I Said Make My Abilities Average!

The next morning, the face of the merchants gathered for breakfast peeled off their eyes.

"Hey, what kind of imitation is that..."

Severe upset, Brett, leader of The Flaming Wolf. The others are similar.

However, only Bert, the client and leader of 'Dragon Breath', has kept some calm, so they knew these two.

So, what did they see...

Miles and Lena in Eckland School uniform.

Likewise, wearing Eckland School athletic clothes, Pauline.

The example was Lena's proposal for bandit fishing.

When Miles was in school, he was in uniform all the time except when he slept, so the damage was fast, and while he was replaced many times, he ran out of return uniforms that fit his size just right, so the last one was paid a little bigger. For this reason, there was something just right for Lena. There was no way the originator could refuse, and the reluctant Lena was forced to wear it.

But Mavis was aware. I pretended not to like it, but that Lena actually seemed pretty happy.

And it was Pauline who was unhappy.

Exercise clothes that Miles wore when he was not in uniform while in school, that is, when he slept.

Exercise wear stretches. So, even if it doesn't fit the size a little, I can wear it if I can't.

And Pauline, who was made to wear it..., stuck to it. There, there, there, there...

"Heh, heh..."

And the only Mavis who could escape the miles of school clothing series thought from the bottom of his heart.

Good. My body was big and really good, he said.

Lena with a little red cheek and Pauline with a bright red face. And Mavis, who sees it with a seemingly pathetic face, and miles of normal driving.

After the meal and withdrawal work, each member of the "Red Oath" sat next to the first to fourth audience seats to set off.

"Best wishes"

The old man, the owner of the leading carriage, who said so to Miles and was smiled at, responded with a laugh.

"Whoa, nice to meet you. Thanks for the meat yesterday!

That's how Miles heard why this old man, who is quite old, was doing his thing while he was teaching and public speaking about how to operate a carriage in his spare time.

"Nah, I've been retired for a while, but I heard the carriage owners to Amros won't get together. If it's a dangerous journey, it would be nice for an old man who doesn't have to die.

Did the rest of them think the same way, four of the six retired old men?

Plus, a couple of daughters keep their business in Amros. It would be tough if they attacked me when I went out of town with a purchase or something.

I thought I was just waiting for you to pick me up anymore, and I didn't know you had such a worthy place to die at the end of the day... The goddess will do a good trick. Ha-ha-ha!

"Ha ha..."

In a raw reply, Miles thought.

(I'm sorry, because I'm not letting you die here yet. Please look elsewhere for the place of death at a later date...)

Mavis, Pauline, and Miles were willing to take this request for several reasons. Of course there's something about Lena, but that's not all I changed my mind about.

Firstly, the reason why the requested compensation was cheap for the degree of danger.

This was not because the merchants were bad, but because the overall budget was tight because they also loaded a lot of goods with little interest margins to carry what was most needed to Amros, where the merchants were on the verge of interruption. No matter how much you put up your body for a good deal, you're not going to do business with what you know to be a merchant, a deficit from the start.

Then, the reason for the low reward amount for the degree of danger is satisfactory. That's why it's a different matter, though.

Next, it is a question of whether taking on an escort for the purpose of killing a bandit.

It is an out-of-purpose action to receive or deliberately induce a mere escort for the purpose of 'killing a bandit', but if the request means' it is intended and a 50% increase is at its cost ', this request is considered to be a' combined escort, crusade request ', and the act of inducement is also at the request of the client and is fine with the consent of the other peers.

And what do you think about the high probability that an interpersonal match will take place?

Of course, it was never decided to be attacked. Maybe right after you already attacked the other merchants, and the bandits won't be working every day. Nor is it possible that he has already moved to another country. However, they are slightly more likely to be attacked than normal escort requests. It depended on total luck. On that point, the three of them had something to think about and did not discuss in depth.

As for "Operation Cute Outfit," Mavis, who is avant-garde and takes time to wear gear such as sword bands and protective equipment, is sometimes excluded because he can't wear miles of clothes. The other groups of magicians did not take that long to put on their protective gear, so everyone joined them. Especially by Miles' powerful assertion that you're the only one who ever gets embarrassed.

I had no right to disagree with Lena at the top of the note, and Pauline, who the other two tried to take me on the road to the best of her ability, could not escape. And it was the catastrophe that only athletic clothes could be worn by Pauline, who was taken on the road.

Mavis was just pretending to be someone else, just saying bad things and jumping on himself was hard.

And the three of them, Lena, Pauline, and Miles, wore something for hunters from the beginning only boots that would take a little effort to replace, and the other clothes were supposed to wear mile college stuff.

I haven't worn it since the first day, because sometimes bandits still don't leave near Wang Capital, but of course the primary reason was because it's hard to be seen by someone I know dressed like that in Wang Capital.

Having practiced many times beforehand, I was able to wear my protective gear quite quickly and as long as I didn't even get ambushed I was fine. Well, the magicians originally didn't do melee fights, and the leather armor doesn't have enough defense to completely prevent sword and spear attacks in interpersonal fights, so the armor itself is to a degree of rest.

When Miles was in public conversation with your lord, there was a reaction to the exploratory magic that was secretly unfolding.

(Uh-huh, this is..., orc, maybe. Six,)

Miles jumped up from your podium to the front of the carriage, sending a hand signal to the rear carriage.

The subsequent carriage slowly stopped, confirming it and descending again onto your podium, Miles instructed your grandfather to stop, jumping off the carriage and running forward.

(... there he is!

Miles hid in the shade of a large tree to see how it was.

As expected, six oaks. Did you find a carriage from a small high place or somewhere to get ahead of it, or did you just happen to meet it? Either way, if the carriage had proceeded, we would have met. We have no choice but to fight here.

I can't be very impotent about explaining it to other hunters. Miles thinking so took a slingshot out of the item box and gripped it in his left hand, taking out about a pussy ball of iron with his right finger.

(How come about a ball of pussy from an adult playtable is just perfect for the pussy bullet over here...... I wonder if there's any connection to the source of the story. Hitting balls, is that what we have in common?

Slingshot, aka pinched an iron ball in the bounced part of his pussy, thinking about what didn't matter.

This time it is not pebble because the oak worried that the pebble would crumble and disperse into the meat because the meat was thick, unlike small animals. Anyone, I don't like being eating meat and being 'gully' or 'gory' or anything, and I don't have a decent dentist. I don't know what I can do if my teeth are missing here... So healing magic restores my teeth too? Or does it come out and grow new? Either way, Miles doesn't want to try that on his own.

No, maybe you can chew the stones out, too? Digestive absorption and nutrients...................

Miles stopped thinking because it was getting scarier and scarier.

This time, instead of the usual hand shooting for small animals, the left hand was stretched to the front and the right hand was reduced to allow the carbon nanotube to stretch up to about two-thirds of its maximum time.

(Aim closely..................)

Ba-shin!

...... Bam!

Ba-shin!

...... Bam!

Ba-shin!

...... Bam!

The firing and hitting sounds sounded three degrees at short intervals, and the miles pulled out their swords and jumped out of the shade.

Suddenly I wondered if there was a big hole in the belly of a fellow lying next to me and the flesh splashed, followed by two heads of another fellow, three remaining oaks in havoc. Actually, I saw the first first abdomen blew up when Miles said, 'A good portion of the meat is going to go bad!' He noticed the failure and changed it to head aim.

Miles thrust toward the confusing oak ran through between the oaks as they swung their swords intact.

Bushi ~

Move, move, move!

Behind the mile I ran through, the upper body of three oaks was slipping off my lower body and falling to the ground as I bled out. Miles of clothes don't have a drop of blood on them.

"Oh, you..."

Looking back at the voice I heard from behind, the face of 'Dragon Breath' was half-opening his mouth to gaze at Miles and Oak's body.

"Why did you go on your own!

Miles to be hoisted to Burt in the camp that evening.

"If you found an oak, it would be natural to report it to me first! How could I go alone in silence when I said I was just a few meters behind you, a piece of front cloth apart!

"Shh, excuse me..."

"I'm sorry! Tell me why, tell me why!

The troubled mile had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Um, Mr. Burt is performing a request for an escort, and if you were walking ahead, there would have been a Horn Rabbit child in the middle of the road,"

"Oh, oh..."

"What do you do then?

"Well, kick it,...... no way, you!

"You don't make a fuss and call everyone, do you?

"Are you going to tell me that six orcs are horn rabbits kids to you! Hiroko's C-rank is on track..."

He was slapped on the shoulder with a bump, and Bart made the words cut off.

"Leader, I don't know if it's very convincing to say it while he's alone hunting the boned meat of the oak..."

That's what Vera, a party member, tells me, and Bart glances at Oak's boned meat, which he grips reflexively in his left hand. It is now the third bottle and the next minute will be cooked soon.

"Excuse me...... I signaled the carriage in the back, but I forgot to contact some of the carriages I'm in... I'll be careful..."

Burt's sermon finally came to an end to the mileage that was seeping through the atmosphere of soaking up.

Bert, too, doesn't want to stir up miles. Thoroughness of the chain of command as a joint task of the three parties is an important matter, and above all, education about miles. I just have to honestly apologize for Miles because I know that, and the party members didn't shelter me.

"If you understand, that's enough. Eat, too. You hunted the oak."

It's a mile when forgiveness finally came out and I started eating oak meat, but now the same swordsman column as Burt, the 'Dragon Breath' subleader, got involved.

"Hey, where did you learn that sword technique? How did you end up with three orcs in a row?"

I haven't even had a drink, but my eyes are fixed.

"Duh, I cut my torso because I can't reach my sword in my neck..."

"That's not what I'm talking about! I know and don't try to delude me!

When Miles was in trouble, Vera, the bowman, put out the help ship.

"Well well...... She's in trouble, too. She hates guys who stick around too much."

The column pulled me back, even as I bumped into it, because Vera wouldn't have a head up.

"It helped...... Thank you, Vera!

Relax and thank Vera for Miles help......

"It's okay. That's how cheap you are.

By the way, all we saw was you grabbing the sword and sticking it in, but you were knocking down three before that, weren't you? I saw the body, but it's like fire magic, ice magic, earth magic, wind magic, none of them are scars like that...

Did you use any unusual remote weapons or anything?

(muzzle!

As the miles retreated, Don, and his back hit something soft.

As Miles looked back softly as she sweated, she was disappointed to be grabbed by Ginny, the magician with a full grin.

"Magic, isn't it? Something interesting, isn't it?

"Ahhh!"

Miles on oak meat seemed to be a while away.