Helping with Adventurer Party Management

The adventurers are feeling a little better, too.

And then, hopefully, there will be a little less injuries...

Well, I remember the signs for the traffic accident death campaign, which was co-located in the original world, for example.

Twenty-three people died in traffic accidents in the city this year, or something big.

Why don't you put something like that down?

Yes, I spoke to Sarah lightly and she said, "Absolutely not!" and was rejected.

When I asked Sarah what she meant, she looked at me with a little sad eyes.

"Kenji doesn't really know what it's like to be an adventurer anymore.

That's what you said, but you told me.

"You know, Kenji. I know that an adventurer dies in the middle of an adventure one day, except for a real rush. Today the Goblin sword happened to avoid me, the magic happened to make it, and the arrow hit the shield I erected. That kind of accidental and helpful experience is for everyone. Kenji did, didn't he? You fought Hobgoblin one-on-one, and you were dying, weren't you?

I may have happened to be saved today. But, you know, one day, it doesn't happen and I die. Even if he dies that way, he won't even have him buried in his grave. 'Cause there's nothing a monster can do to carry a body from a dead place like the back of a lot of caves to a city with a church. Besides, we rootless adventurers aren't on the birth roster, so they take a hell of a lot of money to get us buried in church.

Because I had no choice but to let God and my family nurse me, and the adventurer dies alone in the fields and behind the dark caves, and the body is left alone on the spot. Yes, I'm ready. You have no choice, do you? Ever since I left the countryside for my brother and sister, I've known. Still, like hunger and taxes, it's better than someone you can't fight with a sword or a bow.

Fight, fight, fight, don't let anyone see you die. That's how adventurers live.

So we're all acting bright and healthy. I'm going on an adventure to tell you that the order of death today is not me. And yet, how many people died, or if it was a number, what would you think?

Don't you find it pathetic that you're going to die to be a number?

Sarah's words were not even spoken louder, but they sounded dark and heavy on my chest.

Damn it, I don't know anything.

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After that, Sarah and I didn't feel like talking any more, and when I went to the office of the Swordtooth Soldier to show my face alone, I happened to have Jilboa so I asked him, "Were you not afraid of death when you became an adventurer?"

"I've never even thought about it" was Jilboa's answer.

"It's the same when dealing with monsters and when fighting in the military. Look at them. Look around. View buddy. Step in with one breath and slash the opponent's steeple. Fight together without abandoning your people. Just repeat that. Nothing hard, and there's no reason to be afraid of death."

No, this guy. Not helpful. A little more, isn't there a normal human?

Yeah, I looked around, but in the first place, people in a first-rate clan like the Swordtooth Corps are the top % adventurers special people.

By dating these guys, I may have forgotten what it's like to be a very normal human being. I need to remember what it felt like to be a rush out. Still, about the times when I was an adventurer.

When I thought about it, speaking of which, I haven't remembered for a long time how the guys at the party who fired me were doing.

Sarah's was a little adventurous, too, right after I pulled out, but she hasn't been asked to do anything lately.

Shortly after I was fired, I didn't like to get angry and see their faces, but now I can afford to feel a little bit.

When I got back to the workshop, I thought I'd flip through the report and do a little research, but I was curious that I don't remember seeing it in the guild lately.