I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Finally, I'm calm..."

"That's right..."

I agree with Lena's whining, Pauline. Miles and Mavis agreed.

A journey to the West, and following it, to the East.

The visit of the "Servant of the Goddess" who took care of him and his journey to the Empire.

It was on the rise, the episode of the event.

Then, as a "normal C-rank party," the home-based activities were finally resumed.

"Normal is fine..."

"" "Huh?

And to the words of Miles, whispered casually, 'What are you talking about, Koitz?' It was three people, Lena, Mavis, and Pauline, who turned such a frivolous gaze...

"Anyway, now the journey is a paragraph. I'll be based in Wangdu for a while and go for B-rank!

"" "Whoa!!

That's what I said, four people to get their momentum up next to the request board. And watch it raw and warm, the guild staff and the hunters.

Alliance staff look to up-and-coming newcomers. And the hunters, remembering themselves in their youth, became a little sentimental.

Anyway, The Red Oath was currently the most prominent stock in the Wangdu branch and a newcomer to expectations. For fellow hunters, guild officials, … and others….

"So, why don't we stop calling ourselves" New America "or" Running Out "?

"" "Huh?

Surprised by the sudden mileage of words, the three Lenas.

"No, it's been over a year since we graduated from Hunter Training School and became C-ranked, right? I also went on a training journey......

And Mr. Mavis and Mr. Pauline were hunter registered at the F-rank when they entered training school, but Mr. Lena had been hunters for an E-rank since before that, and I was an F-rank too...

In the first place, if it's an F-rank, or more rank, but I just became a hunter on a skip application. Anyway, if I'd been educated neatly for six months in training school, and then named a C-rank hunter more than a year later as "New America" or "Running Out," I thought I'd lose my real rookie position... "

All the other hunters and guild clerks who were listening to Miles were nodding, yeah.

Yes, if these people call themselves "New America" or "Running Out," instead of the ones below, there is no place for senior hunters who are more powerful than they are. So it was gratifying to all of us that they named the middle hunters.

"If you say so, you sure are... You're always too modest to say, and you're too convincing. So from now on, shall we normally just call it the 'C-Rank Party'?"

"Yes, I think that's fine"

"I agree, too. My client would be anxious if she said," Running out, it's a new America. "Besides, the time has passed when being a newbie becomes an exemption... No, we didn't deserve to use such an exemption from the start when we left training school and became C-ranked."

Lena, Pauline, and Mavis also seemed to agree with Miles.

So as of now, the Red Vow was to take off the new America.

"Now we're just one of the most common, commonplace, hunter-crowded C-rank parties..."

The other hunters and guild staff shook their heads with all their might to the words of a happy mile.

... of course, not vertically, but horizontally.

((((((No, no, no, no!!

Returning to his home town (Hometown) and starting his work as a very ordinary hunter, The Red Vow had gone to the city a little further away at the request of an escort and was on his way home.

Since it was a request from the merchant team returning to their city, it was almost a volunteer-like job that they were willing to undertake, considering that they had no party to order because they didn't like the condition that they would walk unpaid on their way home.

Miles didn't hate "Mithrill's Roar," which was a graduation test job for a hunter training school that wouldn't make a lot of money just because it was troublesome, or a party like "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire," which likewise took on a merchant squad escort to the village of Dwarf where dangers and rewards didn't match, that is, this world, or the sensitivity of the country around here where they were called "idiots," even if they thought they did.

Was that, after all, the effect of Miles' words and deeds and "The Japanese Fukashi Tale" or was it originally such a temperament...

Of course, on the way home, it goes off the main streets and through the woods, picking and hunting, making it equivalent to making the usual constant requests for the 'Red Vows'.

No, it was far better fruited than usual because people usually go through places where they don't hunt or collect.

Other hunters, even if they hunt and collect so far from the city, have difficulty transporting them, and because the freshness drops and the price drops, it becomes worse than hunting in the near-field woods.

... storage magic (item box), was against the rule.

I won't have any more trouble with my life with this alone.

In the first place, with this storage magic (item box), you can definitely be hired by nobles, royalty, and big merchants to live a comfortable life. And yet why are you doing the dangerous bottom line job of hunter etc......

Well, if the performance of this storage magic (item box) is known to have no capacity or degradation, there will be a life ahead of us that has nothing to do with the 'mediocre happiness' that Miles wants, so maybe there's no choice...

"... well, here's the village..."

As the miles took off the streets to collect material and went through woods where people were unlikely to come, they hit a small, really small settlement.

"I was going to camp, but right around the village, you can't possibly.

I don't know what else to do. Let's go a little further. "

Ordinary hunters are allowed to sleep in the barn or share a decent meal if there happens to be a village nearby when camping.

How effective is it in resting your body to be able to lay straw and hay in a safe indoor if you are alert to demons and beasts but are exposed to the wind and fall asleep on the ground to sleep......

And a warm, nutritious dinner. … of course, pay not only the cost of materials, but also a sufficient amount of money.

So it is mutually beneficial to hunters and villagers alike.

... with the exception of the Red Oath.

It was much more comfortable and enjoyable to camp alone at night for "The Red Vow", which carries miles of food and a portable fortress toilet made of rocks, a portable fortress bathroom, and a large assembled tent.

And if such a 'red oath' were to camp at night just outside the village, it is certain that the villagers would be suspicious.

So avoid the night camp near the village, it was a 'red vow'......

"Well, maybe a couple of kilometers away."

Miles agreed with Lena and Mavis and Pauline nodded as well.

"Well, a little more..."

"No! Aah!

"... things have changed!

In an emergency, no one wastes their time. When they snorted at the miles of words, they all rushed to the direction of their voices with all their might.... because the voice I heard was that of a young girl yet.

If this is an old man's scream, do you ignore it? It never happens, but the possibility that he acted a little more calmly cannot be denied. Especially the old man's, "I don't like it. Ah! 'If it was a scream......

Anyway, this time it was a scream of a young girl, so there's no problem.

No, the fact that I heard screams is in itself a big problem......

"What's wrong!

The earliest arrival on the scene was not Mavis, the longest legged of the four, that is, with a greater stride per step...... but miles.

No wonder. Somehow, a young girl is asking for help...

"Ta, shi, help..."

And the moment I saw that girl asking for help.

"Keiko!!

Gin!!

I glanced at the guy grabbing the girl's arm and the guys around him, Miles. And......

My expression fell out of Miles' face. … is the second stage.

And I had a grin my eyes weren't laughing at all. ……… is the third stage.

And I distorted my face to anger. …… is the fourth stage, that is, the final form.

"Die, yeah, yeah!"

Histoko.

... it was the name of the sister of Kurihara Kaisa, the previous life of Miles...