to ye. Angelin dropped her shoulder. Returning to Bordeaux and going to Tornella is impossible. I can't see Bergriff again. But surely Bergryph will not be pleased that Angelin abandons Selenium and comes to see her.

I saw Selenium crying. The daughter who has been acting with all her emotions is now crying leaning against Angelin's arm. Angelin sighed.

Sorry, Dad. But I'll be back next time.

The carriage goes down the mountain path.