I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

"What the fuck!

"You're the one who's been causing this first, aren't you? Because you don't forgive me for apologizing anymore?

"You don't. Wow!

"Don't spit on me!

On the way back to the inn. The adventurers were arguing somewhere in the middle of the road.

One seems to be drunk on alcohol. They are equipped men who specialize in barbarian style, fur on their bald heads.

It is the young adventurers who are still arguing with them. This one would be an orthodox adventurer. It was a bowman of good age who was still to say a girl who was at the head of the line and talking to each other.

It is a commonly seen scene in Urmut today, where there is not enough security hand in the role of going in and stopping between. People around them also look annoying and avoid them.

Neither is so strong, and I would normally leave them without getting involved. Or do you want to beat both of them up and stop fighting?

I'm still doing this with recoil caused by the use of divine attributes, Fran, but I don't care about the extent of these guys.

But Fran never moved on to the attack and was stopping in front of them.

It was someone I knew who was arguing.

"Hey. What are you doing?

"Huh? Dr. Fran!

The young adventurers were Fran's short-term disciples, Naria and Miguel. Look at me, Naria looked like one of the bad guys. Probably because Fran's tone had a slightly blameworthy color.

"Huh?

"Whew!"

The drunk also puts cancer on Fran and Naria blatantly wolves. He saw Fran frowned lightly.

"Annoyance Around"

"Yes..."

"Ahhh?

To Fran's short words, Naria the Archer and Miguel the Great Swordsman faint with a blue face. But there was no way I could tell what Fran was capable of on drunks, and I got tangled up with Fran.

"Damn it! Don't lie to me!

Short-circuit, I'll reach out...

"Hmm."

"Obe!

Well, here's what happens.

"Miguel, throw it away around there"

"Wow, I get it!

"Fran, Doctor. Thank you for your trouble."

"Mm-hmm. Because I was in the way."

Fran is thanked by Naria and Riddick. Listening to you lightly, they have a lot of trouble this year in particular. I guess people still don't have enough hands.

"Even though I'm tired on my way home from the request, it sucks to be entangled in that kind of foresight!

"Request?"

"Yes."

The Adventurer's Guild today seems to have posted a crusade request outside of town. Particularly common is the crusade of the undead.

They haven't settled on the Undead yet and show themselves around town. Leaving those undead alone also gathers warcraft that feed on them, so we need to get rid of them early.

"Dufour and the others will be gone! It's already bad."

"Dufour, are you gone?

"Yes. I was going to let you help me with my job, but I think I pulled off the inn... I feel sorry for you as much as I lost once!

It seems that Dufour and his people, in the shock of losing to Fran, have just traveled from Urmut.

Talking to Naria like that, there was a shadow that accidentally caught my sign perception. From the roof of a nearby building, looking down at this one.

Master?

'... Ursi, can the guy on the roof?

(On!)

"Well, Fran's the guy in the alley there."

(Okay)

There are three potential opponents. Obviously, I'm letting myself kill against this one. Not being able to contain it would not be that hands-on.

"Doctor. Something's wrong..."

"Shit. I know, so I'll keep talking."

"Oh, I see."

So much so that Naria would look at you, you're still a clutterfish.

'All right, do it!

"Mmm!"

"Gal!"

Fran and Ursi transfer my unleashed thunderbolt magic to signal. And shortly afterwards, he was catching a suspicious man. Again, he's not that strong, he's lightly defeated by Fran and Ursi.

Nalia looks surprised when she suddenly unleashes sorcery and sees Fran dragging the weird men.

"Huh? Uh, Doctor?

"These are assassins. I guess."

"Ha, maybe?

"Mm-hmm. He was letting me kill him"

Naria makes me pull my face. I guess you thought it was too much to stun them and catch them before they were confirmed.

In the meantime, I decided to go into the alley so as not to get in the way, where I would conduct my interrogation.

He heals the guy I paralyzed with electric shock, intimidates him and hits questions after breaking his heart.

"Why did you go after me?

"Yes, fine, it's a request!

An assassin spoke with Bella Bella.

As a result, it just turns out that he was a low-end assassin, just hired by some aristocrat style person. It was a bandit collapse, hired for a shitload of money.

"Let's Just Take You To The Adventurer's Guild"

(Okay)

There are as many reasons to go after Fran as there are. He's a celebrity, and there's a chance he's involved in some kind of illegal bet aimed at a militant tournament.

There will be no first line of other participants' subordinates left so far, but the other possibilities are endless.

When we dragged the assassin Modocchi to the Adventurer Alliance, there was still noise there.

Oh, my God, Diaz said he was raided. Well, he's been held up a little bit. I mean, did you aim for the semifinalists?

"Oh? Fran!"

"Elsa, take this."

"What about these guys?

"Assassin"

"Well! Even at Fran's? All right, whoa! I'll take care of it exactly for you!

"Please."

"Somebody put these guys in jail!

When Fran turns over the assassin, Elsa orders the adventurers to pull themselves together while tongue-in-cheek for some reason.

"And I'm gonna hate it. We have to get confirmation personnel to Hiltoria and Nighthardt... If you have other people, you have to catch them too."

"Good luck."

"If you get Fran to back you up, you'll be a million times better! I'll do my best!

Still, this militant tournament sounds like it's going to be troublesome. To Reids' spy, undead noise. To the nobles of the Kingdom of Charles, assassin noise.

They don't have enough security hands at all. Are you sure you're okay with this? Ma, we're off for the next game.

We need to get Fran back on track.