I Said Make My Abilities Average!

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Five people going down the street.

Three of them were silent, one rapped, and the last one was perplexed.

"Master Mavis, what kind of move is that?

"Dear Mavis, your brother can take over the house, right? Then Master Mavis is at liberty, isn't he?

"Dear Mavis, knighthood aspirations, you haven't been served anywhere yet, have you? Then..."

(Help...)

Desperate, Mavis signals with his eyes to the escorts to ask for help...

(((sorry...)))

Those were the three escorts out of sight.

After that, the six enemies defeated applied first aid, such as hemostasis, to the extent that they did not die, tied them up and rolled them aside by the street. For those with a lesser degree of injury, he further broke his legs and arms to avoid becoming a force of war for at least a while.

Instead of killing them, they take more men to carry them to the city, which reduces the enemy's power. It is better for the enemy to leave him alive with a serious injury than to kill him, and it is for my benefit.

And they are also just following the life of the Lord (or vice versa), not that they are themselves extremely evil and outrageous criminals. There is no need to hesitate at all to defeat ourselves if we are to defend ourselves, but if we are overwhelmingly superior and have ample room, or after the battle is over, we need not take lives meaninglessly due to personal hatred.

It was how even the girls and the escorts, as well as the defeated and tied enemies, felt about Mavis' claim, and he was silently dropped. Perhaps we are aware that our mandate is not so praised.

But those enemies also accepted it with a crying face, as Mavis' claim that the slightly wounded should keep their hands and legs broken so that they would not be returned to the front immediately was not enough enthusiasm for the opponent who tried to kill them.... or desperately resisted, but was broken. Pocky.

And instead of Mavis, who insisted so but hesitated to lay down his own hands, the broken bone job was taken on by three of the escorts.

It was Mavis, who still couldn't lose his sweetness.

Well, if you take him back to the city and pay a fortune to a well-armed healing magician, he will be fully healed. The escorts seem to have taken care to break as beautifully as possible...

"Even the bandits don't abandon their people meaninglessly. If they were regular soldiers, they wouldn't leave their seriously wounded companions alone. This should reduce the number of enemies."

That being said, the eyes of the girl who sees Mavis leaving her own water bottle for the enemy are sparkling, and the guards who know the character of the girl were a little anxious......

(Again, did this happen...)

(Again, this is what happened......)

(um, still...)

As much as I could, I did. Apparently, that's what happened.

"Shit, you're not. Yikes! I just admire brave men and white horse knights, and that doesn't mean I like women. Yikes!

A lady who doubts and inquires about Mavis, who obviously avoids herself, realizes that Mavis seems to have a hell of a mistake, turns her face bright red and denies it. And Mavis and the escorts, who heard it and looked relieved.

"... the brave man of the benefactor of life, whom I loved, just happens to be a woman..."

"That's not reassuring! All in all, I can't feel safe. Yikes!!

Mavis' cry sounded vain...

And even more, the swordsmanship collusion with the guards who knew Mavis' strength made Mavis troubled Mavis because the girl who could no longer interrupt the conversation was in a bad mood or persistently solicited him to serve at his place because he would hold him as a knight.

Already, at this point, the girl was pretty worn out.

But to Mavis, who couldn't possibly have noticed it but didn't flatly change his complexion, the escorts only looked like they'd given up with their shoulders up.

Two days after that, around the time of the two morning bells (9 a.m.), after two camps, Mavis and the others were well on the streets to the city with nothing in particular.

"I'm sorry. If it had been, Lord Mavis would have made it to the city and been able to rendezvous with his people before yesterday evening..."

Yes, if Mavis was alone, he would have arrived for a long time, but although Mavis' treatment had blocked the wound and stopped bleeding at once, the wound in his body was far from being fully healed after losing a large amount of blood, and the girl's legs, which were still very unlikely to be in good shape, were slow and delayed for an entire day.

Still, even if the escort carried the girl, the speed would not increase so much, and above all, the girl had to walk herself because the compression caused by carrying negatively affected the girl's wound, and if she did poorly, the wound would open and possibly re-bleed.

It doesn't even begin to complain about the merchants who won't let me in the carriage. Half a day to go, I just had to work hard.

If we keep going, we can reach the city by evening. As long as we get to the city, it is possible to hire a carriage or, if anything, buy it away. And before that, seeing a healing magician for a girl.

(Should I have entrusted the letters addressed to the Miles to those who wanted to pass by carriage? If that were the case, if I were to say that I would pay five more silver coins, and the recipient would pay five more silver coins, they would have taken it.

... No, this is a request I took of my own volition, for profitability externality. You can't involve everyone. Until you turn back the road, too.

Once we get to the city, once again, it is also possible, in the form of a regular fee in line with the market, to receive a request for nomination through the guild, as a 'red vow', to receive a request for escort until we cross the border…)

When Mavis was thinking about it, 'it' came.

Yes, you couldn't have put all that force into it and let me get away with it.

Perhaps they waited for the search forces that were sending them out to each side in a dispersed manner to return, ahead and in a suitable place for the raid.

That number, roughly thirty.

"Hmm, I pulled six out of 40 platoons a platoon, two of them into an injured escort, and one of them sent the city to hire a carriage, 31 left, something like that?

Similar to the last time, at the time of confirming his appearance as an enemy forward, a line transitioned to a defensive formation with nearby Oki on his back. And as expected, Mavis decided so with a calm voice towards the enemy who had emerged and besieged from the grass on the rear and left and right of the street.

"... the female swordsman that you defeated the six men you sent out to search? You're still young, but you're a big arm.

And there would have been thoughts there, but I thank you for missing them without taking my men's lives. "

That said, an elderly soldier lowered his head lightly. Perhaps the commander of this unit, per platoon leader.

"But that's it, this is this. I'm sorry, but I'm going to let you do our job. Let's get it on."

Mavis snorts in silence and snorts at the words of the enemy commander.

And there, a voice hung from behind.

"Hunter, Lord Mavis. I happen to meet him, and he... hired him to treat his daughter, but no longer has. At this time, the contract is terminated. Please, keep walking away and continue your training journey..."

In this number difference beyond expectation, no matter how good an individual's arm is, it is impossible to win.

Five gold coins are worth five times as much as one gold coin. But five skilled soldiers are not five times more powerful than one skilled soldier. Five soldiers trained to fight in cooperation with their peers are not five times more powerful than one soldier, but ten or twenty times more powerful. And that, if it were thirty......

The leader of the escort would have set this place as their place of death because they had no chance of winning in the end, and would have shown in those words that they dared to be nothing more than a hunter of hire, and that they did not teach them the circumstances, in order to let Mavis escape without involving them.

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The enemy commander is waiting for Mavis. Perhaps he also thinks that it is inherently irrelevant and that there are times when young, futuristic swordsmen are left to die for no reason.

Besides, if you fight, you could give out extra dead or injured people, even though how much victory is certain. I also don't think my handles will be put on top of me because I defeated one young female hunter who was hired.

If you don't have to fight a nasty awesome swordsman, it will be a superimposition.

".................. ok. So the escort contract has been..."

"Um, I took care of you. Now let us be magnificent…"

Mavis' words continued, blocking the words of the escort leader.

"And Mavis von Austin, I found a girl who was attacked by thieves and in crisis, by righteousness, I will help you!

"" "" "" Nah, what the heck! "" "

The voices of the enemy allies were hammered.

"Hey, why..."

Mavis answered flatly to the shivering voice of the escort leader.

"It's an easy thing. That's because I'm the one who aspires to be a knight, a man named 'Mavis von Austin' and a member of the Hunter Party 'The Red Vow'. Besides, saving the princess is the duty of the brave, isn't it? And..."

"And?"

Mavis answered the escort leader with a strained chest.

"Because it's so cool!!