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I left the city of Alistair for the Wang capital for three days.

"Tomorrow we'll be in King's Landing."

I whine as I look at the brief map to Wang Du given to me by the butler.

The explanation said that it would take ten days to reach Wang Capital, so I prepared preserved food and so on, but that was the number of days I considered travelling by carriage through safe streets and staying in villages and towns along the way without camping or anything else.

However, after spending the night in the camp without lodging in the village on a solo journey and traveling all the way to the Wang capital, it was likely to be reached in four days.

That's when the eagle sounds from the sky.

Of course it's not just an eagle, it's an eagle I serve as a demon. He had been asked to look into what was going on ahead as a scourge. Because if you just run as far as you can, you can't deal with it in the event of some kind of crisis first.

Eagle, but I can see what you're saying from the ringing because you're a demon of use.

"A carriage is being attacked by a bunch of orcs up ahead?

A carriage had indeed been attacked by a group of oaks when they used labyrinth magic to fly their sights to the end of the street.

One had already fallen on top of a bloody pile, and six surviving carriage escorts had confronted a group of orcs. Three groups of opposing orcs were down, but there were still nine left.

I guess the escort is pretty hands-on, too, but I don't think he's strong enough to mask the difference in the number of spines.

It's also my hand to leave it off the street here...

"That carriage is definitely noble."

The carriage shows a family crest that doesn't know where it belongs. I have heard that nobles often travel by carriage and sometimes paint family crests on carriages to prove their identity. He should have painted a family crest on the carriage that Count Alistair now also owns. I don't remember the detailed family crest though.

"If they're noble, they can sell their favors."

Run as far as you can to where you are being attacked.

"Holy shit!

Receive an attack waved down from the top of an oak with a sword with a shield.

But you can't fully take an oak attack you're winning with your strength, and when you're flown behind you, you get buttcakes on you.

Orc sticks his sword in my chest and tries to kill him.

(Ever!

I feel the last moment and I close my eyes unexpectedly.

But that moment never comes, and from the front you can hear the water drop called Bicha Bicha.

When I opened my fearful eyes, there was an oak bleeding out of my wound, losing an arm that had a sword from around my elbow.

(What the hell?

The heavy noise of dosa echoes while I think about it.

If all of the escorts pointed that way, including me, a boy with a sword stood with one foot on the chest of a decapitated neck and a fallen oak on the ground.

It was obvious from everyone's eyes.

- That boy slashed down the oak in a flash.

"I'll add up. Focus on protecting the carriage, everyone!

Everyone goes back to sanity to that word.

Hmm. Again, I was surprised to see me knock down the orc that was tormenting us scattered, just a trained escort, but when I gave them the job, they were back to sanity within a moment.

The group of orcs instantly defeated one of the orcs. Did you see me as a threat? Half of the four bodies went toward me, and the other four went toward the carriage. The oak I slashed off my arm is coming towards me too. I can't read emotions because I'm not a labyrinth demon, but that look was clearly angry.

Nothing is more troublesome than an angry demon.

"You guys lick me too much"

They know if you're quite intelligent or if you surround one person in a group, you can handle it.

True, if I were the swordsman I looked like, it might have been hard to deal with a group by myself, but this one's a swordsman who can also use magic.

Throw a knife in the arms of four surrounding oaks and pierce them.

"What are you doing!?

A voice flies from the carriage.

I guess I raised my voice when I saw one of the guards who was worried and watched just poke a helpless knife in front of the thick muscles of the oak.

But it's from here that the knife exerts its true power.

Electric shocks flow from the knife to the four oaks, grilling the meat down. I just don't have the means to prevent electric shock from being flushed out of a knife pierced in my body. Three bodies fell, and an oak slashed off my arm by me stands on my strength alone, but when I hit the fireball on my head and exploded, I fell.

"Huh?"

I was surprised when the escorts stopped moving and circled their eyes at me for taking down four oaks. What's more, the rest of the orcs are surprised as well.

There won't be a problem if we reduce this much.

When he flies to the nearest oak and flashes his sword, he slashes his neck off.

An angry oak hits me with one weapon at the sight of slashing my neck off, but I don't feel threatened just because I'm a giant. Slowly stabbing an oak attack, he punches his heart with a sword.

Drawing out the sword, a large amount of blood flows from the oak's chest, and when it falls, it takes its breath away as it is.

"Hmm?"

Seeing a place away in a rushed footsteps called Dotadota, it was after the rest of the oak had already escaped in a fragmented direction.

He said he wasn't gonna let you get away with it.

Waving gently while activating the magic, the blade of the wind approached the two escaped oaks, slashing off the oak's neck.

"You can do this."

All the orcs that were hitting the carriage were defeated.

I purposefully defeated him in this way to show the nobility who is attacking my power.

You should have fully understood that my power is more than an oak by first drawing attention with powerful magic and knocking down an oak that is supposed to have stiff muscles by slashing its neck off.

"Were you okay?

"Yeah, thanks to you for the rush. You must be a famous adventurer to defeat multiple orcs in an instant."

Have I acted alone and judged myself an individual adventurer because of the outfit I was wearing?

It's just a mistake to be a famous adventurer. Well, I wouldn't bother denying it because it's not like I have any interest in it where I denied it.

"By the way, it's about the Orcs, can I take it away for what I defeated?

"That's a natural right. Go ahead, take it with you -"

"No way!

Please, the line was blocked along the way.

What blocked it was the man who was hiding in the carriage while he was being attacked. The man, in his thirties or so, was dressed in lavish, aristocratic clothes, but unlike Count Alistair, he was a man whose stomach was tapered.

"Um, what the hell is wrong with you?

"It's about taking Orc's body. Although it would be decided no good!

I've been mixed up with senior adventurers in the city of Alistair to get escort requests, so I know that at times like this, I have the right to claim ownership over adventurers who rush to rescue me.

That's what the nobleman in front of me said.

"Um... in this case, I should have the right to defeat the orc...?

"Hmm. Didn't your escort die alone because you didn't rush just now? Besides, these guys are demons who came after me. So it's mine."

What is this guy talking about?

Sometimes demons attack people, but it's an action in pursuit of meat from people who know it's delicious, not aimed at specific individuals. Sure, if it's a special example like a user demon or subpoena, sometimes we act against certain individuals, but that didn't happen to these guys.

Probably just aimed at a carriage that happened to be running down the street.

And, one of the escorts explains the situation to me with regret.

"I'm sorry. It's hard to say, but my Lord was in need of money right now..."

"Is it such a difficult situation that nobility needs the body of an oak?

"No, it's not a problem right away, but I've had a little trouble and I expect it to be tough in the future."

For once, I don't have to worry about noble men asking me because I talk to them in a whisper.

"That's not why I'm giving up."

I saved him with the intention of selling thanks, but I stopped.

You won't be thankful to see how this guy is doing where he handed over Oak's body. I don't intend to give up as one in the common sense.

He had eared and advised the aristocratic man that he would exhale like the guard he was talking to gave up. And when I nodded, I decided to act as advised.

"Okay. From what I've seen, there doesn't seem to be any carriages, and your people aren't even close, are they?

"Right. I was on my way to King's Capital, but since I'm an adventurer working solo, I don't have any company, and I was going to walk to it."

"In such a state, it would be hard to carry the body of an oak. Then take as much as you can carry. We'll carry the rest."

I'm kind of telling you to stick to reciprocal terms, but you mean to see how I can only carry a small amount for it and make all the rest my own, right?

Well, if you're as giant as an oak, there's no limit to how much you can carry on your own.

"Okay. I'll take as much as I can carry."

"Oh, I'll let you pick something in good condition, so just go."

Some corpses have been purposefully retained just to decapitate their necks to stay clean, so that's how dare you give them up?

Then, because of this, let's just take it as far as we can.

"Yes, I took as much as I could carry"

"What?"

There are only two bodies of oak left there.

The body was stored in a toolbox (item box) while pretending to put it in the storage ring.

"Oh, what have you done!?

"Oh, this ring I'm equipped with is a magic tool (a magic item) that can hold a variety of things in a subspace when it comes to storage rings. The condition was' as much as I can carry ', so I put it in the storage ring properly."

"Kisama......!

"There's nothing like withdrawing what the nobleman once said, is there?"

"Gu......"

I'm stuck with words at last.

I really feel sorry for you for taking all the corpses, so I have left them intact about the corpses they knocked out of the escort.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm in a hurry to King's Capital."

Running at all costs, they were quickly left behind.

"Make a fool of me for being a nobleman! Remember that!