I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Red Lightning" was a party of four men.

Brown, thirty-eight, a swordsman. Augusto, also a swordsman, twenty-seven years old. Gordon the Spearman, twenty-two years old. And "instrumental poverty," Eric, a mage and bowman, twenty-eight years old. Eric doesn't have a lot of magic, but he can use a whole lot of magic without getting it, and he also uses a bow to save magic. None of them are big arms, but they are very convenient to be around. That was the position.

They thought that one of the causes of Lena's father's murder was also in their own inadvertent proximity, and felt a little blamed. The truth is that it was force majeure and there was no need to feel responsible at all, but everyone, as a hunter, was in the category you prefer.

When they found out that Lena had no family other than her father, who had died, and had never even met relatives, etc. in her vagrant business life, they told Lena after consulting her for a while.

"Why don't you come with me?

"Huh..."

This world was tough for a ten-year-old girl to live alone.

It would be nice to be in an orphanage, but that would be if we were lucky enough or if we had connections. Will you be treated unpaid as some lower job and kicked out if you get sick, or will you live as an orphan in a slum from the start? That, too, can be eye-catching on slave hunting in a good looking girl, and there are many dangers. Then it would be much better to act with the hunter.

Though ten years old, the son of a pedestrian. I saw and heard all sorts of things during my journey, and I knew about that.

Lena replied after pondering for a moment.

"... please"

Everyone in "Red Lightning" dug a hole and buried Lena's father's body, loading the body of the bandit he defeated into Lena's father's carriage, which was safe, and headed to the city. If it weren't for the carriage, it would have been just my neck, but if I could carry the whole body, it would be easier to pass the test when I get a bounty.

Carriages and loads were to be sold in the city with the approval of Lena. A carriage would be convenient for moving around the streets, but it cannot be used for moving forests and mountains, and maintenance and horse maintenance costs are difficult. For hunters below C-rank, carriages are nothing but gold-eating luggage.

Of course, the money that sold the carriage will belong to Lena personally.

Thus Lena, ten years old, was to act with 'Red Lightning'.

Previously practicing on her own around magic that helped her travel with her father, Lena could only use as much water magic as water magic to water out for the horses and ourselves, dirt magic to keep the carriage's wheels from diving into the wet path, and a slight fire magic to ignite firewood (takigi). And Lena, who taught various magics to Eric, the magician who is said to be 'instrumental poor' and who as a magician has only even less magic than Eric, the bottom layer, was steadily on the road to 'instrumental poverty number two'.

Small body, no magic can reach a single magician, no power, no fighting skills. For that reason, the face of 'Red Lightning' did not attempt to hunter Lena even though she was ten years old. Perhaps Lena lacked the strength to be a one-man hunter and, if she were an adult, would have thought about getting her a normal job in some city. For this reason, he taught magic that can be used even with less magic to help the future and how to handle staff for protection.

Meanwhile, Lena practiced desperately to help everyone at all. Magic, caning by staff, and drilling knowledge as a hunter.

There is only one adult male between the ages of twenty and forty, a ten-year-old girl who is not even hunter-registered. "Red Lightning" was muddled by fellow hunters, but the other hunters know how "Red Lightning" protected the girl who was orphaned, and I'm not serious about it. It was half a tease and half a glitch for a pretty girl to be with.

And time flies, and one day, when Lena turned thirteen, 'Red Lightning' was under guard duty.

Against two carriages, there are four escorts in "Red Lightning". It was a reasonable number. Lena also remembered attack magic for once, but instead of water barrels to keep Eric's magic power warm, the effects are in charge of healing and healing magic for the weak, and are not counted in the power of war.

In addition to "Red Lightning," there is one merchant, and one for each carriage. It is also clear from the presence of escorts that it is not a carriage of pedestrians loaded with groceries, etc., but a carriage carrying some kind of load from the city to the city, to be wary of escorts and miss it or to be attacked even at the risk of believing it is a delicious prey. That depends on what the bandit thinks and how he feels.

And that day, the balance of the bandit's judgment leaned toward the one who 'raids'.

"Front right, bandit! They're gonna block the way! Number, about ten!

"From the rear, six! Too many!"

Even with escorts, they should strike fine. There are sixteen, and no matter how many guard hunters there are, there will be no battle without seven or eight. This will result in surrender without having to fight, and no harm will be done to the bandit's side. Bandits, too, don't like anything and want to kill hunters, but if they can make money without fighting, they've never gone over it.

"This is the only way to surrender..."

"No, I'll fight you."

"" "" Huh?

To the words recommending the surrender of Brown, leader of 'Red Lightning', his employer, the merchant, ordered the battle.

"But there's no way you can win sixteen to four! It's just a waste of time!

"That would be the job of an escort! Can you even pay for a guard who has been deprived of his money and load and has abandoned his job! Please just fight and get rid of me!

…………

After a brief silence, Brown declared.

"Surrender."

"" "Roger!

"Hey, are you going to defy your employer's orders! It's a breach of contract!

Brown said cold to the calling merchant.

"How dare you surrender after your escort has been wiped out and not have to pay the commission? In case of such a malicious client, 'surrender is permitted with the consent of the client or if the person in command of the escort so decides. In that case, if that validity is recognized, the escort will be deemed to have fulfilled his duty and the reward will be paid'.

Well, the guild will conduct a confirmation investigation, so we can't abuse the rules, but this difference in power is acceptable. "

"Hey, what is it?!

Ignoring the merchant he still summons, Brown shouted loudly that he would surrender, and the bandits approached him in an atmosphere of relief and ease. Even if the escorts are small, if they fight a hunter stronger than themselves, their people will be hurt and die. That could be me. If that can be avoided and earned safely, I've never been over it. In the first place, it is this band of bandits who only scratched a small number of less powerful half-bakers for such an effect.

"Surrender. Don't put your hands on humans. Talk to your employer there about money and loading."

"Okay. As usual, humans don't get their hands on you. But I'll take your weapons. We have to eat too. Weaponry sells for a good price, and some guys are about to run out of weapons."

"Ugh... the previous time you gave me a break with the weapon in half, can't you? I don't have the money to buy it all back."

"You can't. Do some herb collection for a while and get back out! Well, instead, I'll give you a break for the armor."

"Damn, it hurts, but I can't help it...... Okay, I get it."

Protective equipment is also a size issue, not everyone can use it if you take it away, and it is considerably cheaper than weapons to sell. Still, weapons and protective equipment are customarily supposed to be taken from those who surrender, so if they will leave it behind, they will be the ones who have been tempered.

The leader of the bandits, who concluded negotiations with the hunter of the escort, ordered his men to confiscate the weapons from the hunter and now moved on to negotiations with the merchant.

"What's the load?

"... salt and dried meat, salted meat, wheat and other foodstuffs, and liquor barrels."

"" "" Hiccup - no!

The bandits cheered.

"Wow! They're all here!

"Wait! I want to negotiate!

"Negotiate?

To the merchant's words, the head looked suspicious.

Naturally. What can we say to the bandits who negotiate and nothing, and take all the load from carriage to carriage?

"So, what do you demand and what do you say you come to the price?

The merchant said away to the chief who would ask both the humble questions.

"The demand is that you return one empty carriage and half salt. And the price is a convenient, versatile woman who can use a lot of water and light a fire. Yes, it can be used in many ways..."

To that word, a frozen Lena.

"Don't be ridiculous!

"That's against the agreement!

The anger of condemnation rises from the face of "Red Lightning".

"Ho ho..."

The head looked intriguing for a moment, but it was a negative word that came out of his mouth.

"You're the guy who says funny things. Sell the escort you hired......

But then we will break the promise, which is a condition for surrender. When it comes to surrendering but breaking a promise, after this, the hunter won't be able to surrender and the bandit side will suffer greatly. This isn't just about us. You can only be a bandit. It makes it harder for all of them to live, big problem. That's not acceptable. "

"If you find out, you're talking about, right?

A merchant who answers the words of his boss with a smile.

"An idiotic hunter who told her employer to surrender, but didn't like to be robbed of his weapon, and who fought even more by refusing to surrender to crusade reward cravings, and a little girl instead of a water barrel who abandoned her fellow defeated and followed her back to the bandit's side. Is there a problem? If I were to be honest with you, I would be able to report it, wouldn't I?

I don't have to pay for a breach of contract for all my vanished escorts without following the surrender instructions, and I don't have to lose one carriage and half the salt. You have not broken your promises, you can get convenient slaves. Both sides, I don't think it's a loss deal?

"" "Become..." "

The face of 'red lightning' that trumpetes too many words of a merchant. Lena didn't even have a voice.

"Wahaha, you're a terrible guy! Even on the merchant wind......, no, that's the merchant!

The head said so and looked at Lena with a licking eye, then thought only a little and gave instructions to his men.

"... kill it"

For a moment, the idea that if you magically kill a merchant, this deal would be impossible, plundered Lena's brain.

Killing a few bandits will not change the situation, but if the merchants die, the bandits will be thought to have 'killed all the guards and merchants who would have surrendered', a matter that the leader had avoided. In that case, the hunter killed the merchant who tried to betray him, so he took all the carriages as originally planned, and the hunter might think it was better to release them and put them in circles... If you are an undefended merchant, not a bandit, even the magic of a relatively weak Lena can be managed......

But Lena, who had never killed a man before or thought about such a thing, could not kill a merchant without hesitation, and it was only best to squeeze out the words of restraint.

"Do it..."

But before I could even finish saying the word to stop it, many swords and spears were thrust against the four bodies of "Red Lightning".

The four men, who had been robbed of their weapons and surrounded by bandits, had no technique of resistance, but four Brown, Augusto, Gordon and Eric, who collapsed to the ground with only a slight groan.

"Ah, ah..."

comes, and Lena kneels on the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

"Now unload that carriage over there and transfer the salt..."

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"But you're a cool guy, too!

"Ha, that's mutual, isn't it?

Pussy......

Spill......

There is no amount of magic you can do as a magician.

Not a hunter, just a non-combatant who can get the water out.

The merchant, who was introduced to Lena by saying so at the time of the face-to-face meeting, had told the bandits exactly as well.

In fact, it was a Lena who could use slight attack magic, but everyone in "Red Lightning" always told employers that. That was generally close to the fact, and when he poorly said 'offensive magic can be used', etc., Lena would also have feared being made athe or removed from the object of asylum as a force of war. And in the unlikely event that you can invite the enemy to be cautious...

But Lena's good magic is water magic. There was no great offense in the weakly magical Lena. It was supposed to be.

"But if you don't have any water problems, you can broaden your scope of action. Good luck..."

Gutsu...

What the hell is this hot and drooling thing that rolls on my chest from earlier......

Sorrow or despair? Anger or hatred......?

The bandits looked at Lena, with her knees and hands on the ground, bumping and whispering, with a slight and unpleasant gaze.

"Well, load up quickly..."

At that time, the hot wind stroked the head of the bandit talking in and the merchant's body, and what the two of them looked back at...

"" "" Gaaaaaaah! ""

He was the figure of about half of his own men, wrapped in swirling red lotus flames and turned into pine lights.

"Hey, what..."

A merchant who moves without understanding the translation, and a head who opens his mouth gently and is stiff. The other half of the men were just staring at the burning people.

And emerge from the flames, little shadows.

"Hey, stupid! You can only serve enough water, half a serving..."

"Oh, she's dead."

"Huh...?

To a merchant who didn't know what it meant and let the word go, Lena continued her words.

"If you're the daughter of a merchant named Lena, who can only use showy water magic, you just died with your friends through your heart.

Now I'm the one who inherits everyone's, everyone's will of 'Red Lightning'.

"The Red Lena," the bandit killer!

"Kill him. Yeah!"

My head screamed out loud, his throat just ripped open.

But all the bandits hadn't pulled out their swords, and there was a little distance to Lena. I don't have enough time to be slashed before chanting.

And Lena spins words. The word, which springs from the bottom of a vague heart.

"Burn, Hellfire! Burn it down to the bones!

A large merchant corps with numerous escorts, consisting of thirty carriages. What they saw as they passed by were burning fields and seventeen burning, four hunter-like bodies, two carriages and two rattling and trembling lords in them.

And it was the appearance of one girl standing up faceless.