From The Strongest Job of Dragon Knight, To The Beginner Job Carrier, Somehow, The Heroes are Depending on Me

In the morning, the tavern's outdoor counter on the corner of the dust city of Eniado had three figures.

"Both of you, you know? There's been an increase in demon and warcraft activity lately."

One of them, a man with a small harp, was talking to a young man carrying a cane next door and a middle-aged man wearing an apron cooking across the counter.

"Uh, I, too, heard some rumors like that coming up recently. In the meantime, I heard a subtle increase in sand slime around here. Be careful with the master."

"Yes, yes. It's a long way from the center of the city, and even if there's a Warcraft raid, it's too late to help."

"Ouch. But, well, even if some warcraft comes, I'll clean it up."

Hidden in the apron, I could see his hips equipped with a single sword.

Seeing how he strokes that sword, the man with the harp nods.

"The boulder is a swordsman with war experience is the master's shop. I can count on you.... always, rely on me, give me the booze too, master. I need to moisten my throat before I sing."

"Oh, this way, too, please. Because the weather has been too bad lately and I don't feel good. Because I want to be drunk and keep it just in my heart."

"Aye.... Oh, but I don't have any liquor in stock and I'm ordering it, so drop the pace. If Omei and the others drink regularly, the other guests will have nothing to behave with."

The two people who were told the word was regular laugh bitterly.

"Rikai.... Well, you know what a flying haulier is to keep talking about rumors? Apparently, he's in this city."

"What the hell? Is that some kind of troupe name? 」

The shopkeeper tilted his neck, but the wand youth next to him nodded back at the man in the harp.

"Oh, I've heard of it. You're talking about a haulier flying around with a transport bag, with a tremendous anecdote, right? Indeed, its name is' Flying Carrier Accelerator '. It was spoken of in guilds and nearby lodging towns."

Apparently, some people were listening to the same story as themselves, and Harp's man nods back to the line of the wand youth.

"Right. They're overwhelming bandits and warcraft. He even talks about getting rid of a bunch of Greyward Wolves, the big warcraft, or knocking them out if anything. That's what they're here for."

It's too much talk to remember. That's what Harp's man was talking about, though.

"Is that it? Was that the story? I heard you run faster than the sound. And you talked about people like the wind pushing freely to fly through the city..."

Those words came from a young man with a cane.

"Hmm? Something's wrong with the information. Are you wrong?"

"But what I heard was definitely about the Flying Carrier. I've never heard of two flying carriers. It's all done by the same person... Is that possible? 」

"No, just... I don't think so. For once, you were a trustworthy source...

"Likewise"

And so on, when two of the counters are, um, tilting their necks,

"No, no, Mr. Omei and others. I'm sorry it's so exciting, but wait."

Such a voice hung from the store owner.

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When I heard what the customers were talking about in front of me, the store owner was speaking out with a bitter smile.

"I was just asking from the sidelines, isn't it strange"

"Hmm? What's wrong, Master? 」

"'Cause" Carrier "... what is it? The profession of the person you're talking about."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure it's not another senior position because I have a transport bag."

"Yeah, because there was no difference in any rumor I put there."

"- Then I take it for granted. You can't fly with the ability of a haulier, can you? 」

"Well, sure"

A haulier is a very low status. Although the skill of transport bags is convenient, it is like being there to cover its low. You can't fly in the sky at all.

"Regardless of the speed, if you're a senior transport official, you're a haulier...? Sooner than the sound, or tougher."

Not to mention the battle, the shopkeeper said, looking at his sword.

"... it would be difficult for carriers to win against bandits and warcraft there. Besides, what do you mean, a bunch of Greyward Wolves? I've done it a couple of times, but I was strong enough to do it with Tyman and beat him the hell out of him. 」

I've met Greyward Wolf myself. If you are one or two, you may be able to fight even if you have some low stats with your magic gear, but you can't have a group. That's how strong they are.

A man with a harp in the words of such a shopkeeper also nods back, oh.

"Right. Those magical werewolves are strong enough not to be able to do it without a party. So the story about the fight is the tail part? 」

"Even so, instead of taking quite a bit of money, I'm pretty sure you heard it from a credible source, right? 」

"That goes for me, too. I don't think the intellectuals are going to lie at the same time..."

Uhm, and the three of them were twisting their necks.

That's when.

"Do you have a minute? Mr. Swordsman at the counter there."

The shopkeeper heard voices from beyond the guests.

"Well, a swordsman means me."

I looked up and tried to return the words, wondering if it was probably a voice directed at me.

"Is that it?"

Unexpectedly, I was surprised. Because a man with a transport bag on his hip, standing ahead of him with his face raised, was shouldering a huge barrel a few meters in diameter. And with that huge barrel in his flat face, he asked, laughing at this one.

"This place is fine with a tavern named 'Oasis of the Sand', right? The owner says he's a swordsman."

It was a voice that was casual, easygoing, and didn't even make my voice feel one of the impossibilities.

"Oh, yeah, right. I'm the owner, the store."

"Oh well. Then take this, it's a delivery from a commercial guild."

That said, in a soft motion he unloaded the barrel.

A gentle, but polite gesture.

At that moment, the sound of liquid swinging from inside sounded slightly. And to see the tags strewn on the barrel,

"Ko, this is... isn't the barrel you just ordered from a commercial guild..."

"That's why I carried it. The commercial guild asked me to give it to the store owner. Characteristic liquor in a barrel of magic, okay? I'm afraid of perversion, so I don't want you in the transport bag."

"Oh, oh, there's no mistake. … the quality hasn't changed."

The store owner checks the contents from a transparent plate attached to the top of the barrel.

If there is an abnormality in quality, the colour of this board will immediately blacken. But the barrel plate in front of me clearly remained transparent. As usual, it's the liquor we serve at the store. That's for sure. However,

"You mean you're a transporter with a transport bag on your hips? 」

"Hmm? Yeah, but as I said earlier, I didn't use it because it was a condition, okay? 」

"Oh, no, I wish I could see that, but how do you get such heavy stuff..."

This large barrel is filled with plenty of liquid.

Naturally it weighed quite a bit, and the haulier in front of him was on his shoulder, even though it was something that a large man with quite a profession would carry for a few.

From time to time, I ask for help, but I know the weight, and the two regular customers in front of me seem to know, and I'm obviously opening my eyes. Obviously weird, that's what I heard.

"Hmm? Well, the weight was there, but the guy from the commercial guild asked me for tips on how to hold it. The barrel in this city has a handle down there, so grabbing it there is easy. That's why I carried it well."

"Also, how to hold it. It doesn't weigh the same...? 」

"Yeah, yeah. I mean, when we helped too, no matter how I held it, I nearly broke my body and... I can't believe the haulier can hold it..."

The two regular people were even more stunned. That's right. He's a haulier in front of you.

Too far from our own assumptions.

And so on and the store owner thinks,

"Well, I'm glad we didn't have any quality issues. Then sign this requisition."

That being said, he has handed in a request issued in a commercial guild. There is an array of requests that I have just communicated in [stereotype], which should be signed as soon as they are completed. So the shopkeeper writes, but spills the question that came to his mind.

"Oh, that. I told you to hurry up and ask for it, but it hasn't been long enough for me to give you my order!? It takes more than fifteen minutes to get from here to the commercial guild, and even with that heavy stuff... what speed are you doing, you..."

"Hmm? You're not here very soon. I'm not used to this city yet. I just came in a straight line (...)"

"Straight line, to...? 」

"That's right.... all the time, thanks for signing, store owner"

"Huh? Oh, this is the one, you delivered it fast, thank you, haulier"

The shopkeeper who said so much remembered what he had just heard.

"... Oh, that. I don't know, are you the 'flying hauler' accelerator...? 」

"Hmm? Yeah, for once, it sounds like his name is Axel, and he's also called 'Flying Carrier'. - Well, I delivered the package, and it's time for me to go back."

That's how I missed the requisition, Carrier Axel.

「――」

With one breath, he disappeared from sight with the wind.

"... Huh? 」

I can't see him anymore. I just heard his voice coming from up there,

"Bye, shopkeeper."

Look, the haulier accelerator, he was in the air.

As it was, he landed on the roof of a nearby building, flew higher, and flew towards a commercial guild on the other side. When I saw him, he pounded, and the shopkeeper spilled words.

"Hey, both of you."

"What is it, Master?"

"Earlier." Isn't that strange? The one who said. "I'll correct that dialogue..."

When I heard the words, both regular customers nodded.

"Yeah, I thought you should correct what I said about the rumor with the tail on it."

"Right. Somehow, an amazing haulier came to this city..."