Legend

It is shifting from spring to summer, and the momentum of sunlight falling even though it is still morning is strong. In the meantime, one adventurer was traveling all over the city of Emosion.

He wears leather armor with an emphasis on ease of movement and a sheath of swords hanging on his hips. If I only looked at this, I would have thought of myself as a normal warrior everywhere who seemed a little weak from that look, but if those who were looking at the person looked up, they would have had a stunned look. Icebird over 1m long was flying slowly.

But naturally, few people lived normally and looked up, and therefore few people saw Icebird flying in the sky.

A small number of guard soldiers watched the situation, but there is nothing more to say than to be a properly registered squire in the guild, and they remain silent. Alternatively, a handful but existed who were blinded by the way the nostalgic Icebird Shen flew through the sky.

Anyway, taking Icebird flying over, Hendeca runs all over the city to her destination.

Even though it's light, is it just such a place as Adventurer that you can keep running with leather armor on? Keep running through the city and eventually you'll see the building you want ahead of your sight. The owner of the innkeeper told me about it, both in the city of Emosion and in some of the weapons stores.

"Give me your bow!

Enter the weapons store. No, Hendeca screaming like that.

Several adventurers and thinkers who were in the store, middle-aged men in their 40s and shopkeepers suddenly turned their gaze out loud to Hendeca.

Eventually I guess I noticed my gaze was focused on me. As he blushes, he approaches the store owner who is at the counter.

"Um, excuse me, can I have a bow, please?

"Ah? Oh, of course this is business, so I don't mind... what's your budget?

"Uh, right. About 3 silver coins, please."

"... at that price, you can't buy so much stuff, can you?

"Yes, that's okay. As long as it can be used in one battle for now. And not just the bow, but the arrow, please."

"We're in business, so I don't mind selling things. Wait a minute."

That's what I said, the shopkeeper heading behind the counter. Dropping off the appearance, Hendeca noticed that the adventurers around her were looking at herself, dying her face red in embarrassment remembering her earlier words and actions, which lasted until the shopkeeper came back with a bow and arrow in his hand.

"... well. Anyway, I was embarrassed, but I got the bow and arrow, so I need to get my mind back quickly."

"Kick it!"

Only Harbor Street couldn't secure a large plot of land, in a painting of a training ground built in the basement of the guild, Hendeca groans as she looks around with her bow in her hand, and next to it, Shen is honking for support.

"Still, that's just the guild in Harbor Street, isn't it? I didn't think you had the right facilities to practice bows."

There may also be a reason why bows are effective as a means of attacking pirates and monsters swimming in the sea, but there were specialized facilities in the training grounds of the city's guilds in Emosion for training bows - not so much hands-on stuff, though.

As you squeeze your bow, squeeze and release your aim at a target that you think was made of the magic of dirt at the end of your gaze.

The arrow released as it slashes and rips open the air heads toward a target made of dirt... and hits the right foot.

"Hmm, I knew you were just blunt for not using it all the time"

As he exhales, he turns his back on the arrow and squeezes his bow.

The sound of slashing and tearing the air again echoed, but the next hit was on the target's left arm.

Even though I used it in hunting since I was a little girl, it would be natural for my arm to drop because I hadn't touched my bow in years. No, maybe I can say that I have some talent for bows around bending over and hitting targets with bows I haven't touched in years.

He then pulls the bow he just bought and releases the arrow. Eventually, when the arrows I bought for practice, not tomorrow's production, were gone, the dirt target at the end of Hendeca's gaze pierced the body, and at first glance it also looked like a hare that had produced thorns from all over the body.

Several arrows have been pierced in places such as the head of the target that Hendeca aimed at, or the central part of the torso, but because he himself understands that it is almost a product of coincidence, pulling the arrows out of the soil pulls the bow back to the original place.

"Kick, kick!

The adventurers who rang out to support Shen's own master like that, and who practiced bows and swords in the same way elsewhere, also turned an impressive eye to Hendeca, who was just training bows.

"Is the potion kind to this extent okay?

"Right, I don't know how powerful a way to attack a lem race is, so maybe I should buy some more spare time. Ray told me the only thing we know so far is a spear in seawater, right? Even if we were forced to transfer to the ground, it wouldn't mean we don't know if it's water magic or race-specific abilities, but it's completely unusable. Still, I'm pretty sure it's a lot less powerful than fighting in the ocean."

Two adventurers walk through the city of Emosion in sunny weather.

One is Egret, who carried Paul Axe, and the other is Miloir, who is also his partner.

Speaking of what the two of them were doing, it was a buyout of consumables that they would use in tomorrow's battle against the lem race, and they were tasked with that role because they were doing adventurers for the longest time in challenging the lem race.

"What else do you need?

"It's a sea monster, isn't it? Then you might be using paralysis and poison, so that's the antidote. Look, you've fought giant turtle monsters on the beach where they used to be, haven't you?

Exploring memories in Miloir's words, Egret eventually comes to mind immediately.

"Oh, that hard guy. You had a hard time defeating him. When you're in danger, just pull your hands and feet into the armor and fly venom all around you."

"Yes, that's it. That time the fishermen asked me to fight rank C monsters for a cheap commission. It's like that, because they might be using poison or something. We need to prepare a way to deal with this."

"... With that said, aren't fishermen around here having trouble with monsters?

"Aren't you okay? There are a lot of adventurers coming into this city right now for the rem race, so if anything happens, we'll get a crusade request. Besides, the fishermen will be able to manage some monsters on their own in the first place. Monsters like tortoises that are 2m away from land are rare. Otherwise, you can't live as a fisherman in the first place."

"Right."

Egret listens to Miloir's explanation and drops his shoulders slightly. If you can fight a mighty enemy, Egret, the more opportunities you have, the better. Even if tomorrow we fight monsters that are threatening this neighborhood called Rem Race.

While the two of us have a conversation, we take a peek at the tool shop or the weapons store, but on the way, Fufuegretto frowns uncomfortably.

"Egret?"

As Miloir quickly noticed his partner's strangeness, his gaze was directed at the narrow road beside the street… more precisely at the five or so men standing in front of that side road.

I guess the guys also decide that they don't mind if they know they're watching the Egrets. Even if Egret and I have the same gaze, there is no particular movement... No, he is looking at one way or another to provoke me.

I didn't know two of them, Egret and Miloir, but these were the five of the adventurers who fought a flock of goblins near the street the day before, and at the same time it was this men's ship that sank as a result of trying to pay each other to buy a ship and turn Ray into a lem race. But it hasn't been five days since Egret and Miloir came to the city, and there's nothing like two people knowing the nature of the adventurers. At the same time, unfortunately, the men didn't know that the person they were selling the fight against was a rank B armed adventurer.

"Ha, not at all... don't take too long"

Touch with your hands so that you can wiggle the whip at any time from the appliance you are wearing beside your hips as you follow Egret heading towards the men.

"Looks like you've been looking at us for a long time, but are you running some errands on us?

To Egret's inquiry, I'm guessing he's the man's representative. A bearded man opens his mouth with a humble grin.

"Oh, I need to talk to you for a second. It's not here, and could you come a little further down here?

"Right, will you? We'll save each other a lot of trouble."

If you were an average person, you might have noticed signs of the rough things the adventurers were unleashing. Or even a low-ranking adventurer would have been the same. But Egret is a quality he prefers to fight, and at the same time he doesn't think about things so deeply that even his partner calls him a brain muscle. It was therefore an obvious invitation, but he follows the men with a fierce grin.

Keep going, and in less than a minute you will eventually reach the end of the line, and the man with the beard who will be a leader will turn around. At the same time, the other adventurers surround themselves, including behind the scenes, as if to miss two.

"So, shall I ask you once you're ready? What's the story?

"What, it's a simple story. Hey, I need you to summon a petty adventurer like that Ray. Right here. Oh, no Griffon, of course."

"Hmm, from what I can see, Ray's jealous of the fact that only one person continues to make money in the current situation?

"... Ugh. There's more to this than the ship has sunk. There's no doubt that Ray is hiding something. I don't care what you do, call it in."

"Um, come on, what are we gonna do with the call? Ray's an alias adventurer, despite rank C? There's no way you can do something like that, is there?

"Ha, I don't care about that guy without Griffon!

He is not named for his own strength, but for the power of Seto, who is a griffon. If you've seen Ray in person, it's not surprising to misunderstand him in such a way as his little height, his luxurious body that he doesn't seem to be a very warrior, and his robe that only looks like an apprentice wizard. However, even for these people, if you actually see the sight of Ray fighting, you will soon understand that your assumptions are wrong.

(... No, you're not. I guess these guys envision their convenient imagination as reality. Actually, if you're looking at that big sickle that Ray's waving, I don't think you're going to be able to take it easy so far.)

Miloir speaks out to his partner after losing several stages of appreciation for himself and the adventurers surrounding Egret in his heart.

"You can do it. However, it will make more noise, so keep it to the fracture level."

"Ouch!

He held his hand to Paul Axe, whom Egret, with a fierce grin, was carrying... not reaching out, but clutching his fist and sticking it in.

In a few minutes, a few city dwellers will see a few broken bones coming out of this alley.

"Seto!"

"Grr!"

To Ray's calling, Seto wings as he obliques his body.

The tip of the spear of the sea water growing from the surface pierces the place where Seto's body was moments ago.

But even in the rem race, is that above understanding, and nearly 10 other spears of sea water that appear strike from the surroundings simultaneously to cover and hide the ceto?

"Flying slaughter!

Death size swings along with Ray's shouts, slaughter flies, and a few spears of sea water that were trying to besiege Seto are collected and cut.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Don't miss the momentary gap that was made to the siege, and Seto breaks through the siege net with his wings flapping as he rattles high.

"Phew, if you see the same thing over and over again, is the means of attack itself less or simply retarded...... the reason to focus the attack only on Seto remains unclear in the first place, too"

Transfer the condition of the ship leaving the port with a grunt to sight only for a moment and pay attention again to the surrounding conditions.

"I say no to tomorrow's request just in case, so if you do something about today later, there's no problem... I should."

It was an unexpected ray of whining as he saw more than 10 sea water spears created again.

Thus, a day passes as the respective preparation period for tomorrow's showdown.