Approximately a kilometer at a distance.
It was one bullet fired from the shadow of a rock.
At the end of the aim is the young man who came out of the carriage.
And without the madness of the dimensions, a bullet flies in a straight line aiming at its head.
From the moment he shot him, the killer was convinced that he had taken the youth's life.
(Mission accomplished. It would be so easy to win if I had a [sniper (sniper)] in Class II Job. And then those bandits are guilty. -)
He was about to leave soon. But he's going to witness something incredible.
"... what?
I thought the boy who showed up earlier stretched his arm and prevented the bullet.
(Ugh, you're lying...? Did you just see that kid, my shot balls...?
Besides, the boy just showed a slightly painful bare gesture.
Even at this distance, the iron plate should have had the power to penetrate lightly.
Normally, they say they blow up their arms or something, but from what I've seen, their arms are decent.
Shortly after, the boy turned this way.
"Huh!?
I feel my eyes meet, and the killer's shoulder bounces.
No, I tell myself it was supposed to be a coincidence, but my heart palpitation didn't stop.
And then the boy comes running this way.
Definitely.
They found me.
"Hey, what the fuck, that kid haha!?
I know that he is the owner of an unusual strength that does not even put the leader of the bandit in his teeth, because I have seen it earlier.
Jobs in the shooter lineage aren't very good at melee.
If they packed the distance, defeat was imperative.
But he must never be caught.
Those bandits don't know their true purpose, but he was moving on a request from a certain person.
If anything were to be captured, it would certainly be erased for cover.
He strikes an immediate escape hand.
Confident in his own arms, he had not always forgotten his prudence.
Assuming the worst of these cases, he picked a sniping point with a forest right behind him.
Jump into the depressed and lush woods.
Of course I wouldn't do anything that would leave a trail to be tracked.
On the contrary, to confuse the target, he stepped on the grass in the opposite direction from the wax.
"It's no use running away."
"Huh!?
We fought.
I was treading that I could still afford at least about ten seconds from the distance.
Yet looking back in horror, that boy stands at the end of his eyes and nose.
"Chi, shoot when you get close -"
Before pointing the gun at him, the boy's figure was scratching out.
Intense impact on the abdomen.
Soon I have a boy in my pocket, letting his fists plunge into a dovetail.
"Gu..."
He lost consciousness and fell into the spot.
Everyone was pompous when Lion caught the sniper and came back.
The first to return to me was a young man sheltered by Lyon, who opens his fearful mouth.
"Did you notice the attack from that distance...?
"Huh? Yeah, but"
"Unbelievable...... Oh, yeah, more than that. Are you hurt?
"It's okay, it's healed."
Lyon's hand, which prevented the murder bomb, had not left one scratch.
Healing magic was used to heal the sniper while he was packing his distance.
"... and anyway, thanks to you, I was saved. I sincerely appreciate it. For the record, I can't reveal my name here and now, but I promise to pay this reward through the Adventurer Alliance."
The young man's eyes were not lying.
I guess I really can't say my name.
Maybe he's still a nobleman of patience.
I don't really want to be involved in aristocracy if possible, so if you mean to handle it via the guild, it was something I wouldn't even wish for.
"Nevertheless, where I said it would not be easy for you to trust me"
"Nothing like that."
"Huh?... No, you can't believe it right there"
I was told in a strong tone.
Rion, who has extremed a job in the bandit lineage, can spot lies, because he can determine their credibility even in the first meeting, but from someone who doesn't know that, he won't be able to help but think of them as "a child without public knowledge, even if he has strength".
In the future, the youth became anxious that bad adults might fool them.
"So pay up front"
When the young man looked at it, he presumed to have guessed its intentions beforehand, handing Lyon a bag that another man had prepared.
"This one was so full in my hand right now."
To say so, the bag was packed with gold coins.
"So much? I mean, that's enough..."
"It means that what you did to me was more than that. You just wiped out all the burglars, treated my allies, and even stood up and protected me. If you hadn't been lucky enough to get by, we would have been wiped out by now."
You can't just not take it if you say so much.
(You've got a lot of money. Maybe even aristocrats are advanced)
With that in mind, Lion receives the money.
"Eh, what do these people do?
"Of course I'm going to tie him up and take him. It's just gonna be hard for everyone at once."
"Really? Then I'll carry it?
"No, you don't even have a carriage, do you?
"Because I have a ship."
When Lyon says so, he uses earthly magic to create a ship.
I made it a little bigger to carry the burglar.
"" "The ship!?
Neither did they think it would be created in front of them, watching where they had interrupted on the ship earlier.
Lyon throws the fallen bandits into the ship, hand-in-hand with the twins.
When we finished putting everyone on board leaving only the sniper and the affinity, we jumped on board ourselves this time.
"Well, here we are."
And he broke up with them, and Rion ran the ship.
"... Wow, are we even dreaming?
"... hateful, it hurts even if it hurts"