Leaving the coastal city of Seafeed and being taken by Anya for a while.
After the evening, when it was time to start getting dark, we reached the village where Anya lived.
It's a small village on the beach.
With about thirty rudimentary wooden dwellings lined up, the village's population would otherwise be a little over a hundred.
But now, the village was idle and there was no sign of people.
Not only are there no people outside the house, but I also don't see the lights of life leaking from the house or the smoke in the chimney that supports dinner.
Anya had a slight look of impatience when she saw how it was going, but soon she shook her head to abandon her bad imagination and told us.
"A short distance away is a cave that villagers use when evacuating urgently. Maybe he fled there to hide himself from the fishermen and hasn't come back yet."
The brown-skinned girl, sifting to her temper, turns her heel and walks fast.
We went after it, too.
Going through the forest after Anya for a while.
Eventually I reached in front of a cave with a poke hole in the cliff.
As he approached the cave carefully, from behind the cave of purpose, one man appeared.
The man speaks to Anya.
"Anya! You're safe, I'm glad"
"Mr. Sergei! I asked these people to help me. Everyone in the village, and your master."
"Let's talk inside. Guests, please go into the cave."
The man who showed up must be a villager in the village where Anya lives.
Lead Anya and us into the cave.
As we proceeded to the back of the cave, we eventually reached the large hall illuminated by pine lights.
Behind the Great Hall there are several tunnels that go further.
There were about thirty people in the Great Hall, and they all cheered with joy when they admitted what Anya looked like.
There was one of those people, a man with big, one-armed muscles.
One arm appears to have healed and magically blocked a recently slashed wound.
Admitting the appearance, Anya ran over and hugged her, tears full of eyes.
"Master...! Good...... I thought your master was dead, I......!
"I'm glad Anya is safe. I've always been worried."
"They helped me where the fishermen were chasing me. They're all brave men."
"All of them, brave...? All six of them, including those kids?
The one-armed man that Anya calls her "master" sees us in the face of incredibility.
Then he gazed, stared at us, and gave me a further look of surprise.
I guess I'm certain of the "eyes" that see the power of the brave.
If you spot me, Cecilia, and Rio, Illis, and Mayfa in a big mess, you can't be surprised.
By the way, the comparison object is unusual, so it is not noticeable, but Alma also has more power than that, to the extent that he is mutually reinforcing with a skilled demon king hunter.
I walk over to the amazing one-armed man and give him my hand.
"It's Brett. I am a teacher at the College of the Brave, and in the past I have also had experience with Demon King Hunters. Just as I was coming to the coastal city of Seafeed to take a sea bath, I ran into Anya, who was being chased down by the Sahaggins."
"It's Ed Alto. Brave Brett, what a thank you to you. I'm a benefactor of Anya's life, thank you so much. I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done, but now the village is in a critical situation... sorry"
The one-armed man named Ed Alto exchanges hands with me with his remaining left hand, and then he says so and bows his head.
I can more or less perceive the superior character of this brave man by just seeing around a skilled brave man who would live as much as I do without hesitation to bow his head to a young man like me.
To Ed Alto like that, where I said "no worries," Anya came from the side with her mouth.
"But Master, what's that right arm...? Did the fishermen do this to you?
"Oh. A fold surrounded by three four-armed fishermen, they took him unconscious. But even if they just ran away with their lives, they should do it. Some are young daughters of the village and some have been taken away by them. As a protector of the village, I couldn't protect the villagers."
That's what I said, Ed Alto, with a sinking look on his face.
Anya was also grieving and nagging when she heard she had daughters who had been taken away and said, "Oh no..."
But there, Cecilia, who had heard from another villager, walked over and spoke to Ed Alto.
"This is Cecilia, the demon king hunter. Mr. Edoart, I respect you. To hear the story, the enemy army seemed to be an extra opponent in your own hands. Still, the vast majority of villagers bought time to evacuate, losing one more arm, yet never laying down their own lives. As the guardian of the village, you worked very rarely. Isn't it?
That being said, Cecilia offers that hand while showing a sparkling smile on the actor's face loss.
Behind that, by the way, the three Rio's are the ones who say, "Hey, Cecilia, aren't you dressed up?" "Yeah, it's a scam, isn't it?" "... that wanker, surprisingly good on the outside," he told me in confidence.
Meanwhile, Ed Alto takes Cecilia's hand, and this one shakes his hand disappointingly.
"Thank you, Cecilia the Brave. You're right. Not if you're despising yourself."
"Yeah. You should now look forward and look to what you should be doing from now on. ─ By the way, Mr. Edoart, do you have the lost right arm at hand?
"Lost arm......? ─ No, unfortunately, they took it from me. The brutal fishermen speared my arm slashed off with all the spoils of war and were proud to put it up in heaven. I was so full of them, I didn't think I'd get it back, but... why would I do that?
"No......"
Cecilia clouds her words, but I knew what she was trying to say.
If his lost right arm was on hand, Cecilia or Illis would have used the finest healing magic [Ultimate healing (Ultimate heel)], which would have also made it possible to join the severed right arm.
But we don't have the real thing on hand, and that's impossible.
There are also things that [Ultimate Healing (Ultimate Heel)], by their very nature, can and cannot do.
Conversely, however, it also means that it may be possible to heal his arm by [Ultimate Healing (Ultimate Heel)] as long as we can get his lost arm.
Besides, in my current story, I was curious.
I'll mention it there.
"By the way, Mr. Ed Alto, you said earlier that 'several village daughters were taken away', right? Are you saying that the Sahagins captured and took their daughters alive instead of 'killing' them?
"Oh, that's what I hear from the villagers. I don't know what they're after."
"No, then perhaps..."
I see the other brave college teacher, Alma.
The red-haired teacher who got my gaze nodded.
The textbook on monsterology used at the College of the Brave also describes some of Sahagin's racial characteristics.
One of the descriptions describes a way to get a handkerchief out of a shark as a service animal.
I will explain to Ed Alto the verses that come to mind.
"It is common for large groups of sahaggins to have superior species called 'Dark Priests'. The Dark Priest of Sahagin uses the young daughter of man to perform a seven-day ritual, and later kills her daughters. It is said that the flesh of a young human daughter killed after seven days of ritual will be the 'bait' necessary to keep and tame (Shark)."
Ed Alto, who heard my words, opened his eyes wide, and Anya groaned, "Ugh," and put her hand on her mouth.
Plus, I see my godchildren better.
Rio had anger in his eyes, and Iris had his hands on his mouth again, and Mayfa had sidelined his gaze in an unpleasant way.
That about the culture and habits characteristic of evil monsters is not much of a story I want my children to hear.
But it's more than just being a brave man. It's an inevitable story, and it's an issue that you have to bump into eventually.
Some good monsters can coexist with humans, like the Caper Dragon we met near the artisanal city of Lavilton, and some evil monsters are helpless and incompatible with humans.
We need to make sure the kids know that.
But on the other hand...
"But on the contrary, it means that those captured by Sahagin will not be killed for seven days first. Anya tells me that it's only been about half a day since the village was attacked. I mean, there's still room to save your daughters."
When I said that, people in the big hall raised their voices.
The daughters who were taken must have thought that they could no longer help.
Ed Alto, on the other hand, showed a slightly more cautious attitude.
"Brave Brett, that story will be a great light of hope for those of us in the village.... but I've already lost one arm and Anya is half a serving. The enemy is mighty, and the brave men of this village - me and Anya alone - cannot fight them. To capture that fine light of hope, I'm going to need the power of the dependable brave men in front of me now. - Can you give me a hand?
I replied with a small smile.
"Yeah, of course. But I wish I could spare a little for the hardware, but it would help if I could get SeaFeed's Guild of Braves to put it out as a quest request. Because if you pass the guild review as a quest, you'll be down 70% on subsidies from the state."
The children are asked to install cooling magic props, so I don't put them in my mouth.
"Okay. If it's a treasure that can be converted into gold, there must be some in the village. If you gather from the village jungle, you will not care about the amount of quest orders to the Guild of the Brave. If that's all right, I don't even wish."
That's what Ed Alto has said and offered his hand, so I shake my hand hard again.
But on the other hand, Rio has protested against me with a crying voice.
"To, brother! If I say that now, it's like we're just trying to get some good thoughts out of people in need!
But I answer that with a laugh.
"That's okay, so. ─ You know, there were times when brave men were exorcising monsters and demon kings for free for people, but it didn't work very well. Even though the brave are saving people with their lives, people no longer appreciate it because they only take it for granted. On the contrary, there are many examples of how a brave man who was saving people with good intentions became more ill when he blamed them for not having the power to do so."
"Eh, what the hell is that! Hit it!
Rio starts to get angry when he turns around, as if it were about me, and he doesn't want to be outraged.
I'll add that with a smile on my face.
"But that's what we humans are for. Keeping being grateful all the time is hard to do. That's why it's better to liquidate it with a financial reward, and there's no more rot. It's not a good idea to take it away from people who are really in need of money, but if not, it means that it's better to get a good consideration for your hard work, and it turns out well"
"... Phew."
Rio looked subtle, like he wasn't convinced.
Incidentally, Illis and others were showing up like they were intoxicated by saying, "That's a far-reaching idea..." etc., so I thought it was time for this kid to really do something about it.