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The march continued until the sun went down completely, and by the time the march stopped and camped, the Sadhan had become completely exhausted.

“... I'm dying. ”

Sahan complains, melting his frozen hands in the warmth of the campfire.

It's not just walking, it's even fighting monsters.

But I can't stand the cold. This damn black ground doesn't blow well, it doesn't snow well, and it just gets cold on its own.

If you wander around this crazy black earth, you'll feel cold even when you wear thick fur.

“Huff! Huff! Huff! There's still a lot to go around. ”

Arlene says the car that the soldiers handed over after blowing it up.

“It doesn't matter to you, but I really feel it in my bones. ”

He talks and moves around. For some reason, Aren and himself are sitting at a distance from the soldiers.

Even if he's so unattractive, Aren probably doesn't deserve this kind of treatment.

“Hey, you can go play with the soldiers. Don't be so considerate. ”

“Yes? Oh. It's not like that, brother. We're here because we can see it when we get close. ”

Sahan tilts his head. There's something you need to see.

Unlike wizards, knights are not that difficult even soldiers. And even if it is the blood of a warrior, Arene is from the common folk.

“Th-the soldiers may be fine, but the nobles are a little upset. I'm a commoner, not a nobleman. ”

“Is that so? They're amazing, too. ”

“Y-yeah?!

Aren tries to answer him, but he has no choice but to stop the roar of monsters shaking the earth from afar.

Ear thumping, earth-shattering vibrations. This is a monstrosity without a joke.

Aren is already getting up and running toward you.

After grabbing his shoulder, Zahan curls it up and watches where the sound comes from.

Increasing field of view becomes clearer and clearer.

There was a Minotaur. A monster well known in mythology.

Faces are cows, but body resembles human.

3m was steaming the elongated earth with a huge iron rod the size of my body that I didn't know where to find.

Every time, soldiers flock like windleaves.

In the midst of all that madness, the magic of the Martial Arts flies over his face.

Surprised by the sudden expression of a firearm on his face, Minotaur tries to extinguish the flame on his elongated face with one hand, but it does not go out. It can't go away.

With a constant flame on his face, he struggles with no thought of making a painful assault.

Soldiers aim for the crucial point, like his ankle.

The Minotaur is badly ambushed and starts kicking and clumping as part of his actions, screaming in agony.

Some soldiers get caught up in it and their limbs explode.

Suddenly, a deep, blue Mana flies through the Minotaur's neck like a flash.

Despite the fatal blow, the man who did not escape continues to stir up chaos with his spear pierced through his neck.

But not for long. He confirmed that the person who cast the Mars Magic was the famous‘ Armada ’, and the person who shot the sharp spear was the‘ Grey '.

“I think it'll be over soon, but you don't have to go. ”

“.. Yes? Sir, do you see that? ”

Aren frowns and replies, his eyes widening in the direction he is looking. Of course, it's an invisible street to Arene.

“Well, I have good eyes. ”

“Wow, that's really nice of you. What's the situation? ”

“The Wizard Armada and Knight Grey have defeated the Minotaurs. This much?”

“Wax... minotaurs? ”

Aren's eyes widen in surprise. The Minotaur is a Class A monster. It's a surprise that such a man has appeared since almost the beginning. And so are the skills of Armada and Grey who beat him so easily.

“Oh, that's too bad. I wanted to see their strength with my own eyes.”

Aren said, feeling sleepless.

“Come on. You don't want to see it later anyway. ”

When you're faced with the Boss Mob. Sahan has a delicate backbone in the situation that would happen if she were here.

* * *

In a sudden, gloomy tent, Saehan struggles to stay awake for as long as he feels in his bones.

The eyebrows are sexually attached, and the jaw wiggles up and down at the same time.

I wish I had a slab of electricity, but it can't be here.

“Hey, are you okay? ”

Sahan asks Aren, who is lying next to him.

“It's cold. I'm fine. Oh, right. ”

Arlene gets up from her seat as if she's remembering something and starts looking through her backpack.

You hear a few more rustling sounds, and Aren pulls a blanket out of his bag and covers the lying sahan.

As the blanket covers his body, a strange warmth envelops him warmly.

“Huh? What is this? ”

I was surprised by the warmth, and asked.

“A magic blanket. I got this gift from Professor Jane when I got here, and I forgot. I thought it would be better for you to use it than me. ”

She nods and wraps her arms around the blanket. The frozen body seems to melt away.

It feels like I'm taking a warm shower on a cold winter day.

“Oh, really? Well, I'll take it without the specs. Thank you so much."

Sahan was moved by the Arene who lent him such a good item.

Aren smiles lightly and lies back on a hard tent floor.

* * *

“Wild bats!! ”

Not long after I got up early and started marching again, I heard the soldier scream.

Sahan hurriedly stops yawning and looks up at the sky where the soldier is pointing his finger.

There, three giant bats whip their wings around the perimeter.

A bat the size of a human. It looks very creepy. They seem to be deciding which men to attack.

Soldiers find the bats and try to take out their bows and shoot arrows, but they dodge swiftly or simply shoot them out with a single flap.

“Oh, my... Oh, my... Oh, my...”

Aren is full of pride, looking up at the sky. He's already taken out the black, but there's nothing he can do about it up in the sky. Sahan laughs for some reason as if he didn't know what to do with Aren like a dog chasing a chicken on the roof.

“Haha… hey. Can you kill him if he falls to the ground? ”

Forgiveness asked, unraveling to the base.

“Yes? Yes. Of course, but how... is he going to get away from magic so fast? ”

“Ugh... you. There's inevitable magic, and there's no magic. ”

Sakhan smiled lightly and looked at the bats and cast the 'wind pressure’ magic.

It is magic that controls the air around it and momentarily raises the atmospheric pressure applied to a certain range.

After Sahan cast the 'wind pressure’ magic, the sky shook and pressed on three bats.

They stagger from the air and fall to the ground, unable to overcome the sudden burst of pressure.

The soldiers are startled by a situation they don't understand, and they start rushing towards the fallen ones.

“Come on. I'm not going. ”

Sahan is dazed. He and Aren are looking at the bats alternately.

Aren nods, his mind on his words, and sprints towards the bat like a bullet.

An arena swarming with bats like a flashlight. The ground he just stepped on is deeply recessed.

The bats fell to the ground and did not give up, threatening around the body with long wings, but one was brutally slaughtered in the stunning assault of the strangled arena and one died with a skewer in its spear. The last one died by the magic of the unknown wizard who was in the same line.

He looked at the scene, admiring with all his heart. Arende is an Arende that easily catches monsters of C + grade, but the soldiers who deal with monsters indiscriminately are also great.

He smiled with a cheerful smile. The stronger his allies are, the better. For once, it is the most comfortable and satisfying situation for you to get experience without separating from others like you now.

“You're amazing. ”

Saehan nods and glances at them satisfactorily, turning his back on the voice of the woman coming from behind the star compartment.

“Huh? Mr. Handun? ”

Black hair, black robe and black coat on black lining and black fur shoes. There was a woman there, all black.

Her black face merges with black territory, so it feels like she's floating white.

“Wind pressure magic, right? It's Class D magic, but if you're as good at it as you are, there's another level of destruction. ”

Her voice was quite jealous and a little jealous. He scratched the back of his head.

“Y-yeah, you get stronger if you handle everything well. ”

She just said it honestly, thinking that if she was being modest here, she would hate it even more.

“.. I guess. ”

The handle turns bitterly back. For some reason, Saehan felt sorry for her back.