Through the wasteland, over the rugged mountains, through the vast meadows, you reach the town of Elem.

The Brave Party was welcomed into the cheer of the people of the town.

Tents were placed in the square, dishes and liquor were prepared all over the table, and a party was held to commemorate the Crusade of the Demon King.

Everyone ate a lot and drank a lot.

Keith moistened his throat with a little bit of wine and went back to the inn alone.

When I got to the inn, I went upstairs, went into my room, and sat in bed.

From afar, I hear more and more noise about the party.

(It was the worst trip...)

Keith thought.

(Because I'm a bandit, they treat me like garbage and get confused. Marie's presence was the only salvation. But that's almost over, too. If we go back to the kingdom, we can finally break up with them...)

Keith joined the Brave Party for a reason.

He raised himself as an orphan, the release of the Aldberg Bandits, arguably his family.

The king promised me that if I crusaded the Demon King, I would surely free them from prison.

Keith tried to anoint his unwiped remorse with the joy of helping his people.

Still, there's nothing I can do about the mundane and gushing anger and pity.

(You can't... I don't want to think about it... I'm tired already...)

Keith let himself be in bed and closed his eyes.

Then, some time later, Germ, Zotto and Melarda came back to the inn drunk as a snake.

"Long time no see, I drank and ate so much!

"You look colorful when you get drunk, Melarda."

"Shit! Where did Marie go? Marie did!

The innkeeper called off the three people who came in fussing.

"Brave man, I have actually kept a letter from the king."

"Celebration letter or something? Why don't you give it to me sooner"

"That's right..."

The brave man put his ear close as the shopkeeper put his palm next to his mouth.

"The messenger ordered me to give it to you where Keith was not..."

"Huh?

Germ took the letter in his hand.

An envelope closed with a strong wax indicates that it has not yet been read by anyone.

Peeling that sealed wax, which represented the country's crest, Germ opened the letter on the spot and began to read it.

- I could tell from the side that the drunkenness was getting cold.

"What did it say?

"... read it, it's pretty funny"

The brave man grinned cold.

When the other two finish reading, they still have the same grin.

I discovered a weak demon unexpectedly, the look I gave him when that happened, and that was very similar.

Well, let's just say we can finish the king's pageant soon.

Germ, Zotto and Melarda opened Keith's room door as they went upstairs.

"... what are you doing awake?"

'Cause you guys were making a scene.

Keith was up and sitting in bed.

Because the three of them were making a scene, that's a lie.

I woke up - because I felt murderous across the door.

Being malicious towards these three is not uncommon.

But Keith's perceived killings made him feel like he wasn't just a mess.

"It's unusual that you need me..."

When Keith said so, Germ laughed Niyaniya and pulled out the sword of the brave man.

Zotto has an axe.

There was also a cane in Meralda's hand.

Incredible, unbelievable situation, but we just have to be able to accept the reality in front of us.

Somehow, Keith is about to be killed.

The opponent is not a brave man, a warrior, a sorcerer, a very winnable opponent.

"The king says it's not convenient to have a bandit at a brave party."

It caught my blood.

The Aldberg Bandits are released because of Keith's amnesty for his work.

Suppose the king gave the Germs an "order”...

(Shit! Betrayed...... Huh!

If Keith is made a deceased, there will be no amnesty either.

The King had no intention of freeing the bandits from the start.

"So I'm sorry, but you're deported... and I'm talking about sweet. In short, you got it. The bandits are ready to kill. Don't resent me."

That said, Germ waved his sword down.

".................. Huh!

With a single haired sword, Keith picked up the bag he had placed on the floor.

- But Zotto and Melarda are waiting at the door.

Skills [escape] are also useless in a Chamber blocked from exiting.

Keith didn't get lost and threw a dagger at Zotto.

Zotto plays the dagger with an axe - that's how it's calculated.

"I don't think you're going to get killed by an adult!

Zotto shook up the axe, creating a gap beside the exit.

Keith walks off trying to kick the floor and slip through it.

But what was out of the math - even though Melarda was indoors, she let the fire go.

"... be!?

I didn't think he was so insane so far.

Fire burns through the wall.

Keith avoided it on the sidelines, but that was deadly.

- Slash from behind.

"Grr!"

Keith groaned as he was slashed in the back by Gelm's sword.

"Don't be lame, Melarda."

"Oops."

Keith, who tried to regain his posture, is hit by a blow from the axe, of Zotto, who went on into the room.

I succumbed quickly and avoided a direct hit, but was nevertheless deeply shouldered.

"Don't think you can get away from me, you rat."

From his back, the blood flowing from his shoulders spreads to the floor.

Keith, however, identified the escape route to the entrance and exit with everyone entering the room.

- [Escape].

Keith lowered himself and slipped through the side of Zotto.

"Oh, my God!

I don't feel strong pain in the state of excitement, but I do feel losing strength.

Escape the inn as soon as possible, as far away as possible...

- That back, the flames of Melarda burned.

"Guaaaaaaa!!

Keith clashed against the front wall in excess of momentum, crawling out the hallway as he rolled, letting himself leap onto the stairs.

"Not good, he's going to run away!

Zotto screamed, but Germ put his sword behind it.

"Fatal injuries were inflicted to the full. And then you'll die somewhere wild."

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It was starting to rain outside.

Keith ran desperate for as long as his health lasted, but that's the limit now too.

Finally in the alley, Keith fell to the ground.

A burnt back is cooled down by the rain.

Blood flowing from the back and shoulders is shed and mixed with muddy water.

(Am I going to die here... what happens to my bandit buddies... fuck... get here...)

I regret it, I can't help but regret it.

But that feeling also spills out with the blood.

When Keith tried to let go of consciousness...

"Keith............?

It was Marie who showed up.

"Ma...... Marie......"

As Keith looked up, Marie quickly heeled just saying the explanation was later.

Illuminated by the warm green light, the burnt skin rises and blocks the cuts.

A well-trained cleric's heel healed Keith's injuries without leaving any marks.

"Yes... thank you... Marie..."

constantly breathing, Keith said.

"How could you... be here..."

"I was helping clean up the party. More than that, what the hell!?

Marie hugs Keith's back.

"I'm calling my people now......!

"You can't do that!

Keith said in a plundered voice.

"Look, Marie... you've found me... you've heeled me... never tell anyone... I hope you don't ask me what's going on..."

This is also for Marie.

"Come on back to the inn... thanks to you... a little rest and you'll be able to move..."

"That can't be true, the wound healed but the blood and strength lost is still there!

"Go back... Look, no matter what happens, talk to them... no matter what happens..."

"I get it......"

I don't know what happened, but Marie nodded honestly when she felt something nasty about Keith's serious expression.

"I'll go back. Take care of yourself."

"Thanks. You've always been my backup..."

Marie left the alley with remnants, and Keith was left alone in the rain.

"Cold......"

I bled too much.

In the rain, my body temperature keeps dropping.

"... right, you had this one"

Out of the bag, I took out the Devil King's cloak.

It doesn't seem very warm, but it seems like it could do enough to sneeze the rain.

"I can't believe it's useful in here."

When I weaved my demon king's cloak in slow motion - at the neck, the clasp fitted into the cachary on its own.

I tried to remove it unintentionally, but I wasn't even scared.

"Nah......!

The next moment, Keith lost his mind when he was attacked by a vortex-wrapping vertigo.