The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

We arrived at Point Ade and the Monster Slayers.

As you pass the guarded gate of the SS soldier, a stronghold surrounded by an outer wall, there is a straight road in the center and you can see the gate as it stands on the other side.

In the centre of the base is the building that serves as the headquarters, with the Adventurer's Guild and the Ede branch. Behind it are parking lots, barracks of base guards, golem waiting areas, and blacksmiths for travellers.

The table, on the other hand, is a square without buildings. In the so-called campsite, the adventurers were asked to camp for the time being, and space was also available for parking such as the merchants' carriages and other parking lots.

It's still before the full start, so I thought there were only shapeshifters to manage, and adventurers camping with potatoes. Some of them were pretty quick to hear.

You don't have to take a break. Leaving Noi Arvent, still a dozen minutes. Keep going through the middle and pass Point Ede. Along the streets, to the south end of Tokitomo territory. From there we enter the eastern realm of Creniere.

There's no particular interrogation, either. Intrusion. Well, even assuming there are soldiers from Creniere territory, adventurers from Tokitumo territory are exempt from toll taxes, etc. That's what I was discussing with the Marquis.

"It's been a long time since you've been in the East Territories."

View around as Lung peeks in. Mr Vaud laughed.

"Well, I like the streets in Tokitomo territory. Rather, the eastern realm path would be more common....... and Jin. This armored car doesn't shake much!

"I absorb shocks around my feet."

"I'm more comfortable riding than a bad carriage"

For once, it's shaky, but shock absorbers and rubber tires work. Carriage wheels don't have tires in the first place. So unless it's also a paved city, the basics, the ride is not good.

Well, the fact that we're in the East Territories...

"For once, there was a highway patrol in our realm, and we were driving away warcraft and stuff, but there's no such thing from here, so, guys, stay alert."

When I leave town or settlement, I don't know when I'll run into the Warcraft. The beast, the bandit, was a normal story in my world around the Middle Ages. That's why I was surrounded by a castle wall.

The face of the Monster Slayers looks around from the Dezelt-shaped armored car. As always, armoured vehicles were progressing, but the speed had dropped slightly due to changes in road conditions. A number of small tall hills can be seen, but the grassland stretches north across the street and the grass still stretches out to the south opposite.

Well, I decided to do one of the things I did to accompany you on the ground. Data pad - Future world people take the information terminal that they say is a toy out of storage and start magic communication. Data link - Have the observation data of the RP-1 monitoring pod just placed transferred.

... Whoa, that's a good look from above. Dezelt seems to be the dot. … zoom in to make it a little easier to see.

"Jin, what are you doing?

Mr. Vaud peeks into the data pad. My face is close. Big body, too.

"It's magic equipment. To check the terrain around here and look for Warcraft, etc."

"Are you surprised by the magic equipment?... So was there a Warcraft?

"From here to southwest, there's the big one."

Off the street, but a word. Mr Vaud distorted his mouth.

"Then let's just go hunting. Because the Warcraft Crusade is our job!

Driver! - The Dezelt-type armoured car turned and left the street. More ground bumps, but no big deal, went for the discovered warcraft.

The first thing I came across was a warcraft with horns similar to rhinos.

Caravan eater. That's what they put on me from where I run into the carriage of the caravan and storm it. Definitely a dangerous warcraft for travelers.

I was a little anxious to be able to withstand the giant when this armored car was also making a run for it.... SS drivers just avoided a rush.

Me and Mr. Bell left the Warcraft opponents to Mr. Vaud in the form of cover if they needed it. In fact, it was before breakfast for S-rank adventurers.

A luxurious one-off by Mr. Vaud. Ruthies, the party members are half frightened, and they're unhappy to turn it over here.

Mr. Bell, who watched from the car, laughed bitterly too.

"This won't help."

"No, Mr. Bell, because in front of the Marcus, he was doing the same thing as he is now."

He is the one who, early on after forming the Jade Knights, severed the neck and torso of the Frost Dragon in the Great Cavity Dungeon.

After I just cleaned up, demolition work. From the transfer image of the surveillance pod, I will be the enemy of the Warcraft, while the Warcraft will be divided into dongs.

Lung exhaled heavily.

"Can you take all this?

"Oh. We're gonna go all the way into the storage bin."

If I answered appropriately, Ruti, who went up to the rear of the vehicle, invited Lung.

"Look, we're just going to get some parts!

"I couldn't carry them all until now, so there were only a few parts to dismantle..."

"From now on, we can take it all home."

When Ruti receives the demolished torso of the Warcraft from Lung, he transports it to a different space storage box.

"Heh... hands, this is what it's like to go in there. I don't see it, but it's amazing how you know something..."

I heard thoughts, for example. Nah, it's weird, right? I think so, too.

As Ruti puts it in the storage bin and the height varies between the ground and the armoured car, a long Mr. Vaude enters between them and Lung carries the demolition material to the car. Latille and Fiato are on alert.

"Something, I'm not the only one carrying it long!?

"Come on, young man."

Mr. Vaud's bar reading. It's just that with him in between, Lung doesn't have to lift his luggage big and Ruti doesn't have to give in again. It was a gentle placement on the hips and arms for both sides.

The work is done and the journey begins again. The big warcraft of the body, even though it was dismantled, Lung and others were tired because of the number of round-trips. Latille was gently exerting the magic of healing system fatigue recovery.

Ruti says something, but Mr. Vaud took control of it. Probably stopped her gently from trying to say it was sloppy or something.

Lung also said earlier that he usually doesn't bring it all back even if he knocks it down, so it moves extra than usual. In a way, tired and natural.

"But it's handy."

And, Mr. Vaud.

"Being able to bring back all the Warcraft means buying up will also increase the amount of Adventurers receive"

"I usually prioritize, and even the minute I was crying and throwing away, I can carry..."

Ruti turned his gaze to the storage bin.

"Fine, I have meat, but is caravan eater meat good?

"If you drain your blood properly, you'll most likely eat warcraft meat."

I took my eyes off the data pad.

"But yeah. If you can bring a whole head home, don't change the food situation. Shit. One of these days, we'll have a restaurant specializing in warcraft meat."

"That's funny."

If Mr. Vaud spilled a grin, Fiato nodded a bum as well.

"The flesh of the defeated warcraft was almost discarded... When this is ready to eat normally..."

For a moment, I didn't miss loosening everyone's face.

He then appropriately wandered for a few hours, crusaded the Raptor-shaped and Tiger-shaped Warcraft, then had a lavishly roasted lunch of their warcraft meat and returned to Point Ede.

It took more time to dismantle and accommodate than to crusade. I was able to test the surveillance pods, and even for me, there was a gain.