Legend

"It's brittle."

A bunch of bicorns that have been roughing up the neighborhood for a while now. Even though it is a ferocious horse-shaped monster that should have a poisonous horn, the fate disappeared as if it were butter on a heated iron plate, if hung by four adventurers to become just rank B.

Koan nods with a small grin on his mouth, as usual, at Marka's words, who groaned as he watched how it was going.

"Bicone, there is no match for the power of Ray and the rest of us. If Griffon like Seto came after us from behind, we can't work together... If this is a little smarter monster, or even in that situation, we could have worked together and made big use of it at the expense of the little ones."

"Hmm. You mean it was a low-ranking monster"

Whimpering Marka, but rank D in individuals, bicorns classified as rank C in a group, are never as easy to defeat if you try to be a normal adventurer. This time we had all the Rank C adventurers, and even more so because there was a substandard presence called Ray and Seto, this was also cleaned up lightly.

If we had asked the ordinary adventurers to crusade the flock of bicorns, there would have been a few wounded, and perhaps the worst of the dead.

The two horns growing from the forehead of a bicone are all that toxic, and the fangs to chew a thousand pieces of meat, even though they grow from a hoof or a horse-shaped monster that is about one turn bigger than a normal horse, were all that menace.

"... Anyway, the crusade of the flock of bicorns is complete. Then next..."

Arnicht, who was listening to Marka, turns his gaze around. The resistance of the test tube under that gaze nods small.

"I didn't assume from the start that they would struggle with a bunch of bicorns against each other. Anyway, I have an alias."

"Then what's ahead..."

"Yes, please do as planned"

Arnicht nods at the words of the Residence, and at the same time Orchid nods again.

(Whatever you need to do for guild exams... though I don't really like to fool people)

As Marca sighed small, she also understood that it was necessary to become a high-ranking adventurer, so she went under the rays, who defeated the bicorn herd with everyone, without saying anything in particular.

"Hey, that was pretty easy. So this is Rank B? Well, it's not that weird from what I've got."

Roble squeaks good in front of nearly 30 bicorn bodies lying on the ground.

The spear in its hand has slaughtered nearly five bicorns, and given its effects, it won't be necessary to want to brag about it.

"Ray's more overwhelming than the bicorn you've tailored."

"That being said, you wouldn't believe me if I threw a spear at you and attacked you long range, would you? Especially if you consider the price of the spear to be disposable. That's why you often have that kind of financial room."

He doesn't look like he cared about Roble coming at his gaze, and Ray cuts off his tail, which is also a bicorn crusade proof site, and two corners, which are also the most dangerous.

I would like to peel the skin off on this occasion if it were meant to be, take out the demon stones and do things like cutting meat, but I decided that I wouldn't have the time to do that during the rank-up exam.

Do you understand that, Seto also takes the body of the bicorn that Ray knocked down under Ray as he grabs it with his hook paw.

(... Can't you just fly us on our backs, even though we can normally carry bicorn corpses?

Shty, who was watching Seto like that, leans his little neck as he whines inside.

But Ray doesn't seem to care about that either, and he lines up the dead bodies of bicorns with corners and tails cut off on the meadow.

Even though it was temporary, it was a monster that I defeated at this party, so materials such as horns and tails and crusade proof sites were also put together in one place, beyond what I had decided about the ingredients.

"Thank you all for your hard work. This exam is also about crusading a herd of bicorns."

"I think we need to talk more than that."

To the words of the Residence, Roble groans as he turns his gaze toward Marca.

Marca herself listens to the explanation of the residency, even as she receives that gaze, while preserving silence, especially without moving her expression.

I guess he meant to hide it, but Shty was also only looking at Orchide for a moment.

Only the Ones keep silence without moving their expressions while remaining silent.

I guess I wasn't watching that either, but the Residence blows a demonic whistle taken out of his nostalgia and sends a signal to the owner of the carriage, calling him in.

"Oh, I'll leave the splitting to you regarding the bicorn. There's no reason for you guys to leave any time soon, so we should discuss it and make up our minds over a little rest."

"Uh, can we decide on our own? Well, once this is a rank-up exam..."

It was a fearful questioned shti, but the Residence nodded that there was nothing wrong and returned to conversation with the face of the aristocracy.

Those were the rank-up exam participants who were watching it, but eventually they decided they really didn't have a problem, going into a discussion on how to divide nearly 30 bicorns.

... beginning with the Residence, without realizing that the nobles are somewhat concerned about how they are.

"So what do we do? As far as I'm concerned, I wish I could share the bicorn I defeated."

"Hey, that's too little for Mr. Ones, who was thoroughly aided. I'm mostly proud that you took him down with a spear, but only because you followed up with Mr. Ones to restrain the bicone or obstruct him from attempting to attack it?

"Gu, no, well, it's true that I did have the old man's cover so I could take him down... well, yeah. What do you think of Ray? Whatever you say, you must have defeated the most this time. Given Seto's contribution, there's no doubt about it."

Ask Ray as if Roble is off topic.

Hearing that Roble's words, Shty stops moving unintentionally.

Even for Shty, I have to admit that Ray was the most active in this crusade of bicorns. But on the contrary, if Ray decides to take all of his defeated bicorns as his share, there's no reason to disagree with that. From Ray's point of view, I guess that feels like plundering your defeated prey.

But such a shti worry is resolved quickly with words out of Ray's mouth.

"Don't you have to think about who knocked you down or something? You should normally share it with all of us. I'll take the rest as Seto's share."

"... well, I don't mind if Ray says so"

Roble to the mouth like you missed the count, but 5 if your number stays the same. However, when it comes to dividing them all up, the calculation is 7, so the increase in the amount of points makes me smile small on my mouth.

"Um, Roble asked, what is it, are you sure? If you divide what you defeat, you'll get a good amount of Ray's share combined with Seto's."

"I don't mind. I hope you get at least two demon stones. Well, I'm also somewhat interested in bicorn meat."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

I guess I'm more interested in the meat out of Ray's mouth than Ray himself is for Ceto. In fact, because he's gazing at the dead body of a bicone lying on the meadow, cheerfully throbbing at Ray's words.

But if Ray were to ask me if I was interested in bicorn meat, I would say that would never happen.

"If Ray, who is also the greatest meritor, says so, I guess that's settled. Roble, okay?

"I don't care a bit about the feeling of being conceded, but, well, I've never been over there to make money"

He seemed somewhat dissatisfied, but I guess he still has no problem getting more credit for himself. Roble nods that he has no problem with Shty's inquiry.

"What about Mr. Ones? Well, I'm sorry I just left you with cover..."

He was one of the Ones who was single-handedly responsible for covering for the follow-up to the porcine-crazy Roble, or the escort against when Bycorn approached Shty, the archer, but he nodded silently to see if there was any particular disagreement.

As such, Ray's opinion will be taken into account.

Without knowing that Marca and Koan, who were listening to the Rays exchange, exhaled softly in relief.

"Well, there's nine for me and Seto, and seven for everything else. So, what do we do? You just don't have time to be peeling around here, do you?

Rather than asking questions, the Residence naturally just nods at Ray's inquiry, which was asked with the meaning to confirm.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to bring your own bicorn back."

"Hey, wait a minute! I told you to take it back, what am I supposed to do with seven of these!

The bicorn is bigger than a normal horse and would weigh well over 500kg. Seven of them. 3.5t in simple calculations. Think normally, I couldn't bring that amount back on my own. Even if there was a carriage, with this much, it wouldn't be possible to carry it.

... Yes. If it's only normal, it is.

"Ha.... Ray, can you please?

"Copy that. I'll take it all in the item box for now and split it it in the city later."

"Yeah, that's fine."

"... oh. I see."

To the words of Shty, Roble finally remembers the presence of the item box exhales in relief.

Next to Roble like that, Ray's bicorn corpse lined up in the meadow was then stored inside the mysteries.

Of course, it's not just the corpse, it's also the upfront cut areas like the corners and tails.

That's the end of storing it in the mistering without taking 10 minutes of the stuff.

"Well, then we're going back to the city of Gilm. After that, interview one person at a time in the guild"

"... Ha!?

"Huh?"

"What?"

Raise your voice unexpectedly to the words of the Residence in the order of Roble, Shty and Ray.

Only the most Ones remained the same as usual, especially though they remained silent without saying a word.

But listening to those three words, the Residence flaunted his shoulders as if nothing, trying to get into the carriage that had come so close...

"Hey, wait for me! What do you have to do, do an interview or something!? As for the rank up exam, it would be a crusade for a bunch of bicorns!?

"Sure, the crusade of the bicorn herd was an exam, but that's not all I'm saying. That's just one of the exams. By and large, there's no way that the contents of the Rank Up exam to Rank B can finally be determined by a Rank D monster like Bicone, a herd, and a Rank C monster crusade? Besides the interview..."

Roble just doesn't understand the contents of the residency, and doesn't want to be precise, in the words of the residency he uttered to include at the end.

But Ray and Shty both nodded as they were convinced the other way around.

Exactly because I didn't think the rank-up exam to Rank B was to this extent.

(No, I guess we should decide that this is only one of the exams, as the Residence said, rather than to this extent. And the ensuing exam, which is told abruptly after that exam is over.... it's a mean test)

He whines inside, bites his teeth and turns his gaze to Roble, who is repentant.

But he didn't have to say anything about that Roble. Because Roble had a lover with a head cut off.

"Look, Roble. Let's get in the carriage. You don't want to be subtracted in a place like this, do you?

The second half of the words whisper so that they can only be heard by Roble's ears, and he boards into the carriage with Roble, who opens his eyes to the words.

... It was a carriage decorated with bad taste, just like when I came here.

Ray also boards into the carriage of the Duke of Quent family in Marka, as he did when he came, and Ones into the carriage of the Alliance as well.

When the three carriages were ready, they left the site, which became the site of the Bicone massacre, with Seto walking outside.