People walk at speeds of four kilometers per hour. The running speed shall be about twelve kilometers.

I remember walking down the mountain, walking in the woods, finding my way, and then walking to Mr. Ilias for about four to five hours.

This means that we traveled sixteen to twenty kilometers from a place marked with tea glare.

I left the castle at dusk and arrived at the place for an hour.

Um, humans can run at twenty kilometers an hour.

The knights wear armor all over their bodies, each carrying a weapon.

Swords, battle axes, hammers, spears, they're all heavy-duty. What are these guys.

I am very concerned about the average specs of the inhabitants of this world.

Besides, Mr. Ilias has an adult man on his shoulder.

Oh, I got it out of the bag.

"It's good to be here before sundown. There was definitely..."

At night, my vision changes. I was wondering if I could find it inside, but it was a somewhat characteristic tree, so I could find it without hesitation.

"It's this way, but if we go straight up with this number of people, why don't we bowl to the bandits? Though it felt like I was going through it often."

"So is that, it's a pain in the ass to get away"

Hmm, and Mr. Ilias on the Discussion Face. You look like a Rin Knight at times like this.

"What shall we do?"

He inquires with a serious face as he sweats on his forehead. Brain muscle-like.

"I don't know what to do."

Grandpa, the knights look like ideas too. I have to send out a help boat.

"Let's go up to the river a little further away first. in a direction slightly lateral to the destination. That's where we found our way to the cave, so let's go there."

I also remember the shape of the river somewhat. It was like a river that the bandits also used from time to time, and the path of signs that people had passed through was solid.

Speaking of which, I thought if we followed the river, we'd get to where people lived, but the river didn't rendezvous, after all, whether it was on the side or the end of the lake along the way.

"I see. Then it's hard to detect magic."

There's a word out there that I can't hear. What, bandits can use that? No magic knight, no magic bandit. What?

And the point was made that they were all worried.

As for this one, the idea was to say that it would be difficult to proceed without the bandits noticing us while lurking, but as far as they were concerned, they were thinking about how to avoid the eyes of their opponents who could detect their surroundings.

Making noises isn't a question of just being able to hide. If you are concerned, use detective magic to check your surroundings.

Enemy has about ninety degrees of vision available in the undercover mission game, but the bandits who are trying to do something about it now have antennas in all directions, and they're going to watermark the obstacle.

Isn't that pretty difficult?

"If there's something called detective magic, can't they notice it around the cave?

"It would definitely be noticed if I used it regularly. But if it is used, I can also notice this. If you're on the road, you may be able to break it off and escape, but if you're in the nest, you have to take out the treasure, and the exit path is narrow. We just have to wipe them out at once."

Amazing confidence. They feel like a brain muscle, but I guess that's often enough in the first place.

It was actually a march at twenty kilometers an hour, but it must be faster if it's a short walk.

If you do encounter bad luck on the road and are informed by any means, those on the spot could escape even if captured by a fellow who is far away.

But if you push it, you have the strength to destroy it all at once.

"All right, let's go"

Mr. Ilias and his men move on to a forest out of the reach of men. Proceed through the woods and enter the mountains.

I was also amazed at the speed.

When they descend, they desperately pay for the spider's nest and say that they were going through a vicious struggle to avoid catching their bodies in the surrounding grass trees, but they go as if they were not even objects and there was a way there.

And to climb the mountain, he stared at this woman with an indescribable expression, who was responsible for each person without breathing out.

There was a river.

The sun has already set. Only the light that the moonlight illuminates from the gaps in the trees relies on.

But they are progressing without using pine lights.

If they let me down now and I walk, I'm confident I'll fall even if I follow you back.

Is there dark vision magic or something? It is going smoothly enough to say.

"Could you please go up a little bit? I feel wider than I've seen before."

It came to resemble the thinness of the river I remembered when I started going up the river for a while.

Later I just find a place I previously found while observing the riverside, but it's also hard to find it when it's dark like this.

"I think it's around here... hmm?

I finally got him down and kicked something as he was proceeding with careful observation of his feet.

I see that kicked ass even though I react freaking out to the unpleasant feeling.

"- Huh!?"

I thought I'd hold my breath. There was something like a man's arm rolling in there.

My memory passes behind me when I see the bandits.

Yes, one of the bandits in the cave had people's arms.

I saw a brilliant ornament on my arm at that time, but I don't have it on my rolling arm right now.

Perhaps he was removed in this river and only abandoned his disturbing arm.

"This... is probably the arm of an attacked merchant"

"Miserable. Which I'll take home. Because it's too pathetic to feed the beast."

After one knight had finished praying lightly, he picked up his arm, washed the mud off in the river and carefully placed it in the bag in his possession.

The expression of the knights around him had turned into something harsh.

There was a way around where my arms were.

There's a cave ahead.

Silently pointing the way, the knights laid down their weapons and began to walk quietly.

A cave in the mountains, where a group of bandits were based.

There is one guard at the entrance to the cave, and he stands bored.

The only point of watching behind these mountains is if a wild beast comes sniffing around this place.

But to them all the beasts that dwell in this mountain are not enough to take.

We can deal with it if we don't even get ambushed whether it's a bear over four meters.

Exactly. I don't have orders to go to the Black Demon King Killer Mountain further behind the mountain.

"Wow...... yeah? Change?"

Another bandit comes out of the inside when he is stretching out.

"Chi, it's Shomben. Not yet."

"Please, don't put me in my sight."

"Heck."

That's how one of my buddies enters the shade of a nearby tree.

The watchman takes the cigar out of his nose as he sighs.

It's what the merchants used to have.

Ring your fingers and ignite the flame at your fingertips.

"Uh, sometimes even glamorous women are greedy, you're just a fat merchant. You could've killed them."

I exhale smoke as I look at the moon. And I drop it on the floor about half a mile away and step on it.

"Oh, my God, are you shitting me?"

Look in the direction your buddies disappeared and whine.

But at that time, the watch felt strange.

In the dark night, behind the grass trees.

It's like something is looking at this one.

……

Watch uses detective magic.

Doubt is thoroughly explored, and that is the iron rule.

Using detective magic, you can perceive the magic that is around fifty meters.

If it's a person, it can visualize the shape of the person and identify where he is.

And you can measure the approximate power with the amount of magic that the person possesses.

However, if it is a beast that possesses little magic, it is to such an extent that it is visible to the universe.

I guess the only thing floating around is the silhouette with my buddy in the back putting his pants down and putting out something to put out, but I think the lookout.

"... to?

By the time I realized that a number of dark magical figures surrounded this entrance, my head had been blown away by thrown spears.

Tensions ran to the bandits who were in the cave.

A watch used detective magic.

It would still be good if this was all. Because if you feel any sign of something, it is Theory within your peers who immediately detect your surroundings with detective magic.

But the magic of detection suddenly disappeared. Something that disappeared naturally after ten seconds of use was forced out within seconds of being used.

There are two things I can think of, one of which is disarming by demon sealing stones.

And the other is the death of the surgeon.

It is inconceivable to interfere with the detective magic used within your peers.

I mean, whichever is the reason,

"Enemy attack!

The sleeping bandits also jumped up, each taking his weapon in his hand.

The curtain of battle is up. One of the knights strangled one of the bandits in the bush to add for, and handled it promptly.

And when each one was solidifying the perimeter of the entrance, suddenly one of them threw a spear and killed the watch.

"They used detective magic. The vocal surgeons are finished, but they'll soon notice!

A spear-throwed knight raises his voice.

Other knights popped up to go with it and entered the cave.

The leopard rushes through at that speed.

Shortly thereafter the screams begin to rise in the cave.

Whatever you hear, it's not the knights' voice.

"We're going, too. Don't go too far."

"Oh, wow."

Into the cave with Mr. Ilias as his lord.

There is no rush to tell me that my people are breaking in first and fighting hard.

The first few people in the cave were passageways to the extent that they could pass side by side, but soon reached a large cavity.

Pine lights are installed all around the area and the interior is relatively bright.

Therefore, the sight inside was clearly visible.

"Ugh..."

There the knights and the bandits were fighting.

No, it was too one-sided to call it a fight.

The bandits move faster than wild animals. And there are three times as many of them here. It also seems to be working together, not fighting against a single knight one-on-one, but measuring the timing and raiding.

The knights were too strong to say so.

Blow every bandit's arm with a swing of a spear an axe approaching from front to back.

Raise a shield and smash the bandit who was about to be attacked with a hammer for each shield.

The majestically swinging blow of the battle axe slammed the bandit, who was in an unreachable position, against the wall with wind pressure.

It's not like the bandits don't interact with each other from the front... if one of them is a knight, they don't even want to challenge him.

The nausea creeps up as they show a splatter slaughter scene.

But I could stand it.

The knights fought so brilliantly that it struck their hearts.

Perception prevailed over fear.

"Don't stab Todome in the living with powerlessness. But don't condone the guy who's got the energy to run!

"Answer!

The knights raise their voices to match Ilias' decree perfectly.

The bandits were fighting back in desperate shape at first, but there was never a victory or defeat already.

He who bears the deep hand, who will never be able to heal, he who has already been turned into an unspeakable piece of flesh.

No more bandits willing to fight.

"That's noisy."

The cave sways. The knights stop moving.

Several more cavities were seen in the back of the cave, but from one of them emerged a man of muscular abundance.

Big, no, too big.

The man was so huge that I even wondered if the sense of distance had gone mad for a moment.

Anyway, it's bigger than the giant bear it was before. Don't you have five meters, that?

On one arm he holds a stone hammer tied together in multiple chains, a rock that is more gigantic than an adult male.

"I don't know..."

"My knights are vandalizing my bunk..."

I'm the bandit's best friend. As an image, there's something very powerful going on, but that's a different species, isn't it? Are there giants?

The knights fall back. You must be wary of the heterogeneity of this man on the boulder.

Mr. Ilias is moving toward the head of the bandit.

"Are you the head of a bandit? It wasn't reported, but the puppeteer certainly couldn't make it down the hill."

"Am I?"

A man waves down a stone hammer waving an auspicious arm.

Rest in peace. No, even Mr. Ilias is a knight! Avoid hiccups.

Severe earthquakes run through the cave.

At the same time, it becomes flashy.

Sometimes, Mr. Ilias, I grab the hammer with one hand.

"What's the matter, is that giant a decoration"

"This -"

The sound of cracks running, and the hammer smashing and scattering along with the explosion.

I broke the grip, that gorilla.

The head of the bandit is also surprised by the power of the boulder.

"It's a hassle to take them in that figure. Clear your sins here and now."

Mr. Ilias takes the sword.

Isn't that the sheath left on?

And the next moment I wondered, the giant could play.

"Oh... but..."

Leaving the top from the chest and the bottom from the waist, in short, the body of the bandit's head fell to the ground according to gravity due to a blown abdomen.

At the same time, joyful voices are raised by the knights.

"Don't fail to check for fugitives with detective magic. Capture the survivors."

Mr. Ilias came back here as if nothing had happened.

"Apparently it's going to be all right."

"This one's going to have a trauma in his heart."

"Mm-hmm. That's what knights do, right? That's where I want to impress you."

Mr. Ilias protests with a slightly dissatisfied face.

"Why didn't you pull the sword out at the end?

"... I didn't want to tarnish this blade with that much raw blood."

"Right. My sheath caught me trying to pull it out and I couldn't pull it out, so I felt like I hit him like that, you know, because of me."

……

……

"... to that extent -"

"Ok, ok, so don't lift your sword"

There were no bandits who fled.

Seven of the thirty-four bandits, including his head, were captured, all of them dead.

The stolen gold is also safely reclaimed.

Thus the bandit's exorcism was successfully ended, and the mountain descent was carried out.

The average person remains in charge. Needless to say, I was more scared of that power than I was of going.

Behind the woods on Tays territory, there was a stronghold of bandits.

While there are a number of simple tents lined up in logged and opened areas, what stands out is an international large tent in the center.

In that tent, a man with arms sitting in the most lavish chair was listening to his men.

"A flavor of guinea pigeons has been hit?

"Hey, when the scouts went to see how it was, it was just the corpse inside, and Gido's corpse was rolling," he said.

"What about the treasure?

"Unfortunately, it looks like the Knights of Tays recovered it after the raid."

"That place is pretty much behind the mountains. If we don't know where it is, it'll take months to find it. Until then, it's unlikely that the knights will be searching."

"Were you followed?

"No, Gido is an idiot, but he was making his men thorough the way I taught him. There should be enough tail protection."

The man of this ship's arms, his name is Docola.

Previously a well-known bandit in neighboring Ghane, he senses a sense of crisis in Ghane, who has increased his national power unusually since replacing the new king, and moves his place of business to Tayz.

And in a similar environment, he is the one who bound a flavor of bandits fleeing Ghane territory and formed the 'Bandit Alliance'.

Unlike Ghane, where there were many plains and it was difficult to escape and hide, Tayz, where there were many mountain forests with no hands for people to explore, was a dressed feeding ground for them.

Docora lived as a dark part of a country, but he knew what he shouldn't know and was targeted for his life.

At that time, he lost one arm, felt the limits of the assassination business and changed his way of life to banditry.

From these experiences, Docola has a variety of covert know-how, including tracking techniques.

By sharing some of this with the bandits, the knights of Tarzys created the cause of their hands, such as decreasing the likelihood of an alliance capture and increasing the effectiveness of looting by exchanging information.

"What, what kind of hands did they use?"

A kid with no magic stumbles into a mountain and finds a cave? What are the odds?

"Notify the others to refrain from acting fancy for a while. See how they move on this side."

"Hey, and I was wondering, when I counted the bodies at Gido's, it looks like some of them got caught... and the transmitter was among them..."

"Are you worried you'll be tortured and not throw up information on us? He's fine. Even those guys aren't stupid. I am familiar with the fact that our reprisals are many times scarier than the torture of the knights. You'd rather die of torture than throw up information and keep running away from our fears for the rest of your life."

Docola demonstrates the end of the traitor to each flavor.

That was the use of torture and other techniques that Docola was active in as a dark area.

He makes me understand that torturing a beautiful, upright knight is just a service that kills me quickly.

"Increase your purchases of Magic Seal Stone. Keep more tricks."

"Go."

"Well, let's take a look at the Tays"