Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

"Come on, it's dangerous, isn't it?

With that said, I open my hands behind my back at the same time as the gunfire and drop what's inside on the floor.

The potato fell. Sole is a bullet.

"Huh?! Then, stupid!

The man dressed as a sailor groans with dismay.

And then he stuck out his pistol even more.

Bread! Bread! Bread!

It sounds like a burst, but I take a bullet fired with one hand, just like I did earlier.

I can do it. I made it...

I had never seen a bullet before during that museum raid, but I could still see a bullet fired from the muzzle then.

This time, all the trends of the people who were originally in the room were monitored by exploratory magic, so I also found that one of the sailors would put up a gun shortly after I exchanged words with a man who seemed to be the captain.

Only one of these sailors acted or was in an unnatural position, and he was willing to kill.

I grabbed it with my magical hand to try, because I had deployed a "barrier" to cover my entire body before I entered anyway, so I had no fear of getting hurt.

I saw ballistics even more clearly this time when I was hit from the front.

... I feel like I'm seriously out of line.

"Hih! Ba, bucket of stuff!

The man who fired the gun removes his pistol and lags behind.

Rude!

"I don't know why the sailors are working with terrorists, but get some sleep."

I approached the man without panic and flashed my back fist gently against his chin. The man whose brain was shaken collapsed by ascending consciousness on the spot.

I look around again.

The sailors watched this one with vigilant eyes as they bowed down. No one is making suspicious moves.

"... I am in charge of this ship. What is your purpose?"

A man who spoke to me earlier tried to hide his men behind his back and came forward.

It's amazing that we can act like this on this occasion.

He showed up all of a sudden, ravaged with terrorists. I don't know. A man in a mask and a flashy coat.

Yeah. That's suspicious. Definitely a reported case.

There's no way I'm not alert.

"I came to rescue a luxury passenger ship because I found out it was occupied by terrorists. I have no intention of harming anyone other than terrorists.... I was just... shot, so I just fought back."

I dare answer in a pale tone, wondering if it would be strange to be too polite.

"... well. Thank you first. Looks like the sailors there were fellow terrorists. So..."

Looks like it's over.

Captain? Saito comes into the room and says to interrupt the conversation with

"Oh. By the way, is there an injured person or something?

I nod to Saito and turn to the captain and ask him.

"!! Oh yeah! Rob!!"

Shortly after his hazy face, the captain rushes over to the sailor who was down.

"Hey! Rob! Hang on!!

The man known as Rob was moaning with blood from his lower abdomen.

It was! That said, one of you was down.

I rush to the man's side to check the condition.

He doesn't seem to have any bullets left in his body, but he's bleeding a lot and he's barely conscious.

"Out of the way!

That's what I said. When I pull the captain apart, I hang the 'healing magic'.

I can feel the wound regenerating, but I can't see it from the outside.

Still, when the healing is over, the pain disappears from the man's expression and his breathing calms down.

Apparently, there was no damage to the large blood vessels or vital internal organs, and the bleeding wasn't as bad as it looked. There doesn't seem to be any signs of bleeding shock.

"Rob, Rob? This..."

"It's all right now. It's gonna take a little while to regain consciousness because there's so much bleeding, but there's nothing else going on with my life."

Captain surprised by the change in men.

When I finally asked him where to put him to bed, he said there was a captain's office in the back and there was a bed there, so he moved the man.

"Thank you. Thanks to you, I'm going to miss my men."

The captain thanked me for transporting the man back to the steering room.

The other sailors seem busy moving around.

"We're stopping the ship now. It's a big ship. It's not easy just to make it stop."

My gaze (head movement because you're not supposed to see it in the mask?) So he explained to me whether he had guessed.

"My name is Jack Buyer. I am captain of this ship. I want to hear it again. Who are you? As far as I can tell, I don't even think of him as a regular military or police officer."

I'll be working on it for 24 hours. It's like a federal agent. Is that okay now?

I wonder how I answered, but the answer was brought from side to side diagonally upwards.

His name is Sorcerer King Kronos.

What?! Hey, man!

"Well, call me Professor."

"Please call me" -!

Saito! How dare you name me!!

And what a betty name! You're going to shock me to death!

"Hey......"

"Right. Now, Mr. Kronos and the Professor, let me ask you what you're going to do. We will cooperate as much as we can."

"It would be helpful if you did."

Please. Please don't ignore me and move on.

"Let it be, Captain! Do they trust these inept people!

One of the sailors absurds his voice.

Not as much as the captain, but he's wearing a uniform that's a little more silly and decorative than the rest of the sailors.

I know what it's like to call someone who doesn't know how to do it.

"Mr. Bernap, I know how you feel, but this is an emergency. At least they helped us. You saw, too, the power that instantly wiped out more than ten armed terrorists. If he cares about it, he won't have to do anything to fool us. We need to try to fix this as soon as possible."

You didn't destroy him, did you? I knocked him out, but he's not dead? Please don't say anything noisy.

"But I dressed like this as a joke..."

"Lieutenant! I'm sorry. He's good, but he's a little too serious."

"No, don't worry, it seems natural."

Was this man the deputy captain? I guess a deputy captain on such a big ship would be pretty good. And Saito, why do you answer?

If we're having any more conversations, we're not going to be able to talk in the right direction, so let's do what we have to do.

I just hungry and squatting terrorists in 'restraint (bind)' and hang 'healing'.

"Gu, Ki, what the hell..."

"Why don't you answer my question?"

The pain disappears and he stares at me. I speak to the terrorist man.

"You think I'm going to answer! to us...... Grrr!!

I don't intend to take the time to step on the groin of a man who almost said something extra.

Gucha! I felt worse and the man screamed terribly.

Completely heal with "healing" immediately.

"Ha-ha-ha! You…"

"How many of you got on this ship?

"Whatever they do, we are, huh?! Grrr!!"

I disliked the feeling so much earlier that I took the fist-sized hammer I used during the war in another world from the item box and shook it down the man's groin.

Sounding scream. I knew it would be better to use tools for mental health. I have a sound barrier around me before I go in, so I'm okay with voices and sounds.

This time it heals immediately.

"How many?

"Hey, no matter how many times they ask me, yah!"

Shake it down, and heal.

"How many?

"Ugh, ahhh!!

Shake it down, and heal.

"What's the answer?

………… Guuuuuuuuu! "

Repeat.

"What's the answer?

"Wow, okay! Goddamn it, ahhh!

Oh, I shook it down.

"Then why don't you answer me? First of all, how many people, including you?

"Ha ha ha... ok! No more because I answer!!... seventy-eight in all."

They're finally being honest. That's a good thing from the start.

............... is that it? Hey, I'm a better villain?

"... placement?

"Sixteen in control of the steering room, fifteen in the monitor room, eight in the engine section, the rest on passenger and perimeter alert."

I know it feels like a lot of people, but there aren't 78 of them on a ship this size, right?

"That's all... right! Is that why it's today with fewer passengers and sailors!

Captain Buyer whines when he was coming close.

"What do you mean?

"There are more than 1,000 people aboard this ship as passengers. There are also over 700 sailors and service staff. But now the passengers are mostly moving to hotels in Japan for sightseeing, and the sailors are taking turns spending their vacation on the ground. Security and service staff are still there, but half of them should still be on leave to disembark. The sailors alone will not forgive us as hostages..."

"There are a lot of Japanese customers now."

"That would be the case. If the Japanese were held hostage, the Japanese police would never be able to attack."

You're being licked perfectly, Japan.

"Sailors and your people, who else is Jeed? How many are there?!

"............! Seven! Seven, including that one. Two for security and engineers, and then I don't know."

I didn't try to answer the Captain's question, so I shook up the hammer and spoke.

Don't give me any trouble.

I wonder if I've heard more.

When I look around to make sure, for some reason, they're all on their inner thighs and holding down their groins.

Because?

"What's wrong with you?

"Yes, no, it's a little too much visual stimulation"

When Saito answered, others were snorting.

Ah, I'm sure it might be a little tight for a guy just to watch.

But Kata arrived early, so bear with me.

"... bomb... yes! You didn't bring in the bomb, did you?

There it is.

He planted a bomb during the museum raid.

"Well, that... was going to set up with the engine department and the bottom of the ship"

"Hey, what? What kind?"

"I don't know that. The bomber is another guy."

The bomb is a mess.

If a hole is drilled or sunk in the bottom of the ship, it won't be stylish.

"Anyway, we have to do something about the bomb. Mr. Kronos, can you help me?"

Of course I'm going to, but maybe that name, is it confirmed yet?

Seriously?

............... Saito, I'll cry later!!