I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"What the hell, are you..."

"No, I'm stuck..."

After a lively meal ended and the faces of "The Red Vow" pulled into the tent, the faces of "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire" were all alone and talking.

"In the first place, what is that ridiculous storage of capacity! Instead of nobles and big merchants, the royal palace will hear from you! Why are you doing hunters?

"Well, give up a hundred steps, to the hunter because the palace service doesn't suit you sexually. Well, I don't know. Neither can we talk about people...

But if you are, instead of A-rank, you'll hear from the S-rank party! Why is this a C-rank party?!

Rotten treasure. Pearls on pigs. Little judgment on cats. The rhetoric equivalent of them was also found in this world.

"But now you know why the other members are awesome..."

"Um. Um, a swordsman who cut a dead tree in an instant. An attacking magician who performs exquisite fire magic control. And a healing magician who performs the continuous use of healing magic with ease. I guess they're all guards prepared by someone to protect that storage girl and save her life with healing magic in case. Otherwise, there's no way all those amazing girls happen to fit together by chance."

"Somewhere between us?

"It doesn't. I'm too weak to make it disposable, and if I were, I wouldn't be asked to do this. In the first place, that dumb-ass... from a simple, pure face, I don't think so very much."

"" "" "Indeed…" ""

They were rude people.

But even though he didn't do much flashy except for storage magic, where he firmly deduces Mavis' sword moves and Lena and Pauline's magical skills were just veteran hunters.

And, of course, the leaders were not all fools.

"What the hell, that monster stained storage magic capacity..."

The deputy seems surprised only by the mileage's storage capacity, but the commander, the platoon leader, did not.

"There's that too, but you see that swordsman move! I fired the wood I threw up in the air with three flashes of sword... You guys can cut unsupported airborne firewood vertically with a sword?

The soldiers around him who were told that story shook their heads sideways as they sifted.

"And that control ability to activate the fireball completely stationary, and adjust the rinse water to the boiling power to sink slowly into the pan's water. Has anyone ever seen a magician use such magic?

Again, the heads of the soldiers who are swung beside each other as they sift.

"Furthermore, needless to say, that healing magic... Despite all the small scratches, almost everyone made a line, but they hung healing magic on everyone without changing a single complexion...

I don't like magicians who deplete their magic in the open air. Nor is it a battle or an emergency, for the sake of a predatory wound... I mean, that's half her magic power, no, probably not even a third, in common sense.

No, I'm saying it myself and I'm not sure what the word 'common sense' means anymore... "

The platoon captain was a little confused.

But it was to renew the hunters' perception of the unexpected abilities of the girls who thought they were luggage.

And the next day.

When the soldiers and hunters woke up, a good smell tickled their nostrils.

"This is..."

And when the soldiers arose, there was a great pot of hot air, and a pile of bread, and a vegetable salad.

"Breakfast set, five small silver coins per serving."

Today is the real day of battle. And I can't afford lunch.

Choose between a breakfast of sturdy bread, dried meat with one shard, and just water, or this warm, nutritious and likely to accumulate in your belly.

There can't be anyone who gets lost there.

There can't be soldiers who spare five small silver coins and underestimate the health of an important day.

"Ku, give it to me!

"Me too!

"Can I serve you two?

Soldiers to be killed.

"Yes, yes, enough, don't panic! I will serve you specially."

"" "" "Ooh!!

The truth is, it's not very good to be full before the battle, or to have food in your belly, but whatever the interpersonal battle is, a demon opponent doesn't have swords, spears, arrows, etc. stabbed in your belly. Therefore, it would have been decided that it was much more important this time to prepare for fatigue and hunger.

Still, the soldiers, who suppressed them in the eighth part of their bellies, were fully satisfied and set out in a spirit.

(I've never had such high morale on this assignment. Thank you, "Red Vow"...)

The platoon captain was gently bowing his head toward the back of The Red Vow.

I left the camp for about two hours.

The platoon captain gave instructions to all the troops out loud.

"It's an interception point. Spread out, sentry line!

Yes, this was just halfway between the border line, which is the middle of the forest, and the outer edge of the forest's own side, the part of the forest that is the narrowest in width, sandwiched between the left and right by the mountains, the most suitable place to intercept and drive back the moving demons.

Stop here, I won't let you through in the rear. That was the task of this unit.

The commander, the platoon leader, had the teams divided into four parts, each spaced long to the left and right. A stop line was now formed at both ends in the narrow area of the forest blocked by the mountains.

Once you've stopped it and the drive back begins, the demon will continue to be chased to the other side as it is, even if it's out wide, and you won't do anything to flip it and slip between the detachments. If we succeed in inverting the demon's direction of travel in this place anyway, all we have to do is go to the border aloud, whether it be the momentum (Seko) or the chaser.

At that time, we will also get rid of the augs, goblins, etc. that were originally on this side of the border. There's no way you can tell if you're from over there or if you were there, and if you're driving the troublemaker over here, do the same thing here, and what's wrong with it? And, well, that's why.

At this time, hunters do not chase away as much as possible what they hunt as prey, such as oaks, horned rabbits, deer or pigs. Because reducing the amount of food demons and beasts around here would affect the lives of hunters in their own countries and the diet of neighboring cities that rely on those prey.

Neighbouring countries don't seem to pay much attention to such places, and edible demons and beasts that can be hunted relatively easily if you're a hunter follow them all without worrying. Therefore, they did not chase those edible items, and when they were stopped, they passed them backwards without even touching them.

When everyone scattered and got a placement, a little over two hours later. Hearing and signs perceiving abilities beyond miles of human range perceived it.

"... I'm coming, it's a bunch of demons and beasts! But it's not a clump, it's dispersed."

Three "Red Vows" who hear it and snort silently and, uh, face soldiers.

"Miles, I like ears and cane. If miles say 'come', I'll come. Get ready!"

Reminds Mavis of his words, half-hearted, but much of the human discrete skill he has been shown since yesterday, soldiers who pull out their swords when they nod silently. Apparently, it gained a lot of credibility.

"... Coming!

After a while, the soldiers also seemed to feel the sound and signs of demons approaching.

Lena grinned, stripping her fangs (if she did).

"I'll do it!

"" "Oh!!