Overlimit Skill Holder
Territorial defense stinks.
Many trolleys intersect in the morning, bringing in large quantities of stone and wood, as well as large quantities of debris and debris.
It was just a month after the dragons flew to the territorial capital of the Duke of Ahenbach and the adventurers defeated it.
During the fierce battle against the dragon, the active "Silver Balance" party had already left the Territory, and the Territory's top party was still the "Ash Silver Class (Silver Rank)", one of which was the "Perpetual First Star" party led by Oscar.
Oscar with red hair and metallic armor painted in the same color is popular with the butterflies of the city at night with a loud smile. With this, I would have made "flowers in both hands" every night if I had paid, but the "ash silver" earners are far from walking around every day. Because I know where it is, I am shunned by the women of my hardcore guild receptionist and adventurer companion.
"... chi"
But Oscar was walking around town alone from noon today. I completed my request yesterday and today was a day off.
Oscar regretted that he was unarmed, except for putting a sword on his waist.
I had just realized that I was being followed.
I entered the sidewalk to cross them (...), but the enemy was good at one. If there was an ambush at the end of the sidewalk - "I noticed the tail and pushed him".
"Adventurer Oscar, right?
They were ambushed and followed by neat men. I know a few of them, but this was a bad sign. Their employer —— the lord of this city.
If the lord's minions, the city's security squad, were waiting for them, they would kill those who had nothing dark behind them. As far as Oscar is concerned, there is no painless stomach, so the shank is full of scratches.
"Milords, what can I do for such a cocky adventurer?
"You don't call yourself the 'Red Comet' and call yourself the leader of the number one party in the Territory."
"... that's what I might have said."
Rather than saying that, the words that always come out of his mouth when he gets drunk are "red comet" and "I'm number one".
"Follow me. If you don't resist, you won't see a painful eye."
"Heehee...."
Oscar decided to follow the intelligence unit.
I heard about them from a city informant, but I didn't know they were so well led and moving, and the old man I spoke to earlier was very different. I felt a relaxed atmosphere that was unsuitable for this relaxing territorial capital.
(... the guy from outside town?
He was taken to a warehouse adjacent to the lord's mansion. Oscar was relieved. Because if you were going to kill yourself, you wouldn't be in the middle of this town.
When he entered a dusty warehouse with wooden boxes, a table and chairs were placed in the middle, and Oscar was ordered to sit there. When thick iron doors are closed, only high ventilation windows can connect to the outside world.
When he turns on the magic lamp during the daytime, he suddenly feels like he's not realistic right now - but this is definitely a disaster for him, Oscar puts himself on the line.
"Answer our questions. This is a formal investigation ordered by the lord."
A young intelligence agent, not an old man, who Oscar knew, seemed to become an interrogator. The old man stands there wondering if the lamp's light will or won't reach him... how creepy.
"If it is the duty of the residents to cooperate, I will."
"Don't slap me. First, tell me what you know about the dragon raid and its battle."
Fighting dragons? Oscar doesn't have much time.
Everyone knows about that battle. What do you want to know?
In the meantime, Oscar spoke to the best of his knowledge.
The strength of the Alliance Master and the "Silver Balance" Dantes.
A Silver (Missile Rank) adventurer whose perimeter was half-destructed by half Elf's Crystal-La-Christa.
I was able to be very active in the rescue operation afterwards---
There was a man who wrote them down in detail, but the interrogator didn't even look at you.
"Is that all?
I heard that.
"Hah... well, yes. I don't know if I can tell you the details."
"Is that all?
"No, eh? Why don't you tell me all the details?
"Is that all?
I felt something unusual in the interrogator, who asked me so many times. My eyes are tight.
"--hey."
And there came an old man.
"This kind of treatment breaks my mouth as soon as I get hurt. Adventurer, companion, what a thin word. I've heard a lot of people say that before."
Yes, let's do it.
The interrogator didn't hesitate to pull out the dagger on his hips, so Oscar snapped.
"Wait a minute. Tell me exactly what you want to hear and I'll tell you everything!
"All of it?
"Everything! I have nothing to hide in the battle against dragons--"
"Where did you take the boy who was a slave in Silver Balance?"
I squeezed.
I soon realized it was about Reggie.
"Do you have an idea?
An old man is looking at me —— I was a little nervous about the possibility of being asked about Reggie.
It's been a month since then.
The man who was looking for Reiji soon disappeared and was no longer on the table. Rather, there was a boy who was active in the battle against the dragon, and it was a beautiful story. That's why Oscar thought, "You gave up chasing Raige."
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, Raj! Seriously, what have you done?
A month later, Intelligence continued to search the tunnel and finally reached Oscar. It's such an important project.
"Someone testified that you were walking with a slave boy."
"Yes, I have escaped from the territorial capital."
Oscar got sloppy.
"... outside the territorial capital? How did you do that? All carriage stops were under surveillance, and checks were tight at the castle gate. You and the slave boy were seen in the center of town."
"You know what? There is a" getaway man "who digs a tunnel under the castle wall and pulls it out. I handed them over."
It's all gone bad.
I am the most important, and if Raige is out of the capital about a month ago, he won't catch me chasing him.
If you still get caught, Reggie is bad.
"Kh... idiot!
"Eh!?"
The interrogator stepped in and Oscar was beaten and fell off his chair.
"Hey!? Don't hurt me! I told you the truth!
"Beyond the Territorial Capital!? How serious did you do yourselve--"
Wait a minute.
The old man grabbed the interrogator's arm. That prevented Oscar from being hit a second time.
"... I still wasn't in the territorial city. If it's outside the city, we need to find it. Don't rush."
"Ha... I'm sorry"
Oscar looks up at the respectful Inquisitor and says, "Apologize to me more than that..." But he's not stupid enough to talk about it here.
"I don't want to fight Oscar. Take me to the Escaper."
"Hee...."
Oscar understands that there is no alternative here.
If we take them with us, the "escapees" who are fighting near the walls will have plenty of room to escape. I'm a pro with them.
It just hurts that Oscar, who once sold the "escapee" (...), will never get their help, even though they resent him and won't retaliate.
(... damn it, did you like wearing the cool one that day?)
I can't believe Raj was such a person.
I can't believe I'm going to be lifted up in a month.
It was all unexpected for Oscar.
"Let's go."
"It's awful."
Surrounded by men, Oscar leaves a warehouse with an iron door open. It was a short time, but the light was bright.
(Stay away from me, Raj. Don't come back to the Keysgrain Federation ~)
Oscar did not regret the pain he suffered.
Dantes defended his people in the battle against that dragon, and he saved them from dying. I let the boy that Dantes cared about escape.
You can't regret it.
Oscar has Oscar's beliefs, both in appearance and behavior.
"... well, next time I see you, you'll have to stroke me, Dantes..."
Oscar blurred his eyes in the light of the day.
"Did you say something?
"No, nothing."
Oscar had already switched his mind and thought about where to go for a drink when he took them to the Escape Shop.