Approximately an hour after breakfast. As I was hiking with the sound killed, an adventurer yelled at me to see if I had found anything on the other side.
- Crumb, crumb!
Then an unnatural sound sounded. Apparently, it was the sound of running away. I checked, but the back of the fugitive I saw was closer to a person than a monster.
Bandits!
"Bitch!"
I can't forgive you for showing me your back.
As soon as I found my master on the subject of shattering human armor like that, it was amazing that I was still rational.
Well done if you're a bandit.
It's an interrogation.
"We have to catch him!"
- Thousand horsepower.
To answer to the merchant who cried out for tears, I immediately cast the ultimate weapon and chased after him.
- Quang!
The fluctuating mana and extreme hardened muscles of the legs shoot at the body as they trample on the vibrations like lightning. I can feel the power of Suncambria in the liver.
This is Runners High...!
"On the other side! On the other side!"
"Chase!"
It looks like there's a fugitive on the other side, but I can't care less about that. I chase after the guy who splashes in front of me and sprints the ridge.
Maybe there is something like a trap. Run with the knife pointed while caring about the ground and the tree. It was not a particularly lush forest, nor did the ground seem to have a trap.
"Hey, hey! Stop, or the bandits will stop! Because we're adventurers!"
He was right.
I noticed it and cried out politely, but I'm ignoring it and running away. Even though he is not a bandit, it is right to run away if someone comes after him with a knife.
- Huddadak!!
With a little speed up, the distance from him narrowed in an instant. It's a natural story. There's no way a normal person can get out of the Death Marathon with me.
"The delusional grandfather is coming!!!!!!!!!"
"Argh!!!! What are you!!!"
"Kimkatt Dropkieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
- Boo-hoo!
My body shoots with a familiar sense of flourishment. I would be unfair if I wasn't a bandit, but once I was forced to overpower him, I kicked him while seeking understanding.
- Bummer!
"Krog!"
- Quang!
When the drop kick is plugged in, he throws up a scream and flies forward and rolls over the swarm and hits the tree. After a steady landing, I immediately rushed to him and communicated with him with a blade in my branch.
"You bastard! It's not a bandit! Answer me!"
Looking at the clump of the man holding the head, it seems like a typical bandit cub who looks dirty and evil from head to toe.
"You son of a bitch, what are you doing! Krog...!"
"Fuck! Don't bullshit me! Answer me! Are you a bandit?"
"I mean, what a bandit I am, you crazy bastard!!! Get out of my way!"
When I see a knife in my neck, I'm not afraid to use it. I'm just a bad head. Usually bad guys with bad heads do banditry.
You son of a... This is fucking suspicious.
Suspicions are amplifying.
"I'm not a bandit, but why run away!! This bastard is suspicious!"
"Well, if you come after him, you'll have to run! I'm coming with a knife! Put the knife away, you asshole! I'm an adventurer!"
"This son of a bitch doesn't make any sense."
Even though I blew the kick first, I was angry because I didn't cooperate with the knife. I twist my arm as I immediately raise him up.
"Turn it off, turn it off! Don't do this! Apod! It hurts!"
"Be quiet. Calm down. I can really knock it off."
Giving him a little more strength, he starts to be polite.
"Hiiq! Don't do this!"
You're cooperating now.
I carried him with my arms broken.
"Fine. I'll find out about it, or I'll release the bandits. Hold on, you son of a bitch. This is what happens when you live. Please cooperate."
"No...! I'm not a bandit!"
"That son of a bitch. We need to investigate."
By then, the adventurers who came after me had welcomed me.
"Oh, you got him. I thought you were a wolf somehow."
"I'm a little fast. You've been living in a rough land."
Certainly my speed was too high. It's time to beat them all.
As if I were a duck who saw my mother's foie gras being pulled out, I frightened the squawk and carried it in front of the merchant, and from there I caught the other adventurers who had fled to the other side.
"Hey, let go of this! I'm an adventurer!"
The dozens of adventurers surrounding the captured ones had already drawn their swords.
Seeing that he was trying to show off his culinary skills right now, he seemed to be in some kind of dark competition. You crazy cook-killer, non-dragon bastards.
"Why are you doing this to us! Release me!"
Of course, they may not be bandits, as they say.
However, this is the point where the bandits emerged. It is inevitable that those who wander around there are suspicious pups.
It's a natural story for adventurers to be exaggerated.
"Can't you just kill these bastards?"
"Let's extract the information and kill him."
"That's a good idea."
I approached them with a word about how the adventurers were going to torture me. Merchants are also looking down with a stern expression on their arms to see if they think the same thing.
"Please wait a moment."
Elise stopped it.
"It's true that these guys are suspicious, but that doesn't mean they're bandits, so it's not right to use violence indiscriminately."
That's right.
I'm thinking I should interrogate them before I torture them. One of the adventurers, who heard it, questioned me.
"You're the nun in the back. The nun is right, of course, but is there another way? These guys must be some kind of bandit."
Elise opens her mouth to answer him, and the constrained one seizes again.
"I'm not a bandit! Let go of this! I'm an adventurer! Don't do this!"
Why do you keep urging your name?
If you do not cooperate in this situation, you will only be beaten to death.
"Shut up! This son of a bitch is definitely a bandit!"
"Let's kill him!"
The adventurers who saw that stupid look tried to run away, scolding how annoyed they were. Elise stopped it.
"Calm down. Once you have a simple question, it's not too late. Merchant, have you seen this man's face in the last raid?"
"... nothing."
"Well, I'm not sure these guys are bandits, so I'll take a moment to interrogate them. Would that be okay?"
"... so be it. That's what the nun said, so I'll give you a moment."
When the merchant's permission is given, the adventurers retreat to see if they can't.
They surrounded Elise and the two confined behavioral winners and watched the interrogation with vigilance around them.
"The bandits are jumping nearby, and I have no choice but to deal with you harshly, with suspicious behavior. Let me apologize for that. If you're not a bandit, of course, I'll let you go."
"..."
The two bearers of Elise's polite attitude closed their mouths.
"It's a simple question. Who are you?"
"... adventurer."
"I see. Do you have a hand?"
"Lost the hand."
"What kind of adventurer are you?"
"F class, F class adventurer."
"What brings you here?"
"To work... Oh, not a fucking bandit... nun. Don't do this. I'm not a bandit."
The interrogation led to that.
They seemed reluctant to answer if there was anything stabbed.
I couldn't tell the truth because I didn't use violence either. I think Elise might have an idea... but the adventurers are getting frustrated.
"Nigga. Isn't it just a bandit?"
Winia also said how frustrating it was.
"Yes, but not for sure."
Elysée has a principle like mine, so she doesn't just commit murder with aggravation.
Hm...
Let me just do it.
"Elise. Step aside for a moment. I'll do it, so it won't end."
"Very well. If you're a saint, don't worry."
I shifted with Elise and stood before them. And I put a knife on the floor that I haven't put yet and said in a threatening tone.
"Hey, guys. What are the names of our friends?"
"..."
It's absurd.
"Oh, fuck. I'm doing this because of the bandits, but I don't cooperate. If you're not gonna tell me, I'm gonna have to torture you, you bastards. First of all, I'm thinking of cutting hairs... Elise. Take off your kids' shoes. Getting your feet kicked is bad for your health."
"Car, it's Carter! I'm Carter!"
"I am Dori!"
"Good."
There is no such thing as easy to move people's minds.
They answered immediately.
"Then Carter and Dorrit. Let me ask you a question. You two know each other?"
I asked, and they grabbed each other's face and ripped their hair off immediately.
"Argh!"
"Don't notice."
I cut off his beard with a drawn knife. It was an act of intimidation, and two frightened people answered at the same time.
"Mo, I don't know! I don't know!"
"I don't know!"
I don't know... what were you two doing on the mountain?
Did you two meet in a random chat?
Or did you hide the player's information?
"Unknowingly? I don't know. Why were you two here together?"
"Well, that's..."
"What a coincidence! I didn't know he was here. It's just that you guys chased me away! I swear by my father's name!"
I don't have enough conscience to sell my father, so I think the bandits are clear.
"Yeah, let's call it a coincidence. But you two are Class F adventurers, right? If you two don't know each other, it means you've come all the way here alone. Why are you here alone?"
It's dangerous.
"I'm here to get Goblins!"
"I'm here to catch Kobolt... I'm not a real bandit! Let me go, please!"
"If you answer well, I'll let you go in a little while, you son of a bitch. So, you're out hunting? Did you get a quest?"
In my question, they replied that the quest was not solely received, and that they could not get a party, so they went hunting alone.
What a coincidence.
Despite the rumor that bandits are fluttering with F-class adventurer topics, they came alone where it took them a day to walk and hunt Kobolt and Goblins.
And even though we didn't know each other by chance, we were in the middle of nowhere. Even the two of them were so close that they didn't even know each other's existence.
However, the objectives are similar, and surprisingly, they are both equally burdenless.
If you want to walk for more than a day and then walk back for another day, you need a backpack.
Is there a Node somewhere?
"What a coincidence. Black-haired brother. I think it's gross. These bastards are bandits. It would be quicker to just break your limbs and ask."
After clearing it up, the younger Mutuga stepped up and said,
Of course I'm thinking the same thing.
"Really! What a coincidence!"
"Seriously! We're not bandits!"
"We don't know each other. Why do you call us? Did you become acquainted with him?"
When I point it out, silence sits.
Ahhh, fuck.
That's right. There's no way an innocent person is wandering around this place. Most importantly, there was a raid once. It is no coincidence that I found them.
These guys are just scouts of bandits.
I opened my palms to the merchant who was about to give a murderous order and clapped my hands once and ventilated my surroundings.
And I say.
"Well, here's a liar who speaks only lies and a truthful man who speaks only the truth."
"Nigga? What the hell is all of a sudden?"
"Listen."
It is a logical problem called angels and demons.
Approximately what? An angel and a demon appear in front of the gates of heaven and hell, and the angel speaks the truth and the demon speaks the lie.
It is a question of asking these two to find the gates of heaven.
Heaven if you get the right answer. Hell if you're wrong. Well, like this.
"Anyway, there's a logical problem with one telling the truth and the other telling lies. I'll use it to solve the problem from now on."
Using this would make it easier to solve this bandit problem. I grabbed the form and said it, so everyone was interested and listened to me.
"Well, let's think about it here. We need to interrogate them and find out the truth. Now that we have a proposition, let's pick it up one by one."
From now on, Gimcott's brain is fully operational.
"So to solve that problem..."
By the way.
"Oh, chew."
I can't think of a way.
"I took care of this."
Fuck, I forgot.
"I forgot, motherfucker."
Winia became rotten because she kept her eyes together and said that, and Elise looked strange. And the adventurers erased their interest and took out their daggers and knives.
Oh, fuck!
How dare you give me such a dog!
"Oh, fuck! Hey! Tell me the truth! Asurafahemia!"
- Quang!
I impulsively plunged the Asura blood sphere into the face of the angry bandit.
"Kahhhh!!!"
"Argh!!!"
Immediately, a scream burst with blood.
"Khhhhhh!!! I'll tell you! I'll tell you! Don't hit me!"
You're a bandit, you son of a bitch.
It was not a demon of love, but a mere demon and a demon.
This is why I can't solve the problem, motherfucker.