Reborn Brave's casual journey - The legendary bravest seems to be even stronger in his second life

Alk's little body blew up.

But Lion, who was hiding and watching, doesn't panic at all.

Because on the verge of getting a General Oak rampage, I found Alc flying backwards from himself to kill the power.

As the alk twirls in the air, it lands off its feet on the trunk of the tree.

And he kicked the trunk and flew away looking at the face of the General Oak.

"Yes."

"Buh!?

I ate Alk's flying kick to the nose and flipped it over to see if there would be a General Oak giant.

After looking to heaven, he falls from the back of his head to the ground.

General Oak had completely stripped his white eyes.

Alk stabs Todome quickly.

By that time, Illis had also defeated four oaks.

"You wanted to fight a big oak yourself," he rushes over to Alc's side with his face.

"You're both tired. That wasn't bad."

Lion shows up while working the twins.

I could appreciate the fact that I've been able to fight properly using moves and rushes, especially from the way I've fought through my stats.

"It's just that Alc was a little alarmed. We need to be alert to General Oak properly. If that was the Red Dragon, it would have been fatal."

"... n"

Mysteriously nodding alk.

It's an anomaly in itself for a five-year-old to deal with the Red Dragon, but of course they don't realize that.

"Illis was struggling surrounded by four bodies, but when there are many opponents, it's to be careful about positioning them. If you do it well, you can bring it in one-on-one, even if it's a one-to-many"

"Mmm!"

Ilis nodding with a stiff face.

A five-year-old deals with a large number of orcs - hereinafter abbreviated.

A line of lions continues to go smoothly oak hunting after that.

If any other adventurer party had seen their fight, they must think this is a dream through amazement.

"Mm, it's time"

For safety's sake, the hunt was set to last up to three hours a day.

With more than fifty bodies lightly packed into the item box, the Lions returned to the square at the entrance to the forest.

"Then we'll start the review session with this!

A well-attended voice of guild staff echoed in the square.

The noisy adventurers simultaneously quiet down and pay attention.

Competing for the number and quality of oaks the adventurers have hunted for, the Quality Review is one of those events devised to boost oak hunting.

Previously, we only assessed quality, but now we have a new department to evaluate numbers.

Competed in today's and tomorrow's two-day records, participation is party-based.

But I don't mind being alone.

The result is the number of crusades divided by the number of people in the number of departments, but there is no adjustment based on the number of people in the quality department.

Each of the two divisions will decide to win, plus an overall victory based on both achievements.

Of course being a great honor as an adventurer if you win, you were to be given a special reward.

"Let's start with the quality department! If you've hunted an oak around two meters long, come here!

Several adventurers carry the oak in a whim.

The staff weighed it on the scale.

The evaluation criteria are weight.

"Mr. Gatts' party records! One hundred and thirty-three kilometers!

"Mr. Bavaroa's party records! One hundred forty-five kilometers!

"Mr. Lotteri's party, what a high oak he was hunting! The record is... two hundred and twelve kilometers!

"Mr. Zed's party is huge too! This one is definitely high oak too! The record is... a shame! Two hundred and five kilometers! Slightly less!

"So far the maximum is two hundred and twelve kilometers! Has anyone said they hunted orcs beyond this!?

Appearing full there was a party led by Lancelot, an S-rank adventurer.

"It's hard to hunt two hundred and twelve kilometers of high oak."

What he was carrying in his luggage was a big individual once or twice as much as an orc until then.

The adventurers make a scene.

"Hey, isn't that a general oak!?

"Seriously. I participate every year, but I've never seen it before."

The officials try to lift together, but not at all.

One of Lancelot's parties gave him a hand when he saw it.

At first glance, she's a normal woman, but lightly lifts up the giant General Oak and puts it on the scale.

"Sa, three hundred forty-one kilos!? Mr. Lancelot's party record was three hundred and forty-one kilos!

When the weight was told, the adventurers turned.

"Ho, has anyone else said they hunted orcs beyond this?

"There's no way you're here."

He's the winner in the quality division.

And that's where Lion came forward.

"Can I get you out here?

"Huh? Ah, yes"

After confirming that the official snorted, Lion put the loot he had left inside the item box on the scale.

The adventurers, who looked at what the child was doing, looked at it in unison.

"" "Ha!?

The oak that Lyon placed on the scale was no different in size from those of the Lancelots.

"Jeez, it's General Oak!?

"No way he's been hunting!?

While the adventurers are stunned, officials read the figures on the scale.

And he had a hell of a record to say.

"Sa, it's three hundred and fifty-three kilometers! The earlier record was three hundred and forty-one kilometers, so it exceeds that!