I Said Make My Abilities Average!

When the sun began to set, Miles went into the woods by the street and began to prepare for the camp.

No one camp in a round, unshielded place from bandits and other travellers, and it darkens fast in the woods, where no starlight reaches either. It is too late for the sun to sink completely.

At the behest of the most accustomed Lena, the face of the "Red Vow", which handily prepares the sleeping place and the incineration, as well as the dinner.

And that's where I came from...

"Hey guys, good evening!

A little fat middle-aged man with a smile on his face, who showed up with two escorts. Probably the parasitic merchant of the example.

Even though it was just the two of them against the two carriages, they hired escorts at first. Perhaps it means your own escort, not a wagon. If you lose a carriage, you can use your dirty hands to save money again quickly, but your life doesn't go that way, so naturally.

And there will be some of you, but they left you there in the camp.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Dubury and I am a merchant in Wang Du. I was getting ready for camp over there, and I saw a bonfire, and I said hello..."

After all, he was the parasitic merchant of the example.

It's white-spoken, but I can't help complaining.

"Oh, that's very polite. We're C-rank hunters," The Red Vow, "and I'm Mavis, the leader."

Lena, who usually has the most hunter experience at the party, partitions the external negotiations, but Mavis, the regular leader, is in charge. Lena also had some awareness of how easily her words were objectionable and of her appearance impressions.

But that Lena had a slightly bitter look on her face.

It's an expression of dissatisfaction with Mavis' failure to bother giving the first person we don't know what we're looking for the information that we're C-ranked, but Mavis doesn't even seem to realize it.

"I wonder, in the sign of your approachment, what about eating with me..."

The merchant said that with a smile on his face, but I'm sure he has some thoughts. I can't be a merchant when I seem to share food that should only have been prepared in the necessary quantities to those who just happen to say that the campsite was close.

Licked as a youngster with little experience and trying to use it for some good, or is it the bottom line of seeing all the young women......

Either way, Lena snuck out a signal to everyone, deciding there seemed to be nothing good to do on the invite. It's one of several hand signs I've decided to party with, 'Show me the difference in power and get rid of it'. It would be troublesome if he were licked and persistently tangled up, so everyone was convinced of Lena's decision to adopt that response.

"I saw you, and you don't have food. If you come to us and wear it, you can share a little portable food, even if it's not enough."

"No, we have plenty of food, that's fine. If you don't have enough of them, please share them with us."

That's what I said, Lena, who trumps the merchant's invitation with bassari.

"Huh? But from what I've seen nothing..."

"Miles, please serve the ingredients!

"Ha ha!

Miles removed numerous ingredients from the item box to Lena's instructions, which blocked the merchant's words.

Meat, vegetables, fruits, and more.

The meat remains raw rather than dried meat because it is chilled with magically made ice (which means it is put in the item box).

"" "Eh..." "

The merchants and the two escorts, stiffened by a pause.

"And storage magic, and..."

"So, C-rank..."

With amazing merchants and escorts on their asses, Mavis cuts ingredients quickly with a dagger, Lena cooking meat in a bonfire, not magic, and Pauline magically having hot water in the pot. It was a mile of nostalgic remembrance of outdoor internships when I saw them.

And the nanomachines secretly tear that the debut battle of Dagger, a masterpiece, was a culinary substitute for a knife...

Incidentally, Lena is cooking meat in a burning fire, not a fire magic, because she realizes that when cooked in a flash with fire magic, the outside burns and the inside becomes raw, and it tastes much better cooked in a normal fire. Lena was also a child who could learn.

"That's why don't you worry"

The merchants turned back amazingly to Lena's stopping words.

"What do you think?

To Mavis, who asks that as he cheeks up the roasted meat, Lena replied, distorting the edge of her mouth.

"It doesn't mean you're going to do something forceful. At best, if a demon or a bandit attacked me, I'd rub it over here."

"... that's unpleasant too, isn't it? Whatever it takes to find and help a merchant who happens to be in a predicament, it means being used from the start by someone willing to use an unrelated person to save money..."

For that matter, hunters who were supposed to be able to earn money don't get a job, and unrelated hunters are just forced to work. It couldn't have been funny. Pauline is also uncomfortable.

"Then let's be irrelevant!

"" "Huh?

Three surprised by miles of sudden words.

"Nothing, you're not asking me or accompanying you, are you? It just so happens to be going the same way, right? And, if anything, it's painful to abandon being attacked by demons and bandits in front of you.

Then 'you don't have to look'. It's none of our business what happens to strangers where they don't know!

That said, it was a grinning mile.

"Raid! A bunch of orcs attacked us! I don't know how many!

Late at night, the sleeping merchant, the other guard who had just taken turns taking watch and fallen asleep, and the two men jumped up to the cry of the guard who stood on the watch.

"Damn, they don't attack me that much around here! I don't have a choice, we're gonna do what we always do!

"Copy that!

It is up to the escort to deal with this kind of situation. The merchant followed the instructions as he listened to the escorts.

Maneuvers are, as usual, directing and pushing raiders to parasitic destinations.

Little girls who seem inexperienced, but they are C-ranked for once, and they have valuable storage, so they should be able to do it to some extent. And the young guy who runs out is not easily abandoned even by someone else who is sweet and a little righteous and a stranger. It's really stupid, but it's very convenient for us.

And this time, I went to speak up because it was a party full of young women.

Unfortunately, we did not go camping together, but that makes it to the extent of 'facial acquaintance' rather than 'stranger'. There's no way I'm gonna abandon you and run away.

Carriage loads are not food, and horses are connected to trees. So the orcs first attack the people who can escape. So I pull well into their camp and rub it. That would bring us into battle with or without response.

A skilled hunter would demand money later, but a little girl might not have to pay a penny if she rounded it up well. Well, that, too, if the little girls survive and ever see each other again, though.

This one goes back here bypassing the orcs and escaping with the carriage, saying something appropriate like 'turn around behind the enemy' while the little girls are desperately fighting. All you have to do is run away while only getting rid of some of the orcs that come after you.

This time, I was lucky that the parasitic opponent was a party full of women and it was the orcs that attacked me.

(But why did you come over here first, not over there with a woman on top of the smell of grilled meat? There's no way they've already raided the other side...

Even if it's C-rank, it can't be completely destroyed without making any noise at all...)

Hunters of escorts who keep running with that in mind.

And what the hunter of the escort, who took the merchant and his lord and finally reached the camp of the female hunters before being surrounded by the oak, saw was a camp site trace that was completely filled with burning fire and beautifully withdrawn.

"I got away..., so...?

Orcs obsess over women's prey.

Four young women should have lured most of the orcs.

In the meantime, I plan to return to the carriage and escape, but now...

I heard an impending oak scream in the ears of the frightened escort.

Four of the 'Red Vows' walk just starlight down the night lane.

If you just walk down the street, there's not much in the way of just starlight for the four of you.

"Mr. Lena, were goblins and oaks carnivores?

"It's an omnivore. I would have learned it in training school."

"Oh, did I learn..."

Miles, having heard something that bothered him a little, got his head on Lena's point.

"So, why did you suddenly ask me that?

"Oh, no, we baked a lot of meat there, didn't we? I think I've spread a pretty good smell, but, uh, doesn't that attract demons or something?

"What are you talking about..."

To a ragged lana, the mileage got smaller.

"You've decided to attract me."

"Huh..."

Pauline said surprised at the mileage that drew her face.

"Huh? Miles, didn't you know and did it? I'm going to start a grilled meat that I didn't plan to..."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

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"Well, it's no big deal. If the demons were close enough to smell the grilled meat, they'd notice the smell of horses, people talking, things. If it didn't smell like grilled meat, they wouldn't have noticed, but there's almost no chance. Whether you want to grill the meat or not, you will be attacked when you are attacked, and not when you are not attacked. That depends on their luck. Especially since our presence fell out of that 'luck'.

Besides, they know all about it. So, you didn't change the camp as a priority to parasitize us, so that's not what we know. We just got back on the move after the big break for the meal. That's all. "

I perceived the subtle look on Miles's face and Lena followed me.

Thanks to this, Miles was able to feel a little relieved.

"But, Mr. Lena, you know a lot. I don't think you were ranked E before you went to training school!

"............... you just don't know things too well"

In a mile of tea, Lena, who somehow suddenly became faceless, silenced when she said so in a flat voice.

(Oh, something seems to have stepped on a mine...)

That mile was obviously grumpy enough to notice.

And as it was, Lena's grump continued until about the time she decided to take a sufficient distance from the parasitic merchants to a new camp.