"There's no need for manoeuvres. Come with all your might! I don't give a shit either!

Me and the village chief, who went out to the square in front of the village chief's house, are facing each other about 5m away. Dad and Mr. Vincent stand around the outside. Looks like a lamberjack death match. No, give me a break about Death Match.

The village chief reattaches the breast of the skin he took off when he returns and holds his favorite two-handed axe in his hand. This is a martial bone axe with a straight patterned tip and a thick blade with a single blade. The other side of the blade has iron chunks for balance or about two grips. I think I can use it as a hammer.

On the other hand, I'm the usual skin and cloth. I don't wear any protective equipment. If I may add, I do not possess any kind of weapon. Both hands are bare. I'm not throwing a battle. There are two reasons, and one is that there are no weapons or protective equipment that can be handled by this child's body. It could be used if it's a kind of short-knife, but when it comes to a short-knife in this village, it becomes like a knife or a camping knife. I don't have the slightest permission to use it as a weapon. Needless to say, protective equipment. There is no way there is one for children. Another reason is that the plane is far more sturdy and cuts better than a lousy weapon. It is also advantageous to be able to put it out or erase it at any time. Perfect as a weapon or as a protective device.

"Village chief, why should I do this?"

But the willingness to fight it is a different story. Honestly, I don't want to fight the village chief in many ways. I don't expect to lose, but if I win, I feel like I'm going to be in the way of my future life in the village, and my village chief's pride will be hurt?

"No questions asked! If you're not coming, we're going this way!

The village chief comes straight in time. The axe rests on his right shoulder. Both hand axes are less powerful instead of less powerful. It's a weapon that throws away feints and rushes and hangs everything on one blow. The first shot would definitely be a cut from there.

"Humph!"

The mayor of the village, stuffed with time at a speed unlikely to be a giant close to 100 kg, waves a brilliant blow down on me with that speed on him as well. Sure, there's nothing to be done about it.

I take a step to the left, and I get half-baked. I don't even take advantage of and recieve the lessons of each big claw bear. Because disfiguring will create a deadly gap.

The axe slams the ground flashly, and the village chief is frowned upon by the momentum.

"Gu, haaaa!

but without stopping there, he uses the momentum to unleash a left backward kick. This kick keeps the distance open, guarded or avoided. It's a kick to fill the void. It's still not like a demon. He won't let his hair in for a while and hits his next hand.

If they were normal adults, this kick would have worked. But I'm just a kid. Take advantage of the small size of its body and I will bend over this kick. Then he further steps in, pruning and turning the village chief's axial foot with a left surface kick. And go straight out behind the village chief.

"Guh!?

The village chief, who has lost anything to support, falls as-is and falls on both knees. It's a great chase opportunity, but whether it's something you can fulfill and get your hands on. While on patrol, the village chief gets up and turns around here.

"What's up, why didn't you come after me!? It would have been a great opportunity!

"Uh, can I?

"Of course you are, are you going to watch the same when you are surrounded by bad guys!?

... Oh, you know what?

This is hands-on by a former adventurer, the village chief. It is a simulation of the struggle against malicious human beings (...), which will one day be relative. He teaches me how to prepare and fight, to be a junior as an adventurer.

That's where the clog is, freeing me from slavery and taking me on a journey. Is that a goodbye? What a masculine, no, Han-like farewell. Something more like a father than a father, isn't it?

But if that's the case, I won't hesitate to let this one go. It's impeccable to do something about it.

"Okay, I'm not lost anymore!

The village chief laughs at my reply. If a toddler sees it, it's vicious enough to gang cry, but it's invincible, fat, Han-like grin. You must also have noticed that I understood the intention.

Axed village chief again. Now it's a sideburn from the right. Seeing you just stepped in, you thought you could avoid it in a vertical motion. He is also losing his hips. It seems impossible to dive through like just now.

Then this time from this side and straight into it with all your might.

The village chief is frightened for a moment by the unexpected speed, but there is a war-torn warrior. I'll be waving my axe at the right time. If you stick around like this, you're just half way around your chest.

I will avoid this attack by flying up. but this is also read by the village chief. When I let go of the axe, I reach for my feet. If you get caught, that's where it ends. No matter how much physical enhancement you have, you won't be able to shake it off with the power of a child. Anyway, the village chief is a golimacho of muscles all over his body.

But I also read what the village chief is reading.

"Too bad!"

Jump the plane made in the air further up onto the scaffold. That's the bunk jump I'm talking about in a fighting game.

"Become!?

The village chief's hand cuts off the sky, and there's a defenseless village chief's back in front of me. I make a plane in the front, kick it and change the direction of travel to the village chief's back. And beat the village chief to the ground with the shoulder charge on the left.

"Gu Hu!"

The mayor of the village, who clashed to the ground and hit him hard in the chest, stops moving. I guess I can't breathe anymore. I bend to the left side of the village chief's head and suppress the medulla oblongata with my right knee. I can stab you in the face at any time.

"What,... here we go. I didn't know you could do this so unilaterally.

There's a fight, right?

We're back between the boards of the village chief's house again, and we're talking about our plans for future action.

"Then we decide to head to Bordersetz in four days. Vincent, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to go with you.

"Yes, it is comforting to have the wizard and Dantes with us even here, so there is nothing to wish for.

Me and the village chief were to accompany Mr. Vincent to the trading city of Bordersetz. So he redeemed the Demon Stone and freed me from slavery.

At first we talked about asking Mr. Vincent to redeem the money, but he told me that he wanted to shy away from being responsible because the value of the Demon Stone was too high. But there's no choice. I'd freak out if they told me too, 'Come and redeem something worth over 100 million'.

That's why the village chief himself went to redeem the money. He then decided to buy a few new slaves, for that money. Yeah, because I'm gonna fall out. Replenishment is important, isn't it? I'm sorry about something.

In the first place, he thought, 'We cannot hope for any further expansion with less than 40 people now in this village'. The fields are well harvested, but the number of people is small and the population is not growing. There are also few teenagers in their 20s, so soon the population will not be far away and the village will no longer be made up. I haven't been born in such a long time, and it seems I was quite expected to be, in fact. Really, Sun Masen.

"Right. Then we are dissolved today. Beat, you should go home and get ready.

"Yeah, okay!

There was an unconsciously loud voice. But there's no other way. It's my first trip, my first city, in four days. Shit, I'm excited!

What to do when the heat comes out!?