Lawrence, the B-rank adventurer, was in despair.
Because hundreds of demons were massing and approaching the city of Gareth, where he would guard. Called Stampede, it is a scourge in which numerous species of demons come together and go on destroying everything on their path.
Lawrence has a history in the past of repelling small stampedes by directing four adventurer parties. For that reason, he was sent to this city by the Adventurer's Guild, where he was entrusted with directing the defense.
But this time the stampede was not on the same scale as the stampede which once had roughly thirty demons of the C-D rank he had repelled.
Several of the demons attacking have also been confirmed to be above the B rank. Until this point, high level demons never come together and become stampedes.
Actually, there was a culprit who caused this.
Being harmful to humans - a demon.
But at this point, Lawrence and the adventurers were unaware of the existence of the Demon Man.
In the city, people were beginning to evacuate to the east, contrary to the impending western protective wall.
Lawrence advised the city vigilante to evacuate the residents after deciding he couldn't prevent this stampede.
"Evil? No. I knew I had to take this request."
"Not anymore. You're the one who decides to withdraw as soon as he finds out there's more than a hundred demons, right?
A brown-haired female archer said that against Lawrence while checking the bow and arrow in her hand.
"Right, it was a bad idea to stay in this city for a month, even though the allowance from the guild was good"
The tough man in color black equipped with a huge shield and lance leaks a self-derisive word.
"Yeah, because you've made it so much better for the people in this city and the vigilantes. We can't just run away now."
Like the two previous ones, it was a lady monk who is a Lawrence party member who said that.
To buy some time to let the inhabitants escape, Lawrence and his people, as well as the city vigilante, were in formation to stop the stampede in front of the city's western protective wall.
Adventurers are those who live free. Even though he was entrusted with the guardianship of this city of Gareth at the behest of the Alliance, many adventurers quickly escape when they decide their lives are in danger.
But the Lawrences didn't choose to run away. Stampede is predicted to happen soon, a month after being dispatched to this city. Because the inhabitants of the city have offered their utmost hospitality to them, who have come to protect the city from demonic threats.
We became friends as we hunted demons around the city together and drank alcohol to strengthen our cooperation with the vigilante.
As the female archer put it, the usual Lawrence would decide to withdraw immediately if he found out that there were more than a hundred demons, plus more than one b-rank demon.
But on his wrist was a bracelet that the children of this city gave me. The dazzling smile when he gave it to me - made me want to protect it.
That's why I couldn't get away.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence. I got you all involved..."
The head of the vigilante regiment in the city of Gareth bows his head to the Lawrences. He thought all the adventurers would escape when he found out there was an impending stampede far above his expectations.
But only Lawrence and the rest of the four adventurers stayed in the city.
The stampede that is coming towards this city can never be prevented by the mere force of war that is here and now. Still, the vigilante is here to buy time for family and friends to escape.
If we stay here, we'll lose our lives in a few minutes... and if we're not residents of this city, there will be Lawrence, who doesn't even know the city.
At the same time the captain expressed his sincere gratitude to Lawrence and his apologies.
"Don't be silly, Captain, we're here for work, too. I can finally do my main business. More than that, Yuka will be sad if you die, so don't ever die."
As Lawrence was looking around outside the city, Yuka, the daughter of the vigilante leader, was attacked by demons.
He saved Yuka and, in gratitude, she used the wishing stone she had long cherished to make a bracelet to present to him.
"You too, Mr. Lawrence. Your daughter will grieve if you die."
"I know. … so the operation is' take life for granted '. All right? You can never do this. Protect your family, your friends, your people, this city!!"
"" "Oooh!!" "
Lawrence brings to life party members, and vigilantes, with the words once often said to his companions by brave men from different worlds.
I'm the one (...) who can't do it. Enough is enough.
─ ─ Yes, Lawrence was thinking.
He is a B-rank adventurer, even alone. I was confident in my arm. And he was the only one who could defeat the B-rank demon in the stampede coming at him personally.
The demons below C-rank managed to get the vigilante and his people to prevent them, and he was going to defeat the B-rank demons, a force that could destroy the defensive line.
Of course, I can't keep fighting B-rank demons on my own. But I can't protect this city without doing it.
Lawrence was prepared to die on his own, backwards of directives to his peers and vigilantes.
There's a grunt.
It's about 300 demons coming at us.
Stampede was approaching.
"... have you contacted him (...)?
"Yes, I communicated the occurrence and scale of the stampede to the Alliance in Letterbird. Perhaps they'll contact you too."
"The problem is there are rumors of stampede on another continent a while back. If that rumor was true, it would have gone that way."
"Right."
'He' could come to me--hope disappeared like that, Lawrence was desperate inside, but still doesn't show disappointment.
Because everyone here had realized that they were now using themselves as a base of mind, not 'him'.
The stampede enters the range.
"Magic Squad! Bow Squad! Shoot it in!!!
Twelve wizards, who were waiting on the protective wall at Lawrence's signal, and thirty bowmen unleashed magic and arrows in unison.
The demons who were running ahead of the stampede were shot down by it - but stepped on its wreckage and the demons continued their march into the city.
The advance won't stop, but probably about fifty bodies should have been shredded. There are approximately two hundred and fifty demons left.
After this, the Magic Unit and the Bow Unit are to continue releasing magic and arrows behind the stampede, reducing their number.
"Let's go!!"
"" "" Oooh!!!
The battle for ground troops led by Lawrence began.
The entrance went well. Because he had succeeded in killing the demons' momentum with magic and arrows, Lawrence's people and vigilantes were able to work together to defeat dozens of demons.
In the meantime...
"─ Gu!
Lawrence stood the onslaught of three B-rank demons. He couldn't beat the three bodies as much as he could, and I would draw them away from going under the vigilante.
My buddy's female archer will cover me from the top of the protective wall, but all I could do was keep the C-rank demons away from him.
"Damn it!
Lawrence chewed (...) his left hand on Darkwolf and snapped his neck off. And then he continued to slash and lay down a B-rank demon that had been reduced to two.
Pretty forceful way, but I could erase three demons that could break the line of defense. But I can't stop bleeding from my bitten left hand.
"Shit... this is bad"
When he whined like that...
"Mr. Lawrence!
On Lawrence's side, which was storming inside a group of one demon, a female monk surrounded by several vigilantes came and began to perform recovery magic.
The vigilante who came with her will hold the demons around her, so the female monk can devote himself to Lawrence's recovery.
"Ba, idiot!! You're not coming out this far!
"You told me to make it worse! Yet...... yet this is such a strange way to fight!!"
"Oh, that 's-!? Absolutely!!"
"Yah!?"
Lawrence jumped to the side holding a female monk.
Shortly afterwards, a disastrous sword shook down where they were.
They blew up the vigilantes holding the demons around them, and an oak fighter attacked Lawrence and the monks.
It was the five oak fighters who showed up. He's one of the top B ranked demons.
Five of the top B-ranked species - Lawrence had zero chance of winning in battle.
"So far..."
He embraced the female monk mightily and gave himself up to shelter her.
It's impossible to physically prevent an oak fighter's sword. If so, let every female monk slay herself. That way, at least you won't be scolded by the oak by the woman you love.
I thought about that. I held her trembling with all my might so that she could allay the fear of the female monk at all.
An oak fighter put a sword on Lawrence's back...
There was a flashy bloodshed.
The blood did not belong to Lawrence and the others.
The two hands of an oak fighter who tried to wave the sword down were severed and a lot of blood erupted.
"You managed to make it."
I heard a voice, and I looked up, and what Lawrence saw...
A dark-haired young man waved a slightly curved sword, slashing and laying down five oak fighters in an instant.
"No way... Oh, you're supposed to be on another continent!?"
"Oh! So in such a hurry I flew (...) n (...) and (...) came (...)"
Saying so, the young man had sprinkled some kind of medicine on a vigilante who had just been blown away by an oak fighter.
It was pretty deep, but the wound disappears all over it.
"Well, I'd like this man, please."
With or without a say, the youth receives a vigilante who is losing his mind to Lawrence.
"Whoa! A wishing stone bracelet? Maybe we made it."
That's what the young man said as he looked at the bracelet put on Lawrence's wrist.
The wishing stone works like a guardian when you wear it. In addition, by machining with a strong awareness of desire, the wishing stone shines to the colour that suits the desire.
The bracelet Lawrence was wearing was strongly glowing yellow meaning a safety prayer.
I'll take care of it later.
The dark-haired young man, Far Away, put up a sword in his hand when he turned his back on Lawrence and said,
"Keep (...) et (...) and (...) be (...)"