I Said Make My Abilities Average!
258 Neighborhood Cities 8
Finally, a neighboring national army soldier, half a squadron, reached the outer edge of the forest. And before that, I left it here, looking like the rest of the half squadron.... Yes, I wore it down, it looked like it.
"… report"
With a sad face, the squadron leader commands the third platoon leader who entrusted him with the command of the two platoons he left behind.
"Ha, a day and a half ago, demons started coming out of the woods. Although sporadic, that number gradually increases, sometimes coming out somewhat entangled, and although it was generally able to be dealt with, the number of wounded, although heavily fatigued and devoid of fatal injuries, gradually increases. No harm has been done to the peasants by requesting assistance from the leadership and by sending an urgent request to the hunters.
I am solely responsible for requesting assistance from the leadership and the Hunter Guild, discrediting the name of the National Army and wasting expenses. I want to take care not to be tired of others... "
The squadron leader pounded the head of the third platoon leader with a pong.
"Stupid bastard, that's my part.
... Thank you for your hard work, stop by the nearest city right away and hire some healing magicians. Until the magic runs out, it's rented out. Can you spare the money? Anyway, don't go back to the King's Capital soon. If you don't want to destroy your country... "
"Huh..."
Their ordeal was, and will be, yet.
"This time, it was hard work. It is with great pleasure that neither one of the dead nor the seriously wounded, … ahhh, turned out to be able to carry out their mission perfectly, without even minor injuries.
In particular, your activity, hunters, was a brilliant one that we also deserved to apprentice. It is something we deeply appreciate and expect to fight with again next time.
Now solve the special organization with this. Dismissed! "
"" "" "Ooh!
Everyone was able to come back safely.
In a feat unprecedented in the past, cheers aroused from the soldiers.
The hunters are not part of it. Unlike the soldiers who have to go to the dead regardless of their will, Hunter's, it is only by their own free will. So naturally, you can come back safely. In view of my skills, I chose a job that I could do safely.
So don't break the flat pose. Truth is, even if I'm quite happy.
"I'm sorry. I'd really like to pay you an increment, but I don't have the authority to...
Even if you're going to get out with pocket money, I'm going to have to give you guys a luxury drink of the special allowance for this job. It's for 40 people, three or four of the gold coins are going to fly. They don't know anything about refraining...
So sorry! Keep a proper report on how the hunters are doing this time. If it works, I might be able to raise the asking fee a little from the next time. So give me a break!
To the platoon leader who says so and worships with one hand, the face of the bitter laughter 'Red Pledge'. And in contrast, Miles has a word.
"... next time, is there..."
Following that.
"I don't think so."
I don't think so.
"There isn't..."
The words of Lena, Mavis and Pauline.
I don't think I could have done anything with that short chase.
I don't even think we caught up to ourselves right away, and I don't think we caught up to the end of the moving demon. So, what does it do?
But the pose of doing something alone demands an extra fee, not that I have no idea what the intention is.
Well, it doesn't matter, it doesn't translate into enough work for transport, for the provision of beverages and food, for combat, and for the healing of injuries. The other two parties, though inferior to The Red Vow, were much better armed than the hunters have ever been, and they worked well above the soldiers.
This time the hunters were all 'hit' and that led to the soldier's, no, zero loss for the entire team. The captain was well aware of it. And it also means that unless the same members join us, we won't get the same results next time.
"For the hunters, we have light meals and drinks over there. Put it in your belly for a little while before you go to the guild. By then, include a report on the achievement of the request.
I guess I didn't have much time to talk to the other parties, either on the move or in the camp? It was divided between the front and the back and the center in the mobile formation, and soon after the meal, the 'Red Vow' was pulling into the tent. Finally, it would be nice to deepen your rapport, wouldn't it?
The hunters headed to the building where they were instructed to take care of the squadron commander. I thought we didn't really have much interaction.
"Sorry......"
When I got to the seat where the food and drinks were prepared, all of a sudden Wolf, the leader of The Ideal Home of the Evil God, bowed his head.
"To be honest, I was licking everyone in The Red Vow. What's" We "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire" work three times as hard as they do, so you guys work hard for about twice as hard "oh shame..."
That's what I said, Wolf covering his face with both hands. And four bittersweet 'red vows'.
"Anyway, I'm sorry. And thank you. Whatever food was well paid for, it was helped thanks to healing magic, and the name of the hunter could be greatly raised against the soldiers of the leadership.
One of the major reasons why this request worked was that the soldiers in the leadership had a relatively good attitude towards the hunters so far, but that would also have been the existence of the 'Red Vow'.
Sure, there were times when the commander was quite fond of the hunters, but normally, they still had worse relationships... "
Vegas, the "Friendship of Fire" leader, and the other party members, are nodding, yeah.
"But both parties, we're worried about you, so you went out of your way to take a request that you didn't intend to take, right?
"Huh? Why do you take that..., Lutesy guy..."
To Lena's words, Wolfe answered the killer instantly. Apparently, that receptionist is named Lutesy.
"Ma, we made money there intact from each other, so why don't we!
Pauline sandwiched her mouth so from the side, but she was yelled at in the face of "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire".
"" "." "Though you would have made rough money!
That was earned as a 'red vow' and not by Pauline personally, but because Pauline's evil grin was so noticeable, I couldn't help but think so.
But this time it is a contract called 'Per Person, One Gold Coin', so 'Ideal Home of the Evil God' is five gold coins and 'Friendship of Fire' is six gold coins earned. Earnings for just four days were good.
Given the fact that it is considered a shield for the soldiers and that they have a good chance of getting hurt or losing their lives, as a veteran hunter, it never meant making a lot of money out of common sense, but still, compared to other jobs, it was never that bad.
"The Red Vow" is four people, four gold coins. In Japanese yen, it has a sense of money of about 400,000 yen. Here, where one month is 36 days, it is 400,000 yen in four days, a ninth of a month. And with the food I sold to the army soldiers and the hunters, I make even more money close to it.
There have been many times before that I have been paid more. Bandit extermination, Wyburn crusade.
But they weren't 'normal, earn new US C-rank hunters'. As a regular C-rank hunter, this is still quite an earner as a 'job that can be done intact'. … is only a story of 'if everyone at the party can do it intact' ….
Then, while picking out the snacks served, the three parties deepened their rapport by holding various public stories, exchanging information, etc., after thanking the soldiers, they all headed to Hunter Guild.
Pussy, pussy, pussy!
You will be in the guild, along with the miles greeted with applause.
"Hey, what...?
I don't know what's going on, three parties hanging out.
There, you know, a receptionist named Lutesy spoke up.
"Gentlemen, it's amazing! It worked great, didn't it! Earlier, the platoon leader of the Lords came straight away and admired you all. The guild chief also thanked me.
And... "
The receptionist looked at the "Red Oath" one by one there to make sure they were all perfectly intact.
"Thank you very much for your support of everyone who came from afar. It's the pride of my branch!
And then it boils again, applause from Alliance officials and the hunters they're with.
But the complexion of "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire" that received it was not palpable. Or it's obviously a spicy look.
... I can't even do it.
What worked this time was young, new American girls who underestimated their strength and had the arrogant idea of gazing from above: 'Let's Help You' and so on. On the contrary, they are praised for saying that they have been helped in many ways, but that their handling is as if it were their own. It's going to be hard, but it's not.
But you can't explain that to everyone.
To do this, we need to talk about their stunts, combat methods, abilities, etc.
Hunters divulging information about other hunters they may have learned about in joint missions, etc. is the largest of the hunter's contraindications. It is natural because it concerns the life and personal safety of the hunter.
I mean, their abilities, their strength, they can't talk. So they were helped by the 'Red Vow'. They're much stronger than they are, 'but they can't be trusted. At best, it would be to the extent that it seems like a joke or a joke. And I can't tell you the details of' Their Strength '.
And at the meal earlier, they said, "I'm not going to hide the magic of storage. But I don't want you to talk too much about storage capacity and all that other, combat style stuff. This request was made only by working together in three parties, so... 'he has been stabbed in the nail.
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The members of "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire" were stuffy and tormented as other fellow hunters slapped him on the shoulder to bless him and the offer to luxury Yale arrived.
And unlike the other three, Mavis, whose mood was so understandable, looked at them with a pitiful face...