Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

"Definitely. It's not human... it's a demon king's gesture. Many pedestrians have been hit before... but I didn't expect such a massive merchant squad to strike -"

A magnificent man who is the leader of this caravan says with a serious look.

The main members of the caravan were gathered in front of a burning fire that was burned with cancer from the beast.

Men are digging big holes nearby. To bury the scattered corpse. I can't afford to put it on a daze, or bring it back. Jobs traveling long distances outside the city cannot be placed in decent graves. The Guster Chamber of Commerce people should have understood that, but it's as sentimental as it gets.

"The caravan is one of the supply lines. Lomburg is a robust but rough land, we cannot continue to fight without food and other supplies. They're probably after it."

Demon King Reinell. That seems to be the name of the Demon King that Lomburg is holding back. He looks like a demon king who leads many warcraft.

That woman looked human. The smell was also human, but when I said that, Albatos also had a human smell when it came to human form. If you did that tragedy on your own shortly after you screamed, it would be quite powerful.

The leaders of each chamber of commerce, the mercenary party leaders of the escort, each discusses with a serious face.

I lay on the side of the fire and listened to it. [M]

"It will take a week to get to Lomburg in a hurry. If the supply line is to be cut off, it will definitely strike again."

"... I just have to face it"

That woman apparently didn't belong to any chamber of commerce. But there are quite a few of these caravans. Even if one stranger was mixed up, it's normal to think of him as someone from another chamber of commerce.

And forming a large caravan meant that we could ensure some safety, but at the same time slow our legs. I don't think we can make it to Lomburg alive, even if we abandon the shipment.

"It's hard to imagine a professional mercenary accustomed to escorts saying he can't raise one voice against the raid. Probably... I think he was hit by an ambush. Not many opponents... maybe not one"

Cenri opens her mouth as an end knight and an expert against monsters. Everyone listens to Cenri, who met with a woman and saved the lives of two mercenaries.

Even I can wipe out the Guster Chamber of Commerce. But if I meet from the front, I'll give you about the time to give the signal.

The Guster Chamber of Commerce had five mercenaries on it. Depending on its strength, it's like five minutes for poking a void.

The escort hired by the caravan is never weak.

I'm just human. Because you're human, your physical abilities are vastly inferior, and if you get ambushed, you're susceptible to collapse. Sometimes they may have been caught off guard because they were looking like women.

If you ask me, it's hard to think that if the other person is a devil's gesture, he's alone.

It's ridiculous to be attacked alone by a giant caravan who doesn't know what's out there. I'm not used to reading information from these situations, but Cenri's words make sense.

And I also know there's not a lot of them. Sometimes the Demon King's army is smaller than that of humans, and if you can move a massive army in the first place, you don't need to hang it by surprise attacks or anything.

"Defeat... can you? Lord Cenri."

The merchant captain looks at Cenri. Cenri looked down at me and I rang small.

Let's work together. I was scattered adored, so that's how much I should do. My nose can detect an ambush from afar.

Cenri stroked my head flat and said with a serious face.

"Baron's nose can detect the raid. It was also this girl who just realized that the woman was the enemy."

"... if that's true, he's an incredibly good dog. It's more useful than a hound or something......... where did you get it?

"... I fed him, I nostalgic, he followed me"

I did not hesitate to lick the fingers Cenri had offered me. [M]

It is admirable. He looks down at me, shaking my tail like a centipede. The cold eyes seemed to question my dignity as a person. [M]

Cenri continues.

"Besides, I... can use magic to sense the surroundings. Coupled with Barron, you should be able to prevent surprise attacks."

Mercenaries open their eyes to the words. The magician's expression turns into something surprising.

Cenri's sword skill is already known. Even though it would be amazing to use healing magic on it, it would be more useful than a lousy magician if detecting magic could be used as well.

The captain spoke for everyone's doubts as if he couldn't say a word.

"Lord Cenri, who are you? I've been helped many times, and if it's hard to say... I don't think your abilities are just mercenaries"

The look on Cenri's face is overwhelming. We're being chased. The origin should be hidden as much as possible, but the name is already known. Because the only ID my father gave me was mine.

My gaze is focused. I've already caught my attention. Cenri stretched her spine firmly and said pale.

There's nothing about being despised in that position.

"I... was part of the former Knights of the End. Now I'm traveling alone and alone for a reason. I want you to keep this a secret."

To the word, the captain's eyes open to the limit. End knights are rarely visible to you. It was embarrassing if only a mercenary had blown it, but Cenri had an atmosphere of human separation.

And from that day on, we became The Mysterious Victory Goddess and Dog of the Ex-Ending Knight.

Apparently, the ex-ending knight had more impact than a dog that could detect the raid.

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Since that day, the form of the caravan has changed. It's an emergency, I can no longer tell you how close the Chamber of Commerce is to each other or how secret it is.

The formation that would form during the night break, at the price of comfort, became more dense, bringing together non-combatants at the centre, in a form protected by the mercenaries around it.

To the pressing air, the children were also quiet. I kept quiet, too.

The raid took place every night. The woman did not come out, as at first, but a beast, clearly not wild, attacked the camp and several were injured.

Now that I think about it, that woman was probably the personnel to get her into the caravan. If it collapsed from the inside, this rather huge squad would have collapsed in no time either.

To recover, to explore, to fight, Cenri was a great player in the octagonal arms.

The power of her exploration is the effective use of positive energy. It alters the nature of energy and detects what moves with a wire of faint force stretched out on the reticle.

My detection uses odor, but Cenri's doesn't need odor. You don't seem to know as far away as I do, but it's clearly superior compatibility. I don't have my standing. And whenever the power of exploration was used, my body was a little uneasy, which was also troubling.

The smell of the woman was pretty far away, but she was always following me around. It's proof we're still after this one.

What is the opponent perceiving and following the caravan exactly? Maybe he uses the smell just like me.

And the fifth night. Around the time Lomburg was approaching, the captain called everyone in and said.

"It's time to put on a battle. Let's wipe them out. If we continue to be raided like this, we will be jilli poor. So far, it's not zero wear."

The words were mixed with truth and lies. The consumption is not zero, but there is no problem ignoring it so far. If we're going to be safe, we shouldn't strike out of here.

But perhaps the captain is also thinking about the future.

This caravan is pretty massive. So even after the first raid, I could get back on my feet. If that had been the Guster Chamber of Commerce alone, it would have been wiped out and everything would have been buried in the dark.

And this caravan is not the only one carrying luggage to Lomburg.

"At least the demon tribe in the shape of a woman should end it while they're nearby. Leave that one alone and the distribution will definitely lag behind."

"... that's pretty tough"

"But Lord Cenri can defeat you. Don't you?"

The captain smiles at Cenri's words about how he has totally become a fan of Cenri in the last few days.

It sure doesn't sound like a bad idea. The demons that had been attacking us here day after day, even mercenaries alone, could be repelled by working well together.

Even though the Guster Chamber of Commerce has been wiped out, there are still a large number of escorts left in the caravan.

The woman is not close. You need to set it up here to defeat it, but even if you put out any of them, including Cenri, in the offense, there's still enough to protect the caravan. We can afford a little by putting the carriage in one place.

The captain assures me with a serious look.

"People are less demonic. Perhaps the demon tribe of that woman is the key to this raid."

"............... what do you think? Baron."

"Keewoon."

If you can defeat... you should defeat it. Of course I'm anxious, but I can't get anything out of thinking about that.

I don't know what their opponents are looking for in this series of raids. However, the captain's opinion that he is poor while waiting seems to be the best.

You need to take risks to get a return. As I have - used every hand to gain freedom.

Cenri closed her eyes and remained silent for a while, but eventually saw the captain with thin purple eyes.

We were hired as escorts. So this is outside the mandate, but it is unlikely that Cenri's character would not cooperate. Of course, I'll work with you.

".................. ok. cooperate."

"Thank you. Lord Cenri."

And then our operation started.