No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

In the village of Trenadette, preparing to leave, a knight came to the village chief's house.

Alfred, your father has arrived here a while ago.

And then less than half an hour later, my father came.

"- Julia!"

"- Al!

Hiccup! and the father and mother hugging each other.

Has it been a little over a month since the fort?

Love the way it is.

I'm sure the next room is loud tonight.

I'm looking forward to Stef's reaction.

"Hey, Steph. What are you and Ka doing?

And I'd like to hear it this way.

I won't ask because I have trouble getting home to my parents (this village manager's house).

- Well, after we had a nice reunion with our father, we had an early lunch at the village chief's house, and then we left Trenadette village.

We, Viscount Culée and our delightful colleagues, in a row, are as follows:

Alfred, Dad.

Julia, Mother.

Me.

Stef.

And Melvi.

There are a few other knights from his father's men.

I also introduced Melvi to my father.

Dad seemed to know that something was there, although it was only possible to see Melvi hidden.

He's also not sure if that's due to his racial traits as a half elf or his intuition as a good warrior.

Mother, as can be seen from one act in the village of Liberetto, seems to see even if Melvi is hiding herself.

It would also have the effect of skill [magic sensing], but it seems more of a personality issue than that.

According to Melvi, who observed her mother in [Fairy Eye], "You're as innocent as a girl".

Stef, like his father, seems to feel somewhat there, somewhat in a way.

This, he said, is because the fairies are close to the upper limit of the general age at which they can be seen.

By the way, when I'm seriously hidden, I don't see Melvi at all, and I don't know where she is.

Melvi says he's following me, why can't he just see me...

Does that mean you still can't see a fairy in a thin, dirty soul with a mental age of thirty?

Because he was the youngest, but he didn't look like him, he was weirded out by his father and mother, Stef.

For once, if Melvi is in a "normal" state of hiding, he can barely even feel it, so let's also train him to see the fairies [in difficulty] during his journey.

... Speaking of which, the assassin of the example Blacksucker - Yata-glass - possessed the skill of [farsighted].

It seems extremely convenient, and should we aim to learn about it?

In my previous life, my eyesight wasn't very good because I was just playing games.

Because of this, I feel romantic to see far away.

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Thanks to a quick mastery [far-sighted] I was able to notice the black figure blocking the road.

First I noticed, then Melvi noticed, then Dad noticed.

Melvi is a fairy, so she has good eyes with vegetables, and her father seems to have good eyes with his properties as a half elf.

Father was sitting on the table with his mother and discussing with her serious face the black crumbs that had taken the children.

When I tried to tell my father about the shadow, he stared sharply at the front of the street, pulled the reins, and stopped the carriage.

At the same time, he is giving orders to his men's knights to stop moving around the carriage.

Rumor has it, Shadow.

My father snaps.

The black figure at the end of the road was black without metaphor or anything.

Three people dressed in black outfits reminiscent of ninjas, standing wide across the streets, blocking this path.

When they realized that this carriage had stopped, the men stopped approaching about ten meters in front of the carriage with their undressed daggers hanging.

"- What can I do for you? We're still in a hurry. Honestly, it would help if you could clear the way."

My father said it on behalf of a line.

Ignore that father's inquiry, says one of the blackheads blocking the road.

"... How far did you grab it?

It was my mother who answered this.

"Well, what are you talking about? Let me get this straight. - Are you the assassins of Yata-glass?

――!!

Killer, something else blows up.

[Appraisal] I wondered for a moment how my mother noticed without it, but it's not that hard to talk about.

My mother also heard about the black scumbags in the cave, so it wasn't surprising to come up with the rumor that there was a connection to "Black Wolf's Fang".

Instead, you camouflaged it.

That's just the former A-rank adventurer, and I can count on him at times like this.

"... I'm sorry about the excitement."

Alfred father says.

"This time, will you leave it to me?

Dad said as he slapped a ton of shoulders with a spear in his hand.

"At the fort, you couldn't be very active.

As a husband, as a father, I need to show you some good things. "

That's what my father said and laughed niggly.

It was a thick grin, different from the usual thin impression of the line.

Even to the knights of the guards, each with swords and spears, his father commanded him to stand down, and walked out long before the blackheads.

"You got backup?

"Don't"

Answer her mother's words briefly, and her father confronts the three blackheads.

I think it's ok if he says so, but let's [appraise] the blackheads just in case.

Bolio: Part of the 7th squad of "Yata-glass". Level: 27.

"Lucrezio: Commander of the seventh squad of" Yata-glass ". Level: 33.

"Dawson: belongs to the 7th squad of" Yata-glass ". Level: 21.

Hmm.

I guess I'm stronger than the Knight of the Guard.

Maybe Dad came forward because he thought he was no match for the knights of the escort.

Of course, if the knight of the escort was protected by the escort, it would be the end of the line, so I suppose I entertained their mood and put it that way.

Dad is really handsome.

The skills of the Blackheads are similar to those of the two men who fought before.

To what extent does a leader-like man (called Lucrezio, but not even willing to remember his name) do a little more than a black-crush leader during this time?

By contrast, my father's level is 40 and he has plenty of skills.

And then, how will my father treat the disadvantage of three to one?

But for pointing the blackheads at us near the village of Liberet, it's a little - no, I feel a lot like I'm lacking strength...?

"-Julia, you know that, right?

"Of course."

A whispering father and mother.

There seems to be something couples know, but I have no idea.

When she looked at me like that, her mother looked behind her back so that the black scumbags wouldn't notice.

- Is that what you mean?

"Come on, let's go arm test"

The blackheads moved toward my speared father.

Even though there were no signals or anything, the blackcrumbs split between the front and the left and right, almost simultaneously looking to Dad to throw a black-painted dagger.

- Quick!

When I was in the cave, I didn't get a chance to see it because I hit surprise, but I didn't think I'd get this far.

I could have just looked at the level and looked a little sweet.

Father played only the knife on the front with a spear pattern, the rest dangerously.

There's one knife, it's flowing this way, so I'll catch it with [Physical Magic].

[Appraisal] A blackening knife.

"A knife [of stainless steel]. Tajikalis is applied.

What!?

I really casually [appraised] it was amazing information that showed up.

Stainless steel in this world!?

I don't know because I don't have that kind of material, but I don't think stainless steel started to be used on the planet until the twentieth century.

I cannot say for sure about the level of technology in this world, but as far as the quality of cast products (such as dishes and cookware) that are close to me is concerned, it is hard to say that they are also highly flattering.

- That may mean that some have brought their knowledge of stainless steel into this world.

Behind my brain, the sight of "that day" flashes back.

The passageway I stabbed to death by mistake had many knives hanging around.

Of course the knife I took away at that time and the thrown knife with the blackcrumb are separate, but I feel very similar because of the same material...

Now, while I was distracted by the knife, my father's battle was on.

Father masterfully removes the black scumbags that strike from the three sides with only one spear, and does not let the black scumbags pack their mistakes.

And it's quickly creating a situation that favors the three of us against each other.

Every time my father's spear sharpens, a red bump runs on the arms, legs, body and cheeks of the blackheads.

Each still looks like a shallow wound, but the three move slowly, but surely dull.

- Do not lean the opponent against the inside of the spear interval, creating an adhesive state, causing a fine hand injury and gradually weakening the opponent.

If you're dealing with multiple with a long object, it could certainly be the ideal way to fight.

If I were fought this way, I'd be in a hurry somewhere and I wouldn't be able to attack you.

And you must get hit by that gap just waiting for you.

He looks like a good man, but Alfred's way of fighting is really solid and old.

But there was no rush on the three of us dealing with my father.

... I already know why.

The leader of the blackcrumb tinkled his tongue.

I guess that was the signal, the three black scumbags jumped back a lot...

"" "" - "Fireball"!

Suddenly, from behind the trees on the left and right rear, fire magic flew.

But sweet!

"B (Circle) B (Flame) -" Flame Wall "!

Julia, Mother's created wall of flames scatters the fireballs that flew in.

"- What!?"

Upset black scumbags.

In the meantime, I'm already done.

- Dosa Sasa.

From between the left and right rear trees, two blackheads each fell.

At its throat, something like a fragment of a crystal pierces it.

Of course, that's what I did when I combined [hand sword moves] with [physical magic].

Some guys lurked in shady places from here on out, so [Physical Magic] bent the orbit of the fragments and did it.

It seemed half-hearted, but it seemed like a brilliant hit, most importantly.

Maybe it's hard to see things flying, just crystals.

I think it was for a moment that the blackheads were stunned.

But that moment was too much of a gap for my father.

The next moment, when I thought my father's hand seemed sumptuous, two black-crushed whistles were scratched off.

The other one has a spear tip stuck to his shoulder, not his throat, and is sealed in motion.

What my father left behind, of course, was the leader's man.

The leader's black-crush stares at his father with an awesome shape, with his shoulder stabbed.

On his father's signal, the knights of his men, who were watching, approach the leader's blackcrumb.

"- Knock... ever!

Blackheads opened their mouths with unusual eyes.

- Not good!

Dad can't move because he's stabbing the spear's tip on his black-crushed shoulder.

I kick the stone that was rolling on the ground, accelerate with [physical magic] and throw it into a man's mouth.

- Grrr...... Huh!

And I heard a terrible noise.

He must have tried to bite the poison in his back teeth, but he put so much effort into closing his jaw.

... Well, if it's an easy crushing poison, it could crush you when you don't need it.

Something white filled with blood came out of the mouth of the black-crushed collapse after stripping his white eyes from the impact.

I don't really want to imagine what that is or anything like that......

"... Ed, well done"

That's what my father said, and he stroked my head.

"- Let's take this guy to Phono City. We'll talk about it later."