The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

Next day

Different kinds of teaching also managed to get all of them to their final days safely. The period of stay provided is over and all you have to do is return to Giml later. After getting ready to leave in the morning and having an early lunch before noon, I am rocked by a carriage that even returns to the way I came.

"It's day five."

"It's pretty quick."

"I thought you'd feel longer."

Carriage assignments are the same as going. I mean, you're riding me with the same rash on your face as you did on your way to the venomous plains, but they seem to have cracked it through this teaching. The first day, Mr. Roche helped me to have a conversation. They were now talking about nature and what had happened up to yesterday without anyone urging them to.

"Don't be too shabby."

"That's right. I'm just going home, but I haven't finished teaching yet."

Mr. Roche and the others cautioned me. I know how it feels, but I thought you could run into warcraft and bandits outside the city at any time. And the noted students honestly began to be alert to their surroundings.

I know it's serious, but I can see at a glance that you're not used to it. I saw them stuck up to the point where they seemed tired, and I wouldn't say it, but both Mr. Roche and Mr. Lucy laughed bitterly. But there was calm air in the carriage.

Without encountering any more warcraft or bandits, he was able to reach the campsite peacefully on this day.

But...

"Mr. Roche."

"Oh, you're going to be sharing today"

It was when I was unloading from the carriage. I heard a noise from far away, so when I looked at it, a wagon with a bigger front was coming this way. As you approach us, the carriage slows down and we'll put it next to this one at a little distance.

"Fine on the edge, are you free?

"Oh, I don't mind."

It appears that the owner of the carriage exchanges short words with Mr. Roche and sets up at the edge of the campground.

At the same time,

"Attention! Guys, did you tell us the rules when you use the campsite? We're not the only ones using this place today, we're good, but don't bother anyone else. Come check on the one you forgot!

Attention was paid to the students to avoid annoying irrelevant people here as well. And the instructors are subtly alert to the carriage. Sometimes bandits attack travelers disguised as the same users in the campsite.

Who simply leaves the modus operandi to numbers and powers. Those who attack sleep. approaching with a well-to-be-populated smile, including drugged liquor and people trying to get their food to mouth. So in these camps, it is easy and principle for users not to interfere with each other as much as possible.

But the principle is principle. There are exceptions.

"May I have a moment?

I guess I was in the carriage. A skinny, better looking man has spoken to me. Take a man next door who looks like an escort.

"What is it?

"Are you guys from over there? If that's the case, I'd like to hear more about the state of the ground, the warcraft, and safety."

"If that's what you mean, I know the leader. I'll show you."

"It'll help. Thanks."

For travellers, the situation on the road is a dead and alive issue. If you inadvertently step on a dangerous path, it's life-threatening.

It is fundamental to gather information in the city beforehand, but it is also likely that the situation will change by the time we get there. For this reason, there is enough to have an exchange of information.

"Leader, they want to know the way."

"Okay."

I'll leave it to Mr. Roche, but he showed me how it went by his side for the after-school.

But it doesn't seem like he's doing something so special.

It felt like I was really just talking about the situation on the road by shredding away the waste.

The conversation ends in less than 10 minutes, and the two return to the carriage lightly without sticking.

"... Lyoma, what do you think of those guys?

As they were dropping off their backs, they asked in a whisper.

"I didn't feel particularly suspicious... but you seemed to be able to fight, right? Not just the escort, but the merchant."

Naturally, the escort also had an octopus that felt accustomed to holding a weapon in the hands of a man who claimed to be a merchant. Not that I'm sophisticated for that...

"The power is probably as good as that of the escort..."

Experience tells us that there are many people like that in bandits.

But if you walk outside in a world where warcraft and bandits go out as normal, there is no wonder you not only relied on escorts, but also tried to acquire your own handling of weapons.

Speaking of merchants I know, I also remember Mr. Piolo from the Sionji Chamber of Commerce having an octopus by weapon in his hand. I didn't even bother to ask, but I think you're wearing about the foundation of a dagger.

Besides, even Mr. Serge from the Morgan Chamber of Commerce is unlikely to be able to use weapons, but I see he used to carry magic tools for self-defense.

So I can't say enough about that to be suspicious.

"Were you suspicious of something?

"No, I'm just like Lyoma. I don't think it's particularly suspicious. But it's about time..."

Time of year?

"It's almost winter, isn't it? It's a noble social season from winter to spring, especially on New Year's Eve. Food and alcohol for parties in preparation for that. Accessories to the dress. Various other items are arranged. Besides, depending on the crop, it may be harvest season before winter. It's when the merchants make their money, and it's when the bandits after them make their money."

"I see..."

Well, if you think about it, it's almost the end of the year in a few months. When I was in the woods, it got cold and autumn to winter. When it started to warm up, it felt like spring, and I wasn't really aware of New Year's Eve...

"Well, I've never been over there to be vigilant for now. Lyoma was a night watch, wasn't she?

"Yes, it is"

"Do me a favor. And then, I'm talking about if you get attacked, have you ever fought a bandit opponent? Can you kill people?

"It's okay. I used to take out a bounty neck called" Merzen the Red Spear. "

I don't care what you think.

Mr. Roche knows and seems to have just checked in just in case.

But what does that mean for you?

"It's interpersonal combat. Is your genre originally mindful of interpersonal combat, or simply because your grandfather who planted the moves was wary of the other villagers? The way Lyoma fought Howard was like a mercenary or a soldier."

"Do you understand?

"I wish I had done this job for a long time. The adventurers deal with different enemies, but people and warcraft move differently. If you're good with Warcraft opponents, Crusade for Warcraft. If you're good with human opponents, crusade or escort bandits. That's how you look at the adventurers who specialize, so you get to know them naturally.

I'd have guessed, but enough would be enough to wrap my bounty neck around it. I'm counting on you. "

"I'll do my best."

"So it's the way to fight if you're actually attacked..."

At the end of the meeting, Mr. Roche gave me a secret because collective and individual fights are different on their own.

And that night.

The watch numbers that came ready to intercept at any time were:

"It's a shift."

"Thank you. Good luck."

Nothing happened, time for a change came.

Next morning.

"Good morning. Mr. Howard."

"Oh, good morning."

It also considered the possibility of being targeted for the deep dawn of sleep, but there was no raid.

"There was nothing there."

"Often. It's troublesome because it's hard to tell if you're a bandit... like this, you're a bandit obviously! It would be easier if you dressed up."

"... that's the other way around, though I think I'm going to get a little lost"

"Ha. Surely there's no bandit coming out in public dignified like that. Yikes. But sometimes you come after me from behind, so don't get too distracted, okay? We'll leave as soon as everyone's ready, so if you can afford Lyoma, just keep an eye on the students."

Copy that, sir.

All I had to do to prepare myself was put my pack already in the item box, so I quickly put it in and head around. Then suddenly I encountered Wisto-kun, who walked from the water field.

"Morning."

"Good morning, Lyoma-kun. Looking around?"

"Yeah, I'm ready for you."

"That's right, it's early"

"Wist, are you water pumping and washing?

I would definitely have a water bottle for the number of people or a portable pan.

"Yeah. And take care of this..."

As he turned around, the big shield on his back caught his eye. That just covers up a big wist-kun torso for his age, and his hindsight looks kind of like a beetle. Is it a worm crust on your hands and feet? It is even more so because it wears protectors with shiny materials.

When I think of it, I think Beck wore similar material protective gear. But Wist, I wasn't as gut-stiffened as you, and I'm not too impressed.

"You've changed gear a lot in a while."

"Yeah. The shield saves money while Brother Jeff tells me all about it. The protective gear was made from a tunnel ant that Lyoma-kun helped me with before..."

When your whole body is aligned, you look pretty strong if you keep quiet.

"Did you focus on defense?

"Yeah... there are shorter spears under here that can be used with one hand, but he said he still tends to refrain from attacking. But I only have the power, so now I can protect everyone... maybe. A little..."

I wish I could say...... but he seems to be trying hard to find a direction where he can help, though little by little too.

"Let's work together. Oh, would you like to try working with me again sometime?

"What!? I still can't keep up with your work, Lyoma..."

"No, I still get chores, too."

Even Mr. Jeff works together as a mentor, and if it's not their nuisance, we can work together. Rank is closer than Mr. Jeff's, and for me, it's an exercise in working with others to get to work.

"Well, if that bothers you. When you get a chance, say hello."

"Ugh, yeah. Say hello! I'll tell everyone!

To everyone (...), or...

A very naturally uttered word catches on, and Wist somehow drops off your back as the tent walks away to the side where it stands.

"Ah, good morning!

……

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It was ignored by two men as instructors who took the streets there.

... I'm seriously questioning my ability to communicate...