I opened my eyes to the coolness of dawn, and my body was puffy. He sleeps on the bed all the time, and then he sleeps on this hard floor. I haven't done this in a long time, but my recent comforting life has blurred my steel body.
"... Ah."
It's time to get up. As if I were a beast tentacle, I carefully took off Claudie, clapping my hands, and woke up the party members.
"Boys, get up. Let's go to work."
I opened my eyes one by one to the sound of it.
It reminds me of the old memories of a mathematical trip. I remember travelling with my friends, and I remember the army a little bit of extreme. Unless I'm a woman. The atmosphere was unique to weather time.
"Huhu, the middle atmosphere. All squadrons will be escorted to the barracks by forty-five o'clock. Abnormal delivery end."
"What nonsense, nigger?" Winia, who raised her eyes halfway. Well, I don't know. What a piece of shit.
Unlike Winia and Claudie, who yawn, Lina quickly wakes up and opens the door to see if she knows where she is. It was a good attitude.
I woke up and came out stretching. The air was cold.
Oh, my God, it's a fucking waist. Wood got his throat kicked.
It's going to rain.
- Boo-hoo!
After yawning once, I drew a sword and spread the basic herbs of the chief swordsmanship method.
Cut through the air, the stealthy movement and the upright slash follow a clear trajectory, like a stream of water. The condition seems fine. It was a body condition that was better suited for handling knives without a knife.
So they all came out with their clothes fixed.
Overall, many of them looked tired.
"Now let's go to the chief's house. I told you to stop by in the morning."
"Ugh... Cat. Carry me."
Claudie leans against me as she rubs her eyes.
If you want a hug, you have to carry it.
"I'll give you a hug now."
I immediately took Claudie and set off.
Winia, who was walking in front of me, looked at me for a moment and moved her mouth. What? It was so small that it didn't sound good. Winia snaps her head back and goes ahead.
"... shit."
"Isn't it cute?"
Claudie, who saw it, whispered a small whisper in my ear.
"What? Cute?"
"Yeah, it's fine in its own way. You like it because you keep watching?"
"Oh, my God... and now it's the limit. Come down quickly."
This sister is already old.
"Already?"
"I'm going to lose my back."
Then I arrived in front of the chief's house and knocked on the door. The Chief, who opened the door, greeted me and asked me to come inside.
It's been quite a long time since I got into this ordinary folk village, so I was preoccupied with the idea of having to take off my shoes for a while, but I didn't have to.
The inside was quite wide.
The chief sits us at a large table. It is said to explain it in more detail.
"First of all, let me tell you about the size of the Hopgoblins. We know the size of roughly 20 to 30."
"Are these specific figures?"
"I don't think so. There were only about ten Hopgoblins who came for looting, so I guessed there would be about twice as many atmospheres inside the Abandoned Mine. Other numbers were identified by vigilante reconnaissance. It's not entirely accurate. If you think about the scale of the looting, you don't think there will be more."
If so, it could be more or less than I thought. If you write it down, you might have to charge extra if it's too much. I just hope it doesn't happen.
"Well, is there any danger that lungs collapse or something like that?"
"I know it hasn't been there since the gangway collapsed a decade or so ago. I've been investigating every year ever since. Didn't you look at the map? It was last modified about a year and a half ago, so it should be reliable."
In that way, I asked about all the things I needed to know and heard the explanation. It's easy to say, just kill all the Hopgoblins who occupied the chute. When I asked if I could fire, I was told that the support could burn and collapse completely.
It's a wasteland anyway, isn't it?
"Nigger... so you don't know there's a landslide?"
"Oh, there you are."
"It's not stupid."
Winia laughed at my stupid comment.
Oh, shit.
"Shall we go now?"
Claudie asked. But there's something I need to do before that.
"It's a village, though, and you have to eat. Is there a restaurant near the chief? Now that I'm here, I want to eat properly and get started."
I didn't want to chew a dog's dry weight from the morning. Now that I am a Class D, it is time to tell the story of well-being as opposed to living in a palace. I'm going to live like a man now.
"I don't have a restaurant because we live together... I'll treat you to a meal."
"Oh, would you? Thank you. How much will it cost..."
"That's okay. Eat well and kill Hopgoblins."
What? Why are you being so nice?
It's been quite a long time since I got this favor. Do you know that the skilled people are here as a Class D client? Or do you have a wizard? I don't know, but if you do me a favor, I just thank you and accept it.
"Thank you very much, Chief. You are also the leader of a town. Oh, I don't know any of those people these days. You met a nobleman from afar."
"Hahaha, are you saying something like that? Honey! Serve the guests here!"
The food served was vegetable stew.
It tastes minty, but it was a pretty good stew compared to what I've been eating so far. Once I didn't know what the inn was, it was a hundred times better than soup. But what's the difference between Soup and Stu?
I shuddered, shouting that my elongation was delicious.
When serving food, there is nothing better than praising the taste.
"Oh... this is so delicious. Do you live with a wife who cooks so well that she will be happy every meal?"
"Haha, it's not that neat. Well, my wife's good at cooking, though!"
After such a meal, they each had a break of about thirty minutes.
I went to the well and wiped my teeth and washed my face. Everyone spent a similar amount of time.
"I'll ask you nicely!"
"Yes, you're resting. I'm going to find them all."
At the end of his break, he set out towards the wasteland.
"Well, even if I finish it by tonight, I'm going to have to sleep here one more day."
It's nice to have a strong party, but I feel a little excited because I have round-trip time and such a time. Well, it doesn't matter how much more money you make than taking out a few Class E quests.
"Oh, brother? You just had another day?"
"Yeah. No wagons at night. Then we should go tomorrow. Do you want to walk?"
"..."
But Lina is not.
Lina cost me five coupons a day, and I ate it for three days. Poor guy. Barbarian Class F. You had a good time getting fucked up. Of course, I don't intend to give you more money.
My sister is usually strong.
"Hm, I want to go back quickly. I'm uncomfortable sleeping. I can't do what I want. Seems like you're getting too used to settling down. Isn't that too comfortable?"
"Neither do I."
Claudie, who has continued her prominent life for a long time, has also poked herself into a stable life. Neither do I. I've been missing the beds.
"Winia, are you okay?"
I also asked Winia, who walks without a word.
Heal me, she said small as she looked back.
"... it's okay."
"Thank God for that."
"Because I'm with a nigger."
Winia's face was slightly red, as she said.
What the hell!
What?!
"Why?"
"Oh, no... that..."
"Then fuck off."
I bowed my head and stood next to Claudie again. Claudie smiles strangely and pokes me in the face. No, why do I have to feel this way? I didn't know.
I yelled at Lina for no reason.
"Hey, Lina, are you okay? Aren't you sweating too much?"
"No, it's okay! No problem..."
"Yeah? That's it."
In fact, I wasn't sweating at all, but somehow I wanted to talk like that. After about two hours of such fitness, I arrived in an abandoned place.
Immediately, the lowered ones explored the surroundings.
It was of the utmost importance that Hopgoblins hide themselves because they might find us first. If you find an intruder with as good a head as you can, you must go immediately to inform your colleagues.
Then it bothers me.
Slowly, and gently. I searched the surroundings carefully and climbed towards the pulmonary light.
"Cat, there."
"Uh, I'm watching."
I finally saw the entrance to the pulmonary light in front of me. Seeing the old see-through support hanging like a door frame at the entrance, it literally felt like the entrance to the pulmonary light.
There stood two Hopgoblins.
Guard?
I strengthened my eyes and looked at them. Overall, the skin was irregular and dull. Maybe a taller head than a Goblin. It's just the size of Lina.
The characteristic is that the nose is not longer than the goblin, but rather it looks like a puffy pig nose. This is just a goblin, isn't it a different monster?
To be brief, it is a small, ugly dwarf pig with dull skin. Still, it looks bigger than Goblins. I can't compare it to humans... but I don't think there's much individual combat power.
He was armed with a wooden club, and most importantly, he was wearing a furskin.
I know how to dress, I know how to arm.
I can even stand guard.
Individual combat might be a tricky opponent when gathered.
It seems true that the head is better than the Goblins.
That's about 20 of them... It must be harder than I thought.
"First, you'd better kill on sight. Cat, can you do it? I think we can take care of each other."
Claudie pulls the curve.
"Wait. Let's take a look at it for a second."
I have something to check. I would not have set up the guards just because I thought I would have to shift.
I told you to wait a while, because I think it would be better to check up on that.
"Nigger, what are you thinking so deeply? They're fucked. You can just go in there and kill them all. Orcs don't know, but they don't use bows."
"That, yes?"
"What's the reaction? You don't believe me, nigger?"
"No way... eh? Hey, but you can't use fire magic inside, can you? If it's on fire and it collapses, it's a landslide and a butterfly and we're all going after it."
Thinking about it, isn't it a little strange to use Winia's flame magic in the yard where you heard that you shouldn't start a fire? If you make a mistake, the fire may be transferred to the support inside and the chute may collapse.
Of course, that will not happen easily, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.
"Nigger... do you think I only use fire magic?"
"Wasn't it?"
"I can't fuck this up. If I'm a wizard, elemental magic is more than basic."
"Really? No, I should have seen it before..."
"I don't usually have anything to use."
After all, Winia believes in her magic skills and asks us to go in, but I don't think so. Hopgoblins are herding. Then, aren't there some bastards who went out to get something to eat?
If there are about 10 as the Chief said, it is a good choice to burn down the empty house.
But what if the Hopgoblins who went inside and went hunting returned? Then there is the possibility of a siege in the dark.
Winia, the Wicked Wizard, and Claudie, the Cruel Warrior. And even if I was the ultimate flame demon of steel and belief, I could see the blood if I went into the barracks in the yard where nothing would happen.
Hopgoblins are not ordinary monsters.
You can see them now, but they're the ones whose heads are rolling.
No matter how powerful my warrior is, he dies if he cares about his opponent.
The legendary General Goliath of Blesset must have been killed by that dwarf David. Because they were all shallow and careless.
If I know any monsters, I'll just go in, but Hopgoblins are the first ones I've seen today, so I need to be particularly careful. This was my habit. It's right to be careful what you never see.
Well, that's what Dryder did, so he hit it.
You should approach 'first time' and 'not knowing' as carefully as possible.
I swallowed my saliva and played Hopgoblin.