"I don't really remember what happened after Red Lightning was killed. That's why the two of you testified after that... He saw something, something very scary, and he told me honestly all about it by saying, 'If I spit a lie, he'll kill me,' and I don't blame him.

I hear the merchant's property was confiscated and handed over to the families of everyone at Red Lightning. The money I had, the money I sold your father's carriage and merchandise, was everyone's property, and then I gave it all to the survivors, and there was no sentence.

He wakes up to a magical talent in the event of a life crisis, which seems to be in the hope. Well, most of them die then, so they rarely know that... So I was checked out a lot, too. As a result, there was no great power, as you said, but the magic there could be used. So, your people just felt too much magic of fear and motion, and I kept shooting fire magic for as long as the magic lasted, and the lack of magic made me unconscious and obscured my memory in the meantime.

Then, a year and a half after I registered as a hunter, I was recommended to take a training school exam when I became an E-rank. "

"" "Phew..." "

…………

"Huh? That's all?

I'm somewhat dissatisfied with everyone's lack of response, Lena.

"That, you wanted me to say something?" Oh, that's why you want to kill a bandit, "or" Nothing comes from hatred! 'Or,' Don't hate people, hating is a bad heart! 'Or... "

"Hey, come on!

Like Mavis has no body or lid, Lena makes her face red.

"Well, now that I know why Lena is being held by a bandit, that's fine. Whatever thoughts or claims you have, it's personal freedom. But you can't bring something personal into the actions of other people or parties, can you?

So... "

"Let's not practice killing people,"

"Huh..."

Lena looked dissatisfied with Miles' words, which succeeded Mavis's.

"Because at that time, I thought Mr. Lena was teaching me the right way as a senior hunter! But something, sounds like a personal problem?

"Ugh..."

I can't say back to miles of words, Lena.

"Well, for everyone, for everything, there's always a time when it's 'the first time'. I don't think there's any need to force a place for that. If only I could think of something for that time..."

…………

Pauline's words also have no words to give back, Lena.

"And..."

Pauline goes on with the words.

"If I kill you, the pain is for a moment, right? For longer periods of time, I think it would be better to twitch and suffer and make him regret that his drinks would go down..."

A good story was ruined.

"Anyway, until the inevitable time comes, let's not force ourselves to try to kill them. But I will kill my enemies without hesitation, as long as I put everyone, allies, and irrelevant people at risk. Because the lives of your people are much more important than the lives of your enemies and bandits.

But that doesn't mean the lives of your enemies are lighter, it means the lives of your people are much heavier. And... "

Mavis continued his words.

"I told you before, didn't I? 'It will be difficult, even with considerable power differences, to fight against those who intend to kill this one with the intention of capturing it without killing it'. But if it's difficult to make quite a difference in power, it's only necessary to make a difference in mess power."

"Huh..."

A pompous Lena.

"Then you're not stupid! That's..."

But when I look at miles of faces that don't seem to think about anything, it also seems like something, that's the easy thing to do.

"Nothing, unless it's intact. There is healing magic, and even with some physical defects, there are other places besides the mines where criminal slaves can work...... If he dies, he dies, and it's just that it was' then '.

Nothing. You don't have to try to force me to kill you, and you don't have to try to force me to kill you until you risk it. So the basic policy is to capture them because it's more money to capture them alive and make them regret it for a long time, but they won't be forced to detain them? Well, it's a little different when you need to make me throw up information... "

As always, Pauline was Pauline.

Lena kept her mouth shut for a while, but groaned with a potpourri.

"Okay..."

After a while the carriage stopped and became lunch.

The merchants and the lords usually ate, but the hunters of the escorts don't eat much. We are all preparing for battle because we are treading this afternoon on a mountain field. Except miles.

"You..."

He complained about the miles he normally eats burly, with a face like a lana screaming.

"If you eat so much, your body will move poorly though! Plus, if he stabbed me in the stomach, he wouldn't help!

"Oh, really? But I learned that in training school..."

"Because even kids know!

"Huh...... Okay, I'll digest soon."

"What body are you in!

I'm ringing too much, and I'm letting you out of breath, Lena.

"Mr. Lena, are you tired of anything?

"Whose fault is it? Ooh!

"Um, do you have a minute?

When Lena was tired for nothing, three people from "The Flaming Wolf" came up and talked to her.

"When this job is over, with us..."

"Rejected!"

I never even heard of it until the end, and Lena slashed it and threw it away.

"Hey, listen to me till the end! And the opinions of the other three…"

"Rejected!"

"Rejected!"

"Rejected!"

The other three seemed to be able to hear their opinions, and the three of the "Flaming Wolves" went back to their original positions with awesomeness.

The holding area is away while we're on the move, and there was a chance it wouldn't be there tonight. I would have thought it was only now that I would bring the story, but whether it was now or when, their response would have been the same.

Just asking about their circumstances, the men of 'Dragon Breath' looked with pity, but from the women of Vera and Ginny: 'I don't know who I am!' It was seen with such cold eyes.

The merchants began to move on again after a big break combining lunch.

Bandits connected to carriages by ropes would not even look like escort hunters in the distance. As long as the distance is far enough away. It would be over if they saw the rope nearby, but the bandit watch wouldn't come that close. Perhaps it was to the extent of ascertaining the number of carriages, the number of escorts out there, etc. from the distant high ground.

Even though he was a bandit not for the main purpose, if he had left these people alone, he would have kept attacking merchants and in some cases killed merchants as well as escorts. Given the client's request for the "extermination of bandits," it may have been possible to consider the capture of this bandit as part of the mission as well.

Having said that, however, it is troublesome to come by any more bandits who are out of purpose, so the 'fishing' by the Miles, who were too effective, was stopped, and the 'Red Vow' was waiting in carriage number four, just as it was when King's Capital departed.

In the carriage, Lena was holding her knees and thinking.

Bandits are enemies. Villains who exploit from those who live seriously and take their lives. It is a beast, just like goblins, oaks, etc., and it is a being to kill.

If you're still alive when the battle is over, you shouldn't let them live. How many people have you killed so far and plunged that family to the bottom of despair? And if they get away with it, the damage will continue to increase. In the first place, they may try to kill those who capture them when they flee, or they may come to avenge themselves after they have fled. That could be a target for their family and friends, not for them.

... the danger is too great.

It's best to kill them. Safe, no trouble, clear mind.

But anyway, Miles mentioned that even Mavis and Pauline were a little sweet.

Weren't the knights Mavis longed for a task to defeat the bad guys?

Wasn't Pauline more belly-black?

I killed people myself.

But the memory was vague at that time and I don't remember it very well.

How can you not remember?

Kill the enemies who killed your people. Isn't it a refreshing and pleasant memory? I wonder why you don't remember that very well.

... Was that a memory you didn't want to remember?

Do I really regret killing the bandits?

...... stupid. It's the enemy of everyone in "Red Lightning". You're gonna regret this!

But it also makes sense what Pauline said.

"If I kill you, the pain is for a moment,"? Might it be a good idea to continue to suffer and regret death in an accident or illness in a mine...

In the meantime, do you hold off on killing anything...

I don't care about anything, I'm free to do it my way.

Death or death, but it's their freedom.

That's what Lena thought, and she glanced at her people.

Mavis pulling out his sword and polishing his sword body.

Pauline is writing somewhat on her notebook with a creepy twinkle.

And miles bursting asleep with their mouths open and their mouths drooling.

Seeing that, Lena seemed ridiculous to be worried about something and everything.

But......

(No, you can't! These people are why I have to hold on!

Now, I won't let anyone die! Never!)

Lena. She was a hard-won girl.

Biku!

A burst of sleeping miles suddenly cramped my body. Sometimes it happens when you're asleep, that's it.

And Miles opened his eyes with excitement.

"… is an enemy"

"So how do you know!

Ignoring the shouting lana, Miles crawled up from the rear of the carrier to the top of his front, whistling his fingers.

Piiiiii ~!

The six carriages stopped immediately and the leader rushed from the leading 'Dragon Breath' and the rear 'Flaming Wolf' respectively. Others, of course, remain on alert while lurking in their respective carriages.

"What's up! Enemy?"

"Yes, about twenty forward."

"How do you know that?

The leader of "The Flaming Wolf" seems unfamiliar yet. To "Miles Insanity".

"Twenty or so, or... You know a little more about this?

Burt asked Miles lightly through Brett's words, the leader of The Flaming Wolf.

"Uh, nineteen, right? Nine in line, one before that,"

"So how do you know!

"What!

"Ignore it!

It was ignored.

"Gather them all. It's an emergency!

And soon they all gathered, and Burt's explanation began.

"Something bad happened. Miles of magic...... right?, according to magic, nineteen enemies are waiting ahead. It's also aligned with nine, nine, one..."

"That's not supposed to happen, is it? I heard there were more than twenty of them, but it was less fun than I thought."

To Chuck, the swordsman of "The Flaming Wolf," so optimistically said, Fergus, the spearman of "Dragon Breath," replied by shaking his neck beside him.

"No, it's natural that the number of people reporting this kind of request is considerably less than it actually is. Even if you overlook those who are, you will not be blind to those who are not. If you say you've seen more than twenty people in the woods, it's natural that you're actually more than that, and vice versa rarely. And it's not good to be aligned."

"What's wrong with that?

Members of The Flaming Wolf who have not yet figured out what it means. But I also have no idea what the face of the 'Red Vow' is, so I am relieved.

"The small number of people is probably because we divide the number of people to be pinched. So the enemy will have twice that. And..."

Bart looked around at everyone's faces and then said slowly.

"Bandits don't align beautifully. Beautifully aligned when you are ambushing prey are knights and soldiers. I mean, the army."

…………

Bart continued his words.

"In many countries, the army prepares a detachment in pairs of nine, divides eight soldiers into eight, two, four, four, two, and so on, and the rest commands it. In four, platoons are formed. The platoon is then accompanied by an officer, a commander, a deputy officer, and two senior corporals. Forty people in total, so that's it. So, this senior corporal is assigned the command of each of the two detachments.

So, in the future, 19 aligned people are waiting… "

Some of them swallowed saliva.

"... right. A little further, there are the remaining 21, including the commander and deputy.

I thought it was weird, there's no famine, there's no war, but there's a lot of bandits in a place like this without bases, and they're sitting there without moving anytime soon... There's no way we can secure food without some kind of supply. "

"I can't! I thought this might be enough because I thought a lot of them were about twenty-six to twenty-seven bandits at best! Forty, that's a soldier too! There's no way you can win!

A voice of despair rose from "The Flaming Wolf". That is a natural reaction and an argument.

"Basically, why do you have an army! Since when did the army start bandits, that's crazy! Aren't they here to exorcise bandits?

Miles groaned potpourringly at the sad screams of the 'Flaming Wolf' members.

"... trade sabotage?

Bart looked surprised when he heard that.

"Huh? Weren't you stupid?

"Who said that!