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Night.

When it comes to launches that adventurers do in taverns, they drink and make noise with the wierd.

What happens if you throw a marus into a place like that where you can't drink?

"Hey, I fell asleep."

minutes after launch.

Malus fell asleep well.

"I can't help it anymore..."

And when I said that, I stood up with Mars' shoulders supported.

At first - I couldn't support a man right after I quit being a "witch," but now that I've worked out with the Mars on all sorts of adventures, I can support them flat.

I guess I'm getting stronger, too.

Then I'll take you back to the inn today.

"Please."

Sylvia comes to me with her hands together.

This is not the first time Mars has ever gotten drunk. Even Alistair often gathers adventurers to make a scene.

At that time, Mars will be the first to get drunk.

Then someone needs to take them home, but the role is bound to be assumed by one of their family members. Especially since no one sees the role as bitter.

I am glad to be able to help directly this way.

"Here you go, have a drink"

"Hey, no offense"

Melissa is pouring alcohol into a glass held by an adventurer who is drunk and in a good mood.

I have had many drinks in my company. But no one had ever seen Melissa just where she was drunk. I still drink myself after pouring alcohol into their cup with a flat face.

By the time she was unusual, she was resistant to alcohol.

Of course, I'm not just making a scene.

"So, I need to ask you something..."

"Oh, ask me anything."

Benefits for helping me.

A treat from a beautiful woman.

Sometimes I drink alcohol and my adventurer's mouth gets lighter.

I'm asking Melissa to gather information. She seems used to gathering information this way, so she'll be fine if I leave it to her.

There are also Ira nearby so escorts are fine. Rather, Melissa may be stronger than Ira, who remains with escorts because of her drunkenness. And don't worry, Melissa, who's supposed to be a wizard, is stronger than the adventurers.

Walk down the road to the inn with your shoulders supported.

It's still an unfamiliar road, but the road is bright because both the liquor store and the inn are in a place facing the boulevard.

So I didn't think someone would attack me.

"Hey, you're a woman."

Ten men dressed in thin dirt.

There were five people sandwiched back and forth.

"... what can I do for you?

Walking alone on a woman's night is dangerous.

The boulevard of a city that still flourished to the point of being called the country's vice capital.

It can't be easily attacked.

"I'm sorry. I'm taking on a request to attack you."

"Request? Are you an adventurer?

"That's not true. We can't even be adventurers."

I have also become accustomed to the system of this country.

In the Kingdom of Estalia, where restrictions are imposed by the identity system, 'civilians and those below' have a tough start even when they are adventurers. And I can't even give you the option of being an adventurer in the case of 'slaves'.

Perhaps saying 'you can't even be an adventurer' is' civilians/under '.

It takes more effort under tough circumstances than it normally does to start.

They are asking for money to raise their identity. I think he was instructed to attack me there.

"I wonder who requested it?

"You don't need to know."

Everyone pulls out the knife.

Are you going to kill me? Or are you just going to stop and take him away somewhere... Either way, it's fine to decide it's hostile.

"Hey, you're a woman, so let me give you a taste."

"Am I right? Do you want a beast woman like this?

"You don't understand. Whether it's a beast or not, it doesn't change being a woman. I guess I enjoy making these women say hi!

Beast Woman - That is the greatest disdain for a beast man woman.

But I don't particularly care about insults to myself.

"Hey, lady. You hang out with me, I'll satisfy you more than the drunk guy next door."

What I cannot forgive is an insult to Mars.

At least I have never regretted being here about this man.

"I'm sorry, but I refuse. He's exposed to drunkenness and pity, but he's many times stronger than any of you. There's nothing more humiliating than being abused by the weak."

"Temeye!"

The man who was inviting me comes in with a knife.

Just an amateur with a knife in his hand, to be clear. Grab your opponent's wrist with one hand and twist where you're approaching and slap him to the ground.

"No!

I suffer from pain.

It's so ugly, it kicks his belly from the top and stuns him.

"So, who do you want to die from next?

Of course he's not really dead.

"Holy shit!

I pay the person who came in with my hand. At the same time I slap him to the ground when I grab the head of the guy who was approaching me while keeping his back down and suppressing the signs from behind.

"Huh!

As far as he's concerned, I guess he's going to have made an ambush hiding the signs, but he looks round compared to Sylvia's [blocking the signs]. There's so much awkwardness. I do mock fights so often, but I'm so good at hiding the signs that I lost sight of them even though they were relative in a place where there was nothing if I meant it.

"Hey, all of you! Defeat him and you'll get a hundred gold coins!

"Ooh!

They're all attacking me in unison.

Knock it all off with just your right hand.

On my left hand I can only use one hand because I hold Malus like luggage.

"- Nevertheless, if this is the extent of the opponent, you can afford one hand."

"Ugh..."

If you noticed, you left one and everyone was down on the ground.

The last one - stuck in a leader who was giving orders to the others.

"Hey, what the hell, you...!

"Huh."

I had no choice but to be frightened by a man who looked completely frightened.

I had no idea there was someone frightened of me, the weakest of the parties. My power is no greater than everyone else's.

"There's one thing I want to ask you. If you honestly told me, I'd let you go."

"Ho, is that true!?

"However, if you say something wrong or if you vomit a lie, I'll stab you right in the face, so be careful."

"Yes......"

"Question, then. Who told you to raid me?

"Oh, that's..."

The man's gaze is swimming.

Answering that question is tantamount to betraying the client.

If he could escape me, he would now be resented by his client.

"You don't have much of a choice when you fail the raid. If you keep silence forever, you'll be willing to disobey."

"Ma, wait...!

Close to a man.

At that moment, Mars, who was holding it in his left hand, moved and reached out and grabbed something.

"... were you there"

Activate more magic to make chains out of the soil to goose the opponent who was in the dark.

Attracting the chain to your hand reveals the figure who was in the dark.

"Ku......"

The person is a woman dressed in black costumes all over her body.

It's hard to tell because he looks like he's blending into the darkness of the night, but I can tell he's a woman because he's dressed in the perfect costume with a face and body lines.

Assassin?

He who approaches the subject unnoticed and makes it his business to kill.

A sharp object flew from where Assassin was lurking towards where I was.

Her aim is as clear as mine.

"Since when have you noticed?... Yeah, how long have you been awake?

I was gutted until just now, Mars.

I wasn't in such a condition to be able to fight.

"This is enemy territory. You can't just stay drunk."

That's what he says. He shows me the empty bottle.

Those are antidote medicines (potions).

"Nevertheless, I remind you of my drunkenness, which is vulnerable to alcohol. I was made to use a pretty high quality potion because I needed to. Thanks to you, you wasted your money."

Tie the chains even tighter to prevent them from moving.

"Hey, Illis"

"What?"

When Mars called to a place where there was nothing, Illis appeared.

"Is there somewhere nearby where I can interrogate you?

"Then there's a warehouse that's not in use now where I went a little bit. There's no one there to report you to where they hear you scream."

"All right, show him around."

When I hold Assassin, who can no longer move, I start moving.

"Noel, you work with Sylvia to get information from the people there. You probably don't have the information to get to the core, but you need to hear it just in case."

Wait a minute!

I don't know how to interrogate.

With that in mind, Sylvia appeared after rubbing through the wall.

"Yes, when...?

"Almost from the beginning"

If you'd listened, everyone but me would have been on guard.

Though Mars was with him, he was drunk. I used it because my enemies couldn't have left me in a state close to solo action, and it seemed to make me just fine, and so on.

... I mean, I was the only one who didn't realize.

"Well, I hope you have the information you need."