Going for the plain city of Spiris with the sword of the righteous ancient elf as a scepter, I finally took a huge sigh of sight when I saw the sky twilight and see the stars. This is it in a few minutes walking out. The plains where the night book descended are dangerous. But I don't have time to stop. I don't know when this right leg of ice will melt. We're keeping trace amounts of magic flowing now, but that's only a matter of time, too. Much magic, I've used it.

Using signs sensing, proceed with concern for the area. My legs won't stop watching as the wind at night sweeps through the meadows like waves. It seems Glasswolf is not in the neighborhood, and peace itself. But only then can trouble happen to me these days. It's like the protagonist correction, but it won't be. I can't help but care about things that don't exist. I am now an adventurer unfortunately stabbed by a robber and, realizing it, traveled with an elf companion made of a little edge in a different world, only to defeat Wyburn alone. That... that sounds kind of like the protagonist when I hear that...?

What a foolish thing to walk through, the sign sensing sensed something approaching, multiple things approaching from the 5 o'clock direction. Well, it would be a demon.

He stops and looks back as he sets up a sword pulled out of his sheath. Then the bush at the end of his gaze shook, and the next moment, it was Goblin that popped up. Rusty, he shook up a sword that could not even be described as a worn out weapon and attacked it resolutely. but goblin then i can't take it down. The goblin falls diagonally uneven if the sword is swept off as the goblin moves toward it, and the goblin is twofold if it is swept aside. If you swing it down vertically, it will split between the right and left bodies. Boulders are ancient elf swords. It's a real cheat.

But I decided to pull this guy out after I mastered the sword moves. It is quite self-loathing to wave this sword while still half a serving, albeit in situations where my life was at stake.

"Though I can't belly my back, I feel sorry for you..."

I look at the jade blade in my hand and squeal. Oh, I'm so sorry. He walks out again with a goblin weapon in a vain bag as he sinks into an ocean of regret and self-loathing. I'll definitely buy a sword when I get back to town. Let's buy a guy as good as the sword the Admiral gave us. When I saw the broken sword I lowered to my waist, I made up my mind.

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It's been an hour since I started walking. Its brightness is well visible in the darkness of the night. It's Spirit. He's back to a distance where the town can clearly be confirmed. There were several goblin raids, but it was a special negative slash and two. The fact that the bag is filled with goblin swords makes me feel even better.

On the outer wall you can see a guard with a pine light walking. I can't see it clearly to my face, but when I found out that people were there, my footsteps became lighter naturally. Proceed to the plains in an early walking mood.

And finally, gradually, far awaited, we reached the west gate of Spiris. I met the gatekeeper standing in front of the gate. Trying to say hello,

"Hih!

and attracted my face. What, are you even haunted?!? And - I look all the way back, but no one. What's so frightening?

"Oh, look at you. I'm freaking out!!

"Eh."

What's so frightening about it? What am I afraid of? [M]

"Chi, isn't it bloody...!

"Ah."

Yes, it was. I wore it from my head when I cut Wyburn's stomach. Oh, I see, so if I did, and the goblins would have raided! They're sensitive to the smell of blood...

"It's okay, don't worry. 'Cause it's okay."

"No, no, no, no. Scary, scary, scary! Don't come any closer!

Jaki! And they pointed the spear at me. Son of a bitch... I'm really hard already...

"Let me in town... I'm hurt. This blood is returning blood."

"What return blood!? No way, you're not a person......!?

A gatekeeper with a spear asks me a question.

"No, it's Wyburn. He's dead in the woods over there."

"Is...? Wyburn......?

I freaked out, speared out, and finally let myself go, gatekeeper. It's really hard already, so it's time to smell like trouble.

"Mr. Harold, call me. 'Cause if you say the rabbit's calling, he'll come."

"Ugh... ok. For now, wait there!

The gatekeeper who returned to his freaking sanity told him that you would stop by the window next to the gate and summon Harold. Then the door opened and Mr. Harold, the guard captain for the West End, came a few minutes after the thing.

"Lord Asagi!! Are you all right?

"Oh, Mr. Harold. Good. To Wyburn in the woods..."

"I'm listening to you. I was just forming a squad. In the meantime, the story is inside..."

That said, Mr. Harold lends me his shoulder. I can take you straight into the door by the gate. It was like a jar inside, and I was led to a place like a dormant room in it. I get put to sleep in one of those beds, but now when I lie down, I'm absolutely confident I'll lose consciousness. I just stopped to say no to Mr. Harold and sit down.

"It has been reported that Wyburn's turn was discovered. And the adventurer challenged..."

"Yes. I interrupted where my shield was crumbling with a terrible wound. And he missed the adventurers and fought alone."

"That, Wyburn...?

Ji and Mr. Harold looked at me.

"I did it."

And I forced Doya to look at me with a tired face.

"... Huh! Who are you...! Really......!

Full and excited, Mr. Harold sees me with a look like he can't hide his excitement. When I look at that face, I snap my throat and laugh. Fished by that, Mr. Harold laughs, too, and eventually laughs aloud at each other forgetting that it's a hypnotic room for both of us.

"Ha-..., my stomach hurts in many ways...!

"A man named you is utterly impotent!

"Because, you know, you can't get away with it. It was my eye that I would kill you."

"That's why it's insane to crusade! But that's what I like."

"Goddamn...... thank you. By the way, who's the adventurer who's been running away?

Ask what you forgot to ask. Will Rex and Danny and the others be safe?

"Yeah, I'm protecting you over here and letting you treat me in the infirmary at the central jam. Lord Danny, who had a shield, had a deep wound, but Spiris has a brilliant medical magician. He said it was over."

"That was good. Really..."

Back then, I stood up, but it was good to interrupt. I helped you by stepping on it. [M] Really good.

"Then I will retrieve the Wyburn, which was completed by Lord Asagi in a formed squad. There is no body to return to the earth!

"Yeah, please. Oh, and it would be helpful if you could tell my party member Daniela that I'm here."

"It's cheap! Okay, get treated in our infirmary and get some rest!

Now a paragraph, huh? Mr. Harold lent me his shoulder again. The two of us walked to the infirmary and had the medical magician treat the cut on his right thigh with magic. I had my injury healed by magic for the first time, but something seems odd. It feels like a suture that leaves no trace if you make me accustomed to Western medicine. [M]

He also treats injuries safely and lays down in the infirmary bed. Oh, it's been a terrible day. It was just another world adventure, Tan. What happened today is repeated behind my head when I sank into bed. [M] I got out of the tree, knocked down Glasswolf, tried to follow the big signs and at Wyburn...

"I'm glad they helped me..."

The consciousness fades gradually. Let's get some rest. I couldn't think of anything when I closed my eyes. And as it was, my consciousness traveled into my dreams.