A few hours ago, Malpig was still talking to me fine.

The pig is lying in front of my eyes full of blood.

How did this happen? Who the hell did this to you?

Those questions come to my mind all at once, but they return to me right away.

"Hey, are you okay, Malpig!

I approach the bloody Malpig and lift his body.

If I do this, my clothes will get dirty, but I don't care what happens now. Talk about just washing it with water magic if you have to.

Instead, we need to get Malpig somewhere to calm down now.

I can't even calm down and confirm my injury in a place with so many people like this.

With that in mind, I carry the Malpig and go inside the guild.

Then, I get a twitch from the adventurers around me who saw the bloody Malpig.

"Hey, isn't that the guy Malpig? Why is it bloody?

"Well, didn't you fail the request or even wake up with an adventurer?

"No, if you look at the attitude of the Malpigs these days, I don't think there's a line."

I ignore the words of those adventurers and hurry to Mel.

Mr. Mel immediately noticed the pig on my back, in a hurry.

"Malpig, you're not covered in blood! What happened to you, Yuma!?

"I just found it, too, so I don't know the details. More than that, Mr. Mel, I'd like to move Malpig to a place where he can calm down, but isn't there a place like that in the guild?

"…… OK, follow me. I'll show you to your empty room."

Follow Mel's words and head to the empty room where he says there are some in the guild.

And when we arrive in the empty room, we put Malpig to bed, and Mel and I start checking the condition of the injury.

"This doesn't seem to be as bad an injury as it looks. A lot of blood seems to be caused by a broken nose."

"Still, he's been beaten dozens of times just in the face. It's serious enough. I'll call the guild therapist in a minute!

"Ah, Mr. Mel, you don't have to. I'll take care of it."

"... Yuma, what do you mean, you're cured?

"Here's the thing. [Heels]"

I give Malpig my hand and activate my heel.

Because of the magic power there, almost the same blue light emerges as when Sally, enveloping the entire body of the Malpig.

And when the light subsided, the wounds on Malpig's body were gone clean and refreshing.

I breathe a sigh of relief that the treatment has been successfully completed, and I speak to Mel, who is still stunned next door.

"Mr. Mel, the wound has been treated. Let me sleep for a while later."

"… is, Yuma, what is the magic of the moment!? I've never heard of such powerful healing magic!

Saying so, Mel approached me with an amazing face.

Don't tell me you thought in your mind that if a beauty looked like that, it would be ruined.

"I just didn't say it because I didn't need to. More than that, Mr. Mel, I only have one question. Do you have any idea what caused this to happen to Malpig?

"Oh, well, fine. Uh, Malpig, it's the cause of your injury, but so far, my heart is... oh, wait a minute."

Ms. Mel shuts up to think of something.

Maybe he knows something. With such hope in my heart, I will wait for Mel to speak again.

And when dozens of seconds were about to pass, as Mel remembered something.

"Yuma, a little while before you brought you to the guild, there was an adventurer in the guild with blood on his clothes."

"I see, but isn't it common for adventurers to have blood on their clothes?

"Well, normally I would, too. But this is what the adventurer was whining about. You can't forgive me for apologizing, Malpig bastard."

I listened to Mr. Mel and understood what had happened to Malpig.

So Malpig went to apologize to the person he fought with and that's all he got beat up?

Honestly, I'm pretty angry just hearing this, but I decided to ask Mel another important question.

"Hey, Mr. Mel, did Malpig do something as terrible to that adventurer as he did?

If Malpig had done the right thing to that adventurer, he could understand and put up with all that beating.

But the answer to Mel's return is to betray my expectations.

"No, that's just what I heard, but it was just a bickering, apparently. Besides, the beginning of the bickering started with the adventurer."

"... Really? Mr. Mel, can you tell me what that adventurer looks like?

"Uh, long coat on long hair. Plus, I have a sword on my back... Yuma, maybe!?

"Thank you. Now, I'm going out for a little while, so I'm glad you've seen Malpig every once in a while."

That's what I told Mel, and I walk to the door to get out of the room.

Then, when I put my hand on the door, the door opened at about the same time, and from across the door, Igle jumped into the room in a hurry.

"Yuma, I heard Malpig got hit!!

"That's a quick story. Well, Malpig would be fine now. All the injuries have healed and I'm sleeping slowly. Yeah, just fine. Can you check on Malpig for the time being?

Igle seems relieved to hear that Malpig's injury has healed.

"Ugh, I was relieved to hear there was blood everywhere. More than that, Yuma, where are you going? That doesn't mean you're going back to Zinnia, does it?

"Yeah, we're just going to have a little discussion about the Malpig thing. Maybe it'll take a while, so don't ask me about Malpig."

"... well, okay. I'll take care of Malpig!

"Thanks. I'll see you later."

That's what I left out, and now it's time to get out of the room.

It wasn't until a few dozen minutes later that the intended person was found.

Probably him.

It also matches the information on Mel's appearance.

Well, first of all, how strong do you have, do you want to try to appraise it?

Activate the thought appraisal to check the status of the target.

Olysal lv22

Force 24

Health 27

Fastness 22

Luck 11

You're weak. You're obviously a little weaker than Malpig.

If this guy is the other guy, there's no doubt that Malpig will be late. Even if he was struck by accident, he must have had as much means to fight back as he could.

And yet, not one scratch on this guy's body. By that, you mean beating up all those stubborn malpigs that were totally irresistible?

"Whoa, that's bad, that's bad"

Just looking at it from here, I can't keep my anger down.

Suppose we just start?

I show up ahead of the Adventurer Olyssal.

"Oh, my God, you are. What can I do for you?

"Let's get down to business. You did the malpig, didn't you?

When I say Malpig's name, Olysal smiles at his face.

"Oh, you know that piggy bastard? You're the neck hunter Yuma. What, you're still just a kid?"

"I don't care about me. I'm asking if you're the one who did the malpig."

"Damn, you're a nasty bastard. Well fine. I'm the one who did that piggy bastard."

"Why, I did a malpig. You and Malpig's cause is just a bickering. You shouldn't have had to hurt that much."

When I bump into that question, Olyssal gives me a guessy look.

"Why did you do it? Mm-hmm. It's up to you because you don't care. Hey, that piggy bastard was a serious masterpiece. No matter how much you hit me, you won't even get away with fighting back. Thanks to you, I'm relieved of the stress."

"Are you not reflecting at all on the act?

"Reflection? Doesn't that sound like it? I'd rather have him become my sandbag from now on. Wouldn't it be great not to resist no matter how much you hit him? Isn't that piggy bastard a little bit grateful for helping people, too?

The geezy expression tells the story that what I just told you is true.

Sorry, Malpig. You put up with me, but I don't think I can.

I approach Olyssal slowly, exasperating myself.

Then Orisal seemed a little scared of the boulder, but immediately she said with a guessy smile and her hands on my shoulder.

"Damn, you're a neck hunter. If you get your hands on me here, you're gonna be in danger to that pig's position, aren't you?

"You don't need to worry about that, so don't worry. I'm not leaving a trace this time."

"Oh? What did you say………………"

I grabbed Olyssal's wrist and squeezed it before Olyssal ran out of words to the end.

"...... but hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

Olysal rolls into the ground for the extra pain.

I can't help it. I didn't break a bone, I slowly squeezed it.

The pain is probably unimaginable.

Olysal kept screaming in pain for a little while after that.

Well, I guess it's time. I think so. I activate magic.

"[Heel] Activated"

The magic activates and Olyssal's wrist returns to normal.

Well, does this state of wrist heal in seconds? Boulder is a level 4 healing magic.

And Olysal watches his wrist return to normal.

Eventually he moves to check his undone wrist and hits me with a hostile gaze.

"What the hell is this? You think you can just do this!?

"Hmm, is there a problem too? You healed your injuries properly, didn't you?

"Even if that kind of bullshit works…………………………."

"Doesn't that work? 'Cause your body doesn't even have a trace of injury. Well, let's keep talking about it."

That's what I said, and I'm slowly approaching the Orisal.

Did you feel that I was creepy? Speak out in a frightened manner.

"And, hey, what more are you going to do!

"What are you talking about, rather it's the real deal from here. From now on, I'm going to crush your bones one by one until your heart breaks. Take your time. Oh, don't worry, I'll do the restorative magic."

"Ku, don't come! Don't come over here!!

"Hmm, do you want me to crush it off your feet so it's hard to escape first? Okay, let's get started."

Then for a while, the screaming of Olyssal never stopped.

It's been helpful in a less popular area around here.

"... already... give me a break..."

It was a few hours after the start of the work that Orisal offered to do so.

It was after I grabbed the bones in my body.

"You're the one with it inside. More than I can imagine, boulders are adventurers."

"... I won't get my hands on you anymore... please..."

"No, not to me, swear I won't get my hands on Malpig. Then I'll end it today."

"Ok...... I won't do anything to Malpig in the future...... I swear"

"That's fine. But remember. If you ever break a promise, you'll see more hell than you did today. Be careful not to."

At the end of the day, heel the olisal and leave the scene.

Well, it's a little later than planned, but the Malpigs will be waiting for you, and will you try to make your way to the guild?