I Was Kicked out of the Hero’s Party Because I Wasn’t a True Companion so I Decided to Have a Slow Life at the Frontier

"It's hard, but I'll do my best"

"Thank you very much"

Al bowed down at the returning guest.

Now, Al is sitting at the counter of Red's shop and doing a store keeper.

Over the past week, neither reds nor lits have been in stores.

Basically, it seems that one or the other remains in the store, but today neither is there and Al is keeping the store.

Al has little knowledge of the drug, so if you have a question about which drug to use, Red just asks you to write down the symptoms and then go to deliver it later.

The number of customers is not constant.

But customers came much more frequently than Al had expected, and Al was struggling to find the medicine.

"I want a bottle of whiteberry paste."

"Yes, yes!"

Some people point to the shelves and say they want this medicine, while others say the name of the medicine.

There is a label on the shelf that tells what the medicine is, but it's still pressure to keep customers waiting.

"Um, there was, whiteberry paste."

Finally find a hot breath.

There is relief that he can pass safely, and Al gives the product with a smile.

"It will be 2 perils!"

Witch-like man puts eight quarterperil silver coins on the counter

"Did the guards do anything bad?"

"e?"

The man who put the silver muttered.

A man with a small height in the style of a magician dressed in dirty clothes full of stains. She has a slender cloth bag on her back. Al felt like seeing this man in South Marsh.

"Because the guard hates us in South Marsh, I don't want to catch the culprit. Rather, Al, I'll catch you in the form of lying."

The scene of Tanta one week ago caught in Al's mind.

At that time, Guard Captain Moen apologized, but ...

"If there's anything, count on Big Hawk. He doesn't tolerate his enemies, but he's kind to South Marsh's buddies. Your parents are now at Big Hawk."

"... but my dad told me to stay here."

"I understand my dad's feelings, because the guards are always aiming for Big Hawk and us to hurt. We would have felt safer away."

The man leaned forward and grabbed Al's shoulder.

Al intensifies himself.

"But that's not the case. Al, you're being targeted by guards. This shop is being watched."

"Surveillance? @ That's stupid ..."

"Why can't you say nothing?-The best solution for the guards is Al, are you lying?"

“…………”

The man's hand grabbed Al's shoulders.

A little pain runs on my shoulder.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I just worried about you."

The man distorted his mouth.

Stroke Al's shoulder to reassure him and let go.

"Well, Big Hawk cares about you anyway. You feel danger. And, well, if you're stuck with something that keeps you going, come to the mansion. Do you know the location?"

"I'm a resident of South Marsh, too."

An out-of-place mansion that stands in the South Marsh District where the stairs line up.

There is no other South Marsh inhabitant in the South Marsh Ward who does not know the name of the Bandit Guild No. 2 or the Big Hawk.

Those who live in South Marsh are deducted from their small gains and are to be housed in Big Hawk. Instead, she guards the South Marsh Ward, which is so insecure that her guards dislike it.

To be honest, Al wasn't a good impressioner.

"Tell the guard of the mansion, 'I'm Al.' I'll kiss your cheek and serve you a warm soup in the mansion."

"Oh, thank you very much"

Callan and the door bell rang.

A nurse at the Newman clinic. He probably came to buy medicine.

"Oops, don't get in the way of your business. It was a long time bad.

The man put his bag on the counter.

"Are you recently awakened to blessing? I heard from my dad, even the weapon master. It's a big deal. When we woke up to blessing, regardless of age, we give ourselves the way of life of a selfish child and God. I am recognized as an adult who plays a role that has been done. That is the rule. "

"Are you an adult?"

"It's that farewell, to the star of expectation that emerged from South Marsh. If you grew up in South Marsh, use that power for South Marsh. I've survived. ''

I opened the bag and found a short shotel inside.

"Th-This is!?"

When Al pulled out of the sheath and saw the shine, Al screamed.

"It's a sculpture made of red steel, enchanted with fortification. I got it from a peddler in Igos, the blade town."

"I can't afford this expensive thing!"

The value will probably be more than 3000 perils.

It is a kind of famous sword that is finally obtained by a C-rank adventurer who has passed through the shambles.

"I'm okay. It's a blessing for the future weapon master. God bless you."

Before Al could throw his weapon back, the man distorted his mouth and laughed, leaving the store quickly.

As the man left, a nurse working at the Newman clinic approached the counter worried.

"Are you okay? Do you know that person?"

"... It's like living in the same town as me."

Al managed to explain that much.

After a while, Red is back.

"Welcome home, Mr. Red"

"Well, right now."

"Litt?"

"I don't think we'll be back for a while now."

Al looked so disappointed when he heard it.

Having a sword taught by Litt in the evening was a great pleasure for Al now.

"I can't practice with a lit today ... yes, yes, I'll try to compete today."

"What about Red?"

"I don't use shorts, so I can't teach me how to use a sword like a lit ...

"Yes, yes."

Nevertheless, Al does have a contempt for Red.

Anyway, my usual practice partner is Hero Litt.

We know that Red is a swordsman who doesn't stay in the D rank range, but he still has a huge gap with heroes.

(And Red isn't a shorttel)

A copper sword still on his waist.

If you are particular about weapons, it is a cheap thing you should not choose.

The price would be 5 perils.

It can't be compared to the shovel of that business, which has received over 3,000 perils today.

Al noticed that Al was trapped in such thoughts.

Red moves to the backyard and picks up the broom leaning against the wall.

"Okay, let's do it."

"e?"

Red hand has a broom.

I don't even have a wooden sword.

"What happened?"

"No, no, what's the weapon?"

"Your weapon is at your waist."

"That's not it! @ Red's!"

Red grinned grinning.

"One broom is enough"

Blood caught on the head of Katu and Al.

I don't know why I came to my head. However, I knew from a distance that this was the blessing urge.

I am a Weapon Master using Shotel. I believe this weapon is the strongest.

Still, the opponent says that a broom that is not a weapon is enough.

Is such a thing allowed? Shotel is stupid!

Yes, the weaponmaster's blessing was whispering to Al.

Al does not wait for the signal to start, and Al pulls out his sword while running.

Although it is a short crushed soft iron for practice, it is a lump of metal. You will be injured if you are hit hard.

However, at this time, Al was struck by the desire to swing through with all his power without hesitation.

"e?"

Al, who should have jumped to Red, noticed looking up at the sky, which turned red at sunset.

Apparently it has fallen to the ground somehow.

What the hell was, Al looked down at Red with a confused head. The desire for blessing was blown away by surprise.

"Weaponmasters are strong in fear and confusion, but weak in anger. First, rule yourself."

"Eh, oh, eh?"

"I paid for your feet, without thinking about it."

I didn't see anything.

Al, despite being explained, can't remember how he was knocked down.

"Sure, a broom is a less than a substitute for a weapon. But it has a longer reach than a short. It would make more sense for a broom to touch you first if you sneak in."

Al jumped up.

"Hoo"

Red laughs happily.

Al's face was no longer angry at the moment, and he turned his sword to Red, burning his passions in his heart, as cold as a sharpened steel.

"Like, those guys grow."

This time, Red set up a broom against Al, who was slowly setting himself up.

"Martial arts! Shock sword!"

Al shouted and shook his sword, and his sword became a blade and gushed.

"Ah, have you already taken martial arts?"

When Red shakes his broom lightly, Al's shock sword is easily flipped and gone.

"Yacht"

Al intended to get enough time, but with the shock sword, he quickly approached Red and was struck by the tip of a broom in front of him. I do not know how many times.

"I give up"

"Don't stop taking any more martial arts skills. Martial arts are gorgeous, but first they have basic abilities. `` Now it's better to approach safely and prioritize the skills to fight. ''

"Yes……"

I couldn't get past Red's time, and I finally used my skills, but this was also lightly prevented.

"Okay, do you want to do this today?"

"that……"

"What is the question?"

"Why are you so strong but a D-rank adventurer?"

Litt was also a master of the tongue, but Red's strength is unknown.

Al knew in a direct confrontation that Red was a transcendental warrior comparable to Litt, albeit still a hairy amateur.

"Well, yes. I don't think you have to be great because you're strong."

"e?"

"I'm having fun now. I'm doing a shop with Rit, sometimes giving a little help to a child like Al, and reaching out if someone nearby is in trouble ... What? "

"But it's a great hero who is respected by many people, plays a blessing role, and leaves a name in a very big history ... Isn't that better life like that !?"

Red is smiling laughingly.

"I was worried about blessing a while ago and you said that the warrior's blessing was better, but it seems that you have already completely adapted to blessing."

"Well, oh ... that's right."

Al noticed a change in his thinking and was appalled.

One day, Al wanted to be a hero.

"Good, that's life. Living with the sword, making a name, dying with the sword, leaving a name. That would not be bad either."

“…………”

"But I was different. That's it."

"I think I'm a big hawk stakeholder today. He gave me a sword swing."

"The sword?"

"It's a very expensive sword and with this I can be a hero like Mr. Litt. I thought so ... but I thought it was really what I thought or blessed Did that mean ... I don't know. "

"I don't even know inside others' hearts, but that's right ... ask your sword if you're worried."

"Listen to the sword?"

"Do you want to cut more enemies or just defend your precious people ... this is a sale from an acquaintance who was good at old spears?"

"... That's right, thank you!"

"Oh, let's have dinner soon."

"Yes!"

Staring at her training sword, Al nodded vigorously.

The blade is a mirror that reflects your heart.

Interact with your true heart through the blade.

It seems that the Crusader and the spearmaster, Theodora, taught the knights of the shrine to do so in case of trouble, against the urge of blessing.

The life of an ascetic cathedral knight and the impulse of blessing each other often conflict.

When I was struggling to teach a girl with the protection of `` Wild Children '', Theodora who always had a model-like warrior-like face, when I began to laugh and remember, both me and the high elf Yalandrara I was surprised.

"I was struggling hard, but in the end I've become a cathedral knight that I'm proud of."

even if,

"I'll give you a sword ..."

Will you look into the sword later?