Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 235 Morning Border Omui City Boulevard

The officials who were supposed to have escorted us to the border were operatives, and we were condemned... and we were protected from the attack. So sad, miserable, and vain.

When I took the initiative to make sure that the mission given me at the border I was aiming for was unconvincing, and I still didn't let it get rough and get hurt because it was just the captivity, I realized that I lost my back... and we were attacked by each other.

Even Arnett, the guild executive, is caught up in the attack, it's the brunette princesses who protect it, and the boy under attack while under siege... are you dancing?

Overwhelmed by that sight, a face I found out before I looked up with my hips missing...... WHY!?

"How come the" Wings (Wings) of Vermillion "from the A-Rank Party... towels, please?

"" "Dear Eluiza, why are you at the border!?" "

"Uh... you guys are the ones, why?

I've been wishing for it. He wants to fight on the border, and that's why he became an adventurer and stronger. So I raised the LV and ranked it...... because of that I lost my freedom the other way around and the compulsion request was a day of futile nobility and full escorts of luxury merchants I didn't even want to protect.

The escort mission I received when I heard it could go to the border, and yet it is an act of pressure on the Alliance at the border. Finally, we were enemies of the border, and the Adventurer Alliance was no longer an organization that could save the border.

Rumors have been around for a long time. At headquarters, the S-ranked "Coral" family (Clan) "disappeared and, to name but a few, even the Virgin Eluiza of the Western Church made a fuss and we were completely immobile... why did that Eluiza!?

"I can forbid the church no matter how much I wish... so I quit and came?

"" "Why!?" "

Though the reason is no different from ours, you are in a different position.

"Also, I see quite a few A-rank parties, but the S-rank" Coral "family members (clans) were also on the edge. Anything had been renamed corny?

"" "I'm here, I knew it!!" "

"Great... Master Eluiza and everyone from Coral was safe..."

He's gone, we all are... because of that, I couldn't move all the time. In the west, we were watched because the leading parties disappeared one after the other as nations stormed and towed each other under the great name of concealing the labyrinth to strengthen the military and, as a result, nestled in the mud that even joined the Church in the contours of power of the nations calling adventurers and the Adventurer Guild, preparing for the threat of the Empire.

"There was also quite a mix of well-known parties in the mercenary regiments in the merchant countries that stopped on their way to the border, and you're all here, aren't you?

"" We couldn't even move because of that!? ""

What an adventurer dreams of is the honor of a hero, Tan, for a grand reward. It's all on the edge, but that's not all... because everyone became an adventurer who wanted to succeed the Virgin and the Heroes, who were told at an early age, who wanted to take over their aspirations.

But the reality was dirty, and the world was ugly.

The guild of adventurers we dreamed of, which was supposed to be an organization saving the border, was up to gold and power, deeply adhering to politics and. Corrupt executives who use Demon Stone power and adventurer command for politics and money-making had turned into organizations where officials from all over the country could tour the conspiracy.

"Why are the staff so strong?"

"It must be the one called the Alliance's Hidden Knife... well, it's embellished?

"Ning Ro... like they're playing?

"Well, you'll get used to it as soon as you know the border Here. Look, those angry city people laughing and applauding, right?

Some faces say they are jealous, but the atmosphere in the city changes and the air soothes. The anger I felt on my skin disappeared, and now it's like a festival I saw at a young age... oh, that vibe when the cursive troupe Circus came.

There comes the oddity, the song and craft dance, the strange fuss of magic leaping, the performance of comedy that surprises and laughs at what you watch. The throwing knife is juggled, the spear that I thought I stabbed is snatched and baton twirling, and after three seconds of playing, it is snatched.

And a beautiful woman who hangs a towel with a gentle smile. Put the towel - in the groin. What, no, no, no, no, no!