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Alistair is under attack...... well, you'll be fine.

"What about this one more than that?

Ask Mr. Louise.

"Right. Let's just leave some of the force needed to defend the village and attack the enemy base."

Enemy base.

In other words, ambush the forest.

"That's what I'm gonna do!

"There was nothing in the village, so my body was just blunt"

"I can't help it..."

Mr. Heath heads to the woods in a spirit.

Vegalo, an A-rank adventurer who follows Mr. Heath.

Sharia the A-rank adventurer looking at it in a frightened manner.

The other adventurers follow.

"First, what do we do?

"Just go back... hmm?

Mr. Vegalo lowers his gaze because he feels an anomaly at his feet.

But by then it was already too late.

"Hii......!

There was a serpent entangled in his leg.

It's not a serpent at the level of serpent. It was difficult to tell by the grass growing from the ground, but the snake's body continued from the woods far away.

The serpent pulls me and Mr. Vegalo falls.

"Vegalo!?

Mr. Sharia reaches out desperately.

But the snake moved fast and never got a hold of anything.

"Hey!"

Mr. Heath's calling is not responding either.

I was fainting whether I even hit him in the head when he fell.

They are drawn out of the village as they are.

"We're going after him!

"Yes."

The adventurers chase after Mr. Heath.

All of a sudden I'm desperate because my first start was delayed and the distance opened.

A Rank Adventurer is respected by many adventurers because it is considered essentially the highest rank.

Nonetheless, not everyone does.

Sometimes I can be counted on to be strong in ways I don't know, and my people can be strong, but sometimes I get jealous.

Let's go, too.

"Right."

There's no reason not to help.

but keep some distance to watch.

Snakes long enough to be stretched out of the woods.

It's not a regular snake at a stage that long.

We have to be cautious at the stage when we find out our enemies are different. Many adventurers don't imitate the same and nearly half adventurers rush over with those thoughts.

Cancer!

"Hey!

I hit a tree where I went into the woods.

Still, the snake carries it to the back to sew between the trees.

"You bastard!

Mr. Vegalo kicks while being pulled over and tries to escape the snake. Mr. Vegalo's weapon, the Great Sword, is on his back and cannot be used in a drawn state. I'm not very good at attacking, so a snake that's entangled never leaves.

As a result, it reached a point where only a small amount of damage was inflicted.

It's a big place where the trees have been plunged down.

There were enemies in the center of it.

"Hey what... what about that demon!?

A demon I don't even know about Mr. Vegalo, who climbed up to A-rank with his experience as food.

The demon, like Ortolos, draws his head close to Mr. Vegalo, who has been drawn to his side.

Slowly add your fangy mouth to each of your left and right legs.

"Ya stop...!

Mr. Vegalo reaches for the sword as he fights, anticipating what end he will follow.

But the enemy didn't wait for me.

At once, he eats up the burrs from his left and right toes.

"Bye! Yes, I'm here...!

I couldn't say the words ahead of me from there.

Demons with giants ate from their toes, and when they reached around their hips, they got into fights with their left and right heads about which to eat and pulled a thousand pieces. Mr. Vegalo, who has been cut in half at the center of his body, is eaten.

It quickly subsided in my stomach.

If you notice, only Mr. Vegalo's great sword and armor are spitting out and falling to the ground with blood painted on them.

"Ugh..."

An adventurer who sees the sight groans with his hand on his mouth.

Adventurers who have seen so many deaths, but it's hard to see someone you know getting greedy and dying.

Some of them include Sharia, who is of the same A-rank.

"Get down!"

Mr. Heath lays low screaming.

"Huh..."

Many of the adventurers who were flabbergasted to see Mr. Vegalo eaten in the front row were unable to react.

A snake wielded like a whip is slapped from the side and blown away.

"Chi."

Mr. Sharia stretches his whip and wraps it around a branch of a tree, jumping up and passing a stiff snake.

But the target is a snake, not a whip.

When he stops moving at a slight slip, he jumps like a spring and bites into his arm holding Mr. Sharia's whip.

"Ouch!"

Sharia is not equipped to restrict armor-like movements to make it easier for her to move around using a weapon called a whip.

Bitten by a biological arm takes the meat to the snake in large measure.

Dotha, and makes a loud noise and falls to the ground.

Snakes strike there again.

"I'm not in the mood."

Mr. Heath can grab the torso of a flying snake.

That's how a scream echoes in the woods when you tap your proud fist into the ground.

"This is the power of man."

Butterflies and rambling snakes.

But you can't get away with being held down.

"Oh, thanks......"

"Just cure it."

"Behind you...!

Mr. Sharia screams.

Immediately after, a demon looms from behind Mr. Heath.

I'm aware of that.

Pull the torso of the snake you were grabbing and cut it a thousand times and throw it away.

Beat the two heads of the demon who stuck it in with both hands as it was.

"... tough!

I beat him up surprised by the hardness of the demon.

The face was laughing.

"Yikes!"

Mr. Heath's right fist enters.

My left head loses consciousness only for a moment.

"You too!

Strike your full fist into the right head as well.

However, just before the fist hits, the mouth of the left head opens and the flaming brace is thrown out.

"... Huh!

Mr. Heath defends himself by crossing his arms.

His armor is equipped with the power to prevent magical attacks.

The armor stops thanks to the endurance.

"Meh!"

A thunderbolt is fired from the corner that grew from the tip of the left head that was passing out there.

Electric shock thrusting through the flames and shooting through.

"Gu..."

Mr. Heath fell down with a groan.

The arms I was crossing were burnt to pieces, and there was a hole in my chest that was at the end of my arm. Seems like he's still breathing, but if he stays like this, he's a fatal injury.

A demon approaching two people who are falling while shaking the body of a big lion.

Three A-rank adventurers were easily defeated.

Adventurers below B rank were not close to that fact. It's strong enough to make me hesitate even if it's A-ranked.

"Iris, Ira"

Two swordsmen cut in at the same time.

I'm responding with flames and electric shocks emanating from two heads.

Approaching the two fallen in the meantime.

"If you like, do you still drink this?

It's a potion.

It's also a potion with the finest effect, so if it's about the injury you two sustained, it's the least you can do, but it's possible to heal.

Although it is impossible to join the battle immediately.

"... sorry"

We've both reached out, so I'll give you the healing pills.

"I'll charge you later."

"... of course."

Recovery pills are not free either.

Adventurers must take responsibility for their actions themselves. I'll need more consideration than I didn't prepare myself.

"Now, do you want to take him down"

"I don't know if it's the line you could have told me, but he's strong."

"I guess. I thought I was sorry I didn't get my hands on you, but let me see how powerful the enemy is."

At least I have the strength to lighten up A-rank adventurers.

Noel and Melissa have already received reports of fighting Ortolos. Along the way, I was also taught that I even have troublesome traits. He also has enemies in front of him with abilities similar to that.

"He - Kimaira threatened my interests. We have to take them down."

A demon with a lion's torso, a wolf and a goat's head, and a serpent's tail.

That was lurking in the woods near the village of Dayton.