I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Into the woods, for a few hours, between two medium pauses and several small pauses, it is time for today's itinerary to end. There was no lunch because I ate time. For that matter, I am eating in the morning.

Since there has not yet been any effect of demon chase by neighboring countries around here, until now it has just proceeded without doing anything. It is not until tomorrow that we shall meet the demons who have been pursued for their neighbours' dwellings.

Under normal conditions, there are no demons or beasts that would bother to strike this group of soldiers or hunters. No matter how many demons and beasts you speak of, you are not that stupid.

We camped like this today, and the full job began tomorrow.

"It's time to make it camp. We don't need to hurry so we should set it up while it's still bright and get some rest and get ready for tomorrow"

The platoon leader was right. It doesn't really matter when you meet demons chased from the neighboring side, as you've already come to the depths of the full forest, but it doesn't really matter in time. The terrain of the place and everyone's physical condition are more important than the time of encounter. And where I am now, the trees are just a sparse meadow, just right for the camp.

"Everybody, stop! We're gonna camp around here!

A senior corporal shouted back and forth, and everyone came together.

It doesn't matter if you shout, it doesn't matter. The beasts and demons find out because they're traveling in this adult population anyway, and there's no fool coming at more than fifty combat groups. Besides, if you start to moderate your diet, the smell spreads widely. Originally, it was useless to try to hide existence.

When it comes to camp, there's no way you're in charge of tents or anything to get into the depths of the woods in a group full of combat personnel. All they do is mow and lay down a little grass, and lay a cape on it, or they fall asleep wrapped in a cape. If we succeed, we can go back three nights and four days, or worse, four nights and five days, so that's enough.

All the soldiers secured their places on their own and began to mow the grass. They are unnaturally opened around some people, but perhaps they have bad sleeping or snoring, terrible toothpicks, etc.

And the hunters started getting ready for their sleeping place, too.

Soldiers and two hunter party moves stopped.

And the spreading silence.

…………

"Oh, well, what is that?

That's what Mavis asked the platoon leader, who had left his bedding to his men to watch the work.

"Huh? It's just a tent?

The captain didn't know what he was surprised by, so Mavis let him roll around the entrance part a little bit. And what I could see from it was a small chest with four beds, a simple table, four chairs and everyone dressed. Although the bed is not just for ladies with a canopy, it is a simple bed.

"Yes, now, in a moment..."

"Oh yes, it's troublesome to disassemble or assemble anyway, so always keep it in storage..."

"" "." "Such an idiot. Awwwww!!

From the perimeter, a simultaneous shout rose. It is the voice raised by the soldiers who were listening around. And naturally, that included the voice of the platoon leader.

"And the storage magic was definitely determined by the correlation between the weight and volume of the storage?

Few users of storage magic.

However, storage magic, which relies heavily on aptitude, does not mean that older people will be able to use it. So if you are young but blessed with aptitude and talent, it is not surprising that you can use it. It is strange that the storage use pulled from nobles and merchants does hunters and so on, which is a dangerous and less earned bottom job, but it is personal freedom. But......

"If you're so wasted of capacity, fold up your tent and put in more things Yikes!!

The soldiers around him shook their heads vertically at the scream of the platoon leader.

As much as I waste this amount of capacity, if I only knew in advance that it was a high-capacity storage use, I could have had a variety of things carried..., yes, blankets, meat, vegetables, and so on. Water could also have been used for cooking, without relying on two soldiers who could use a living magic level of water magic and limiting it only to a minimum of drinking. That's what I think, a platoon leader with a slightly upsetting feeling.

It wasn't a bad 'red oath', and I know that, but it was the thought of a commander who missed out on opportunities where food and beverage conditions should have improved significantly.

"It's in there?

"Huh?"

A platoon leader who made a loose voice between them in the words of miles hung from the side.

"No, so, I'm in. There are many other things…"

That said, miles to remove the cooking table, kamado, large pots, cookware, and meat and vegetables from storage one after another.

"Oops!

Don't!

And the last thing that came out was a big water tank.

Pauline rang out to everyone whose eyes were silent on dots.

"Water, one cup, five copper coins. One bread, five copper coins. Stewed meat and vegetables juice, one cup. It's five small silver coins!

In fact, if the soldiers had a bad attitude, they would only make a share of themselves and hunters, or blow it to the soldiers with profits, but contrary to expectations, they priced their consciences because the soldiers were all good people.

Five copper coins feel about 50 yen and five small silver coins feel about 500 yen, so whatever the water is, the rest is not that expensive. Even the city cafeteria would do that.

"... are you serious..."

The captain of the platoon was the best at saying so.

And a few dozen minutes later.

Many soldiers were busy in front of the "Red Oath" tent where Kamado was set up.

Since the time of cooking, there have already been a lot of spectators.

Magically fill the large pot with water, where Lena gently sinks the fireball and boils it in an instant.

Mavis turns the dead tree into firewood with his sword in an instant.

And again, Lena ignites it with fire magic. All you have to do is add the ingredients cut by the mile and season them with the seasoning removed from storage. I can't help but simmer five small silver coins because I also use a lot of spices and such. He was the one who was serving.

…………

When Pauline found out, the soldiers, the hunters, they were all staring at themselves.

Miles, Lena and Mavis have each created a showcase, so they are also asked to do something about it. I guessed so, Pauline, but if you're cooking, there's nothing left for you to help.

But it's also not funny that you don't just contribute to making money.

Mmm, after thinking about it, Pauline came up with...

"It's healing magic, once, five small silver coins! Any cuts made of grass or trees, foot pain, or training that hurt you while you're on the move, you can do anything!

It is foolish.

Regardless of where you have a healing magician at your place, it's more expensive in a city treatment center where a retired former hunter healing magician does it. Anyway, because there are limits to the amount of magic, so you can't cure a lot of people every day, so naturally.

And in the open, magic residue is a lifeline for magicians. There couldn't have been a magician or something who wanted to use magic for nothing. Therefore, it is normal to remain in place until you return to the city, except for major injuries, and in the local leadership, where healing magicians cannot originally be attached to each platoon, it is mostly left to natural healing even after you return.

"" "" ""... Seriously!

Soldiers arriving at Pauline's.

The hunters are late and stare at it in a pompous manner.

After his original talent, Pauline, who taught him how to do things efficiently from miles, although the true essence of magic was not taught, could be used continuously with very little magic drain if about light healing magic. Besides, I just eat and sleep after this, so some wear and tear is fine.

There's this number in the first place, and the 'Red Oath' guys, and I don't even think something will happen. Because we know that this forest is not a secret with its size but without its pedestrian footprints, but only demons up to about an orga at best.

Anyway, if you're going on an expedition, you can't possibly have the opportunity to spend your money because you're just going back into the depths of the forest. A lot of people thought so and didn't bring wipe bags this time, but those people borrowed money from their colleagues and superiors who always wore wipe bags without letting them leave their money in the chest of their quarters.

There could have been no fool here who would have spared a little money and missed an opportunity to get rid of a decent meal or physical defect.

While doing so, Miles was also able to produce the meat and vegetable broth in charge, which the soldiers and hunters never thought would be a "decent meal in the camp unaccompanied by transport troops".