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"Akira, good"

"The practice at the Royal Castle helped. If this was the first time, it would have been stiff and moving."

Sitting back on the right rock and sprinkling cigarettes, blonde dread elves and muscle mustache Dharma came. Remember you guys.

"Thanks to you, it was incredibly clammy."

"Already, Akira, stronger than the average person"

"Well, unlike people who live in the city, merchants who travel outside are still working out."

"You guys... you don't think I'm gonna fall for fatigue or something?

"That's all right. Because I wear fluctuations that don't feel so bad."

"I don't know for myself. You can't beat a Hug or a Yalala."

"See you there when you can defeat the eagles. To the point of being scouted by mercenaries."

"... I have no idea what your strength standards are..."

Honestly, I thought Hugs and Yalarai were the best strengths in the world, but I don't have a hand in the fav, and they're actually not so much?

No, no. It would be weird if this were normal. In fact, there was no such thing as a royal castle.

The more I think about it, the less I know.

And when it's useless to think about it, it's my fashion to give up kicking ass. Let's not think deeply.

The incomprehensible horn daughter Faff seems to be with the young people at the camper's. Maybe it's a precautionary one.

Yalarai and Hagg stab a tequila at the goblins who can't move because they break their bones or get hit hard by a steeple. Let's hope they didn't tell us "you do it".

I'll show you all the way to the camper for now.

I handed my grandmother, who was on the verge of heat shooting, water in a pet bottle (which I watched with a rather strange face, but was thanked many times) and carried the immobile by hand.

"I'll treat anyone with injuries for now. Yalarai, help me."

"Oh."

Guide people who seem to be in bad shape and only injured people to the cabin of the car. At first he was reluctant to say it was an aristocratic carriage, but when he found out he was a merchant, this time he began to lay low with no money.

"Well... I'll give you a special treat for today."

"No... but..."

The reason I had a great attitude when I did it was because usually no merchant would apply a man without money, even if his life was at stake. I thought you'd be convinced if you behaved great, but that's not good.

"... I hate the elves and dwarves there goblins, I'm in a good mood to defeat the beasts. Think of it as their whim."

The wounded nodded at each other as they looked at each other.

"Okay. Please, I'm going to thank you as much as I can when I get back to the village."

"That promise is enough.... Yalarai, are you done disinfecting?

"As I was told"

"Hey, hey, if you don't want to answer, you can ignore me, but what the hell is this carriage? There's plenty of water coming out of that silver cylinder, and I've never had a comfortable chair like this."

"Itchel, this is a special chair on the couch."

"Elder, have you finally breathed back"

"Who's dead? I was just tired and didn't have a voice. I'd like to thank you more than that for your trip."

The oldest man, supposedly the oldest, who had consumed chicks, water and salt with rough breath until earlier, finally spoke up.

He had dry hands of the wilderness living in the wilderness.

"It's just a accomplishment. Thanks to you, I learned a lot."

When I grudgingly glanced at the half-naked elf, I naturally lost my sight.

"By the way, you're the elder. Why don't you let me know what's going on?

"Hmm. It's not even the most unusual story. There is a town called Hanshon a day by carriage from the villages and a day and a half by foot. There must have been about 100 or 200 inhabitants. But there are no decent city walls, so it's not recognized as a city or a country."

Hmm. I've come to understand the situation around here on the boulder. On the contrary, if we build a fine castle wall, we can name our country, right?

I don't know.

"So?"

"Mm-hmm. I hear a goblin has settled close to the town of Hanshon."

"That would be a good story, wouldn't it? A town the size of which will have around ten guards, and a hand in hiring flowing people like mercenaries and eagles."

"That's right. That's what they did in the beginning. But the man who came to the exorcism was half destroyed. He seems terrible when he came back."

"Hmm... were there only weak guys?

Hagg turned his chin mustache strangely.

Sure, goblins look a lot scarier, but I don't think they're the kind of opponents you'd lose if they weren't even in the first line like me. At least all the more so if you have weapons and training or experience in action.

Why am I being made to do this with my bare hands?

"No, that's what the two Lizard warriors happened to want to get through, Shell... Mora... what was that?"

"Hmm? Maybe not Shrulla and Leemo?

"Yes! That's the name!

"That's... I don't know..."

"Mm-hmm. Survival stories say you're probably making a colony..."

Hugs and Yalarai let off their killing temper at the same time.

The villagers said, "Hih!" and slip his hips out.

"... sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you. I won't do anything to you."

"Agreed. Me too, apologize"

The villagers, who were on the verge of panic when they both apologized at the same time, manage to regain their calm.

I have a few more things to worry about than that.

"Hugs. First of all, you know what a Lizard warrior is?

"Mm-hmm. A couple of times at the Chamber of Commerce's request-related tavern. It's a good couple for Lizard."

"Couple?"

"Mm-hmm. It's unusual to be a female warrior in Lizard, but what's more unusual is that a man is laid on a woman's ass in Lizard's arms. They are also traveling and walking towards requests from the Chamber of Commerce for extermination, etc. Sometimes we face each other in big towns because of that."

"I see. So the couple (meow) warriors are strong?

"Hmm... they're still stronger when it comes to bare hands."

"What, it's no big deal"

"Idiot, you can't be a soldier like that."

... Is that it?

And then I'm just as strong as the average soldier?

No. I don't know what else to do...

"Well, is it good to recognize that you're a lot stronger than a goblin?

"That's good. It's not like they're losing to a normal group. And if there were other soldiers, even more so."

"Uh. Like what, Lizard, you've never been set up by a guy who's prejudiced, have you?

"It's possible, but prejudice against Lizard is thin around here. You'll be fine first. I've heard that Lizard, who lives in the wetlands, is terribly strong, but he hates it for it."

"The wetlands, the marshes, the mud rivers, I'll do the trick."

I see, is it a species whose peculiar topography is clear?

"Another colony is..."

I can imagine but I can't possibly not ask.

Power cages in Hagg's gaze to answer.

"Hmm... I told you before! That's what I call the villages where they come together... but more importantly, if they get paid and explode more!... Muraosa, you're pretty sure about that?

"Ooh... ooh... Just arrived in a passenger carriage carrying a messenger from Hanshon, and I heard the details. So we talked to all the inhabitants of the village about abandoning the village and running... and that's when they revealed themselves from the corner of the village."

Later, he met us where he was running away with a man who was staying in the village and a young man as a guide while he was stalling him with a slow leg.

Luckily, they didn't show up dead. They thanked me for the scatter, but I was just handling it in the second half.

The old man with the beard in the example was the most seriously injured.

Everything. He used to be a wanderer going around at the request of the Chamber of Commerce. Does that mean it's the same as Yalarai?

The more you ask, the more you look like the "adventurer" in the game. Well, I don't care.

Well, the worst part of my old man's injury was that I had to sew it already, but there was the most stuffiness.

"Old man. This wound can only be sewn, but there are tools and medicines. But what about the doctor?"

"Oh. There's no doctor in the village either"

"As a result of the consultation, I was supposed to be sewn up, but you didn't complain?

"No. Would you rather use precious drugs? I don't mind if I die."

"No, no, no! I treated you not to be! I just have a lot of problems."

"... what, tell me. The money... I know it's not enough, but I'll just give you what I have. I don't think you can trust me if I tell you it's hidden in the house--"

That's not what I'm talking about.

Once he kicked me and my old man out of the cabin and out of Yalarai and thoroughly cleaned the room with cleaning air conditioners. Of course the sand has spit out outside. It should also have a simple filter on the air conditioning, so it's fully operational now.

Wash well and arrange pin sets and suture needles on dishes disinfected with alcoholic cotton.

"Because I'm not a pro, the stitched wounds stick diagonally, and I might get cramped or sore until I die. It could get worse by being purulent. Stab him in the heck, he could hurt to death. The blood vessels... I think it's ok because I know some of them, but if I stab them in the arteries, it will be difficult. Still good for me to treat you?

The bearded man nodded once after taking a breath.

"That's your product, isn't it? Let them use such precious things. There's nothing to complain about. Please, do what you want."

When I saw the protruding arm, there was already blood all over it.

I just have to hope my arteries aren't cut.

"All right. Yalarai wipe your blood with cotton there all the time. I'll sew it up."

"Okay."

Me and Yalarai wore disposable rubber gloves for treatment.

Fortunately, the surgery went well.

I don't like it, so I may have a lot of problems later, but I don't want you to go to the doctor.

I bought a suture needle with thread (10 sets) = 6300 yen. I bought this because I needed this much. And cephem-based antibiotics (10 tablets x 5 sheets) = 11,200 yen. The rest was enough for the rest of the first aid kit.

The balance is 252,439 yen.