Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~

"Hey, big brother. Will you give me the book I just bought from the old bookstore?"

About two years ago, in a town in the kingdom of Volffwald.

Hayrouth stopped the young man walking on the lonely road outside the town, holding a small book in his hand.

"I've been looking for that book for a long time." I'll give you twice the price you paid when you bought it, so can you give it to me? "

It's a coincidence. I was looking for this book, too, and I finally found it today.

A loosely laughed at the young man - Claude replied, stopping and turning away.

I didn't see any vigilance or fright, but it seemed like I wasn't willing to give up my book.

(Now, what should I do...?)

What Hayrout wanted was not the book itself, but a piece of paper sealed in the gap between the leather garment and the main body of the book.

Just like the rest of the world, there are many spies and allies hiding in the Kingdom of Volffwald.

One of these countries used books to exchange information between spies.

I sold the book to an old bookstore with an unforgiving face, and a few days later, a companion bought it and collected it.

In advance, if the book is purchased from a predetermined ancient bookstore, the exchange will be established without face-to-face contact.

It took some time, but it was safer than meeting and exchanging information in person, and it was only a small coincidence that Hayrout noticed the exchange.

Without this fortune, we have carefully investigated, uncovered the identity of the spies, and captured the two who were interacting.

As a result of the 'talk', we were able to build a good relationship.

I was trying to retrieve a book containing secret information from an old bookstore based on the information I got from them.

It was Claude who suddenly showed up.

I went to an ancient bookstore here for a while, and it was Halut who was paying attention to the customers, but it was the first time I had seen Claude.

Claude glanced at a few books and picked up a book with pieces of paper and bought it.

Coincidence, or is he also a spy belonging to another faction?

Unable to do so, Halut followed Claude.

I moved away from the center of town and lost my popularity, so I decided to speak up and ask for reactions.

Is that the book you wanted so much?

It seems to be readable.

Claude is stroking the cover of the book with her hand wrapped in black gloves.

With a loose laugh, I put my book into my pocket.

"Can you lend me one day?" You can pay up to three times the original price. "

"Read the book you want to read when you want to. There's no more luxury than this, is there? You'll have to wait until I finish reading."

Claude closes the conversation and resumes his steps.

but at the next moment,

"It's dangerous."

He was tilting his head diagonally.

"You're a painter, aren't you? I'm not impressed with the poor handling of business tools."

Beyond the complaining claude, a black mass was bouncing against a tree trunk on the extension of the place where his head had been until just a few seconds before.

Charcoal about the length of a pinky finger. It was one of the paintings that Hayrouth was carrying.

(Definitely, after all, are you one of my peers?)

Probably a good kneader.

The general line had completely disappeared since there was no way to avoid surprise strikes and seemed to be upset.

(Looks like you know that I'm a painter with a face on my face, so maybe you can put your eyes on me from the front?)

Or maybe it was just a guess, but that didn't make my guess any sharper.

If the opponent is confirmed to be an ally, there is no resistance to the ability.

Halut grabbed his hidden knife and threw it at Claude.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Words were frail, and Claude grabbed the knife lightly.

Hayrout narrowed his eyes.

I expected to avoid the knife I threw into my chest, but I didn't think I could avoid the other one I threw at at the same time, the real purpose of aiming at my legs.

(Usually, the opponent's legs are crushed by a knife aimed at his chest.)

Hailut is the ancestor of the serpent's sacred beast. His physical abilities are exceptional, and if he weren't a good Beastman, he wouldn't be able to compete in a white soldier's battle.

However, Claude was attacked by Halut not once, but twice.

This may be a tougher opponent than I thought.

In the blink of an eye, Claude ran vigorously.

(I can't let you go!)

Performs attacks simultaneously with thoughts.

A knife flies through the air, but it just scratches Claude's shoulder.

As he attempts to throw his pursuit knife, Halut changes his objectives at the last minute.

Without a second's craziness, Claude knocks down the object he was throwing at.

My eyes are dazzled.

From the shattered object, the smoke spreads violently.

Earth smoke caught up in the pursuit. It was due to Claude's magic.

Smoke balls and earth smoke.

Double smoke seizes his sight, while Claude tries to escape.

(Do you want to stop him?)

Forward of the pursuing Halut.

The ground was thin and sharp like a spear.

It was an attack by one of the techniques of the earth system, the "Earth Spear", commonly known as the Earth Spear.

I can't hit it, come on.

Hayrout lightly avoided the earth spear that was about to be skewered.

One, two, three...

I spared no time for it all.

Claude's next move, the magic pitfall, opened her mouth, but she kicked the ground with vigor and dodged it without fear.

Sorcery's undulating attacks failed to scratch Halloot.

(If you're attacking 'seeing', it's only natural to avoid it.)

Halut's eyes that had landed turned golden and turned into vertical pupils.

One of the ancestral traits of the snake is the triggering of the invisible sight.

The vision reflected by the golden eyes taught Halut the position and movement of heat and magic power.

A living human is a mass of heat, and magic always moves when magic is activated.

The smoke didn't blind Halut, and he could clearly see where Claude was and where the magic was activated.

Even now, it supplemented Claude's body temperature, which ran about a dozen steps diagonally forward to the right.

Claude's plan to seize his sight with smoke and stop his escape in the meantime was pointless and only a bad thing against Halut.

Halut jumped over a pitfall and landed right beside Claude.

I twisted my body and hit the kick.

"Guuuuuu"

Claude blew up with a dull scream.

(Tch, it was shallow!)

On the verge of a kick, Claude jumped in the opposite direction.

The only flashy thing that blew up was the appearance. It should be too far for a deadly blow.

Claude ran after him before he got back in position, but just before catching up, he turned around and quickly turned to the right.

Immediately after that, the ground sank so that it came out.

There was a pitfall in the place that Hayrout was supposed to step on.

(It was a little bit fussy, but thanks to it, you've roughly figured out the opponent's mouthpiece and strengths.)

There was also a way to activate sorcery not immediately after it was chanted, but after a set amount of time.

It is a method called delayed surgery, and is used as a kind of trap in actual combat.

By predicting their behavior and setting up delay magic in advance, they were able to hit the target with surprise.

(Well, it doesn't apply to my eyes)

The trouble with the delayed technique is that you don't know where the sorcery was planted.

That was not a threat to Hayrouth, who had eyes to see magic power.

The trap that I saw was nothing but helpless.

Claude's strength, his greatest weapon, is probably the tactical eye that predicts his opponent's behavior.

Perhaps one of the solutions was to blow it up with Halut's kick.

I was going to use delayed sorcery to get rid of what I was trying to get rid of.

Normally, it would be settled, but unfortunately, Hailut's eyes were special.

Look around and see where the scattered deferred procedures are.

I dodged all the sorcery and turned to the offensive.

Yo, yo, yo!

"Watch out!"

There was a cut in Claude's arm and red blood.

Slashing with a knife, kicking, beating and washing your legs.

Hayrout felt a faint sense of discomfort when he attacked unilaterally.

(The sorcery on the other side didn't scratch, and on the other hand, it hit me......)

Every time I took a few inches, I was able to avoid a direct hit.

Still, Halut's superiority shouldn't sway, but something caught him.

(It's disgusting. There's no doubt that you're being cornered by the amount of magic power left....)

Halut's pupils can be identified to some extent by the amount of magic power they have and the nature of the magic power.

Claude's magic power was above average as a sorcerer, but it was not particularly high, but only above, below, or above.

The amount was already less than half of the original amount due to a series of sorcery. It was roughly just over 30%.

If we keep fighting like this, the magic will soon fall to the bottom.

"No matter what I thought, there was no other way but to beat Hailut..."

Seeing Claude's belly-throwing knife just shallowly sliced through his flank, Hayrout felt tormented.

(Wait a minute. It's weird. He can't be so good at attacking me in the first place!)

Although the smoke from the magic and smoke balls had faded a lot, it was still drifting around.

Claude's vision was not good.

Nevertheless, I was almost ready to deal with Halut's physical attacks.

When I thought about it, it was strange from the beginning.

Even as the smoke was still coming in, Claude was reacting positively to Halut's attack.

I used it until the delayed surgery.

It was as if I could clearly see Halut's movements.

(In the smoke, I was able to move without any problems because I could see the heat and magic power, so I could grasp the surrounding terrain and human movement...... It's impossible for him to do the same.)

Then why are you moving like Halut with his special eyes?

The answer is probably because Claude knows everything.

Make sure to remember the surrounding terrain and conditions accurately to the detail before the view is blocked by smoke.

From that situation, I was able to predict everything from how Hayrout would move, so I was able to deal with it in the smoke.

(I thought you were a quick thinker...)

It wasn't that easy.

If Hayrout's guess is correct, it's as if Claude

It's a monster.

In the words spoken, Hayrout opened his eyes wide.

It's Claude.

Claude's mouth mirrored the voice of Hayrout's heart.

"Hahaha..."

I had no choice but to laugh.

Since we have accurately focused on the content of thoughts, it was natural to think that Hayrout's behavior and almost everything had been predicted.

(There's an awful lot of people in the world...)

It was Halut with very special eyes, but Claude was also quite flying.

Hayrut leaked a dry laugh, but now he was so hostile to Claude that he squeezed his knife.