Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

It was supposed to be a great opportunity.

The Gusters confirmed where Dorothea hired an adventurer in Multo… and gathered information at the Adventurers' Union Guild to find out that the adventurer was an iron class.

Besides, to find out how powerful it was, I finally got to the point where it was an unlikely rush to eat until recently.

Nevertheless, whether or not you think you could have hired only one such adventurer to ensure safety.

If Dorothea understood the strength of an iron-class adventurer, there was also the possibility of recruiting extra if she didn't hire about another.

So the Gusters watched Dorothea's movements carefully.

As a result, Dorothea apparently was satisfied to hire only one iron class adventurer, and the next day she left the town of Malt for the trade route.

This was extremely lucky, and he would hire at least one copper class, just as he set the stage for the best from the gusters he thought.

Of course, if there were more than two bronze classes, it would have been easier to get paid just for surveillance and not a problem, if that were easier said.

But the Gusters are going to quit this kind of operation and pull into their respective lands in the future.

Instead of leaving the possibility of doing a halfway job and buying strange grudges from my client, I'd rather clean up all the designated jobs and get rid of future worries without all sorts of worries.

It's not a rationale from those who were targeted, but the Gusters just have to do so after thinking about their own safety as the Gusters.

The world is tough.

With only a few remaining consciences, Guster, lurking in the woods, went up on the tree at the same time, holding on to his bow and giving instructions by hand to the archer who was waiting for him.

Now the two targets are eating.

This is the time when the most vigilance against the surroundings is neglected, and avoiding skilled archer arrows is something that cannot be done that way.

Plus, even if you noticed and avoided it, you can easily push in just one escort if you hit it with about six people in the middle of a mess.

This is not something else, it's a rule of thumb when you deal with an iron-class adventurer several times.

Regardless of the bronze class, if you are an adventurer who continues to stay in the iron class for a long time, then you can deduce its strength.

Not to mention if it's an arm that you have trouble eating... it's an arm that you can defeat yourself with, first of all, no.

That's why there shouldn't have been any holes in this plan.

The archer's bow was squeezed, and targeted... at the female pedestrian.

The only reason the aim isn't the adventurer is because at worst, if you hurt someone designated as the target to some extent, that's fine.

In addition, adventurers are tied to defensive moves to protect the escort if it is damaged.

So you can take it to a pretty easy situation as an attacker.

That's what I thought I was doing...

The next moment,

- Kiddin!

There was a sound, and the arrow released by the archer started lightly.

To someone, needless to say.

By an adventurer who should have sat near the fire earlier.

Soon she stood between the archer and the target, cutting through the ballistics of the arrows and playing them.

"... Guster!...... Yikes!

When the archer tried to tell Guster that fact, he came crashing from the top of the tree with a strange scream.

Seeing, there was a dagger piercing its chest, letting it die in one blow.

"... stupid... you see in the darkness of this forest...!

With that said, I understood with my head that there was no way I could target the archer's chest so accurately otherwise.

It is correct in the light of Gaster's common sense that there can be no such technology in the iron class.

Correct, but Guster understood from the experience of that tough life that the reality in front of him was the fact.

If so, we need to respond immediately.

Before thinking about it, Guster had already given instructions to all of his people to take down that adventurer in a gesture.

It is no longer possible to do that and everyone is intact, etc., but the archer is actually being done.

It wasn't if I was already saying that.

Besides, if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to beat him, because I was kind of guessing.

That's why I acted, but by the time I realized that, it was too late.

I can't see the woman adventurer who was supposed to be out of the woods.

And one scream after another from the surroundings.

One by one, they're getting hit.

With his sword in place, Guster looks around slightly with a cold sweat as to where the hell he's coming from.

But I don't see that anywhere.

I don't even know the signs.

I regretted being so far assimilated into darkness and that Guster had never fought, and I came here to begin by wondering what the hell I had intended.

But I can't go back before I get the request anymore.

I can't go back......

"... you sound like a leader"

Second, the moment he heard such a voice in his ear and tried to look back, a powerful blow was struck in the neck muscle, and Guster lost consciousness shortly afterwards.

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I wonder what's going on.

There was intermittent screaming from the woods.

I can't see anything from here, but is Lina safe...

Dorothea had a sneak peek into the woods from the front of the carriage, thinking about it.

Dorothea doesn't know how much Lina can do to a bandit opponent.

Dorothea, who at best has only an easy degree of escort, such as martial arts mastery, can't clearly measure how strong Lina is.

But being able to say that so easily, I'm coming because I'm a bandit, means nothing more than that I'm confident I'll defeat it.

That would mean saying you don't have to worry...... but that interrupts Lina's appearance.

I really just look like a fancy girl.

Naturally, too.

That's why it wouldn't be reprehensible for Dorothea to think a little bit about it when she stopped hearing any noise from the woods after a while, maybe Lina had been hit.

If a bandit jumps out of the woods, we have to run the carriage immediately.

That's why Dorothea stared into the woods.

And then, after a while, I open my eyes to the presence that emerged from the forest.

"... Ah, Mr. Dorothea! It's over!

It was, undoubtedly, Lina who showed up dragging something when she said so and sloppily. Totally intact, but with blood flying back on his cheeks, it seems like an unrealistic sight somewhere.

"... sounds like you were okay"

To Dorothea, who told her to squeeze it out of her throat, Lina said, looking at what she had dragged, without feeling at all.

"Yeah. And I caught you looking like a leader. Is there any circumstance, I'm going to move a little bit before I ask, are you okay?