The Peerless Kobold (WN)

Just around that time, Warren, the core city of Farias territory, the Adventurer Guild Branch, built in the emerging section there, was surrounded by hustle and bustle, with the appearance of young redheaded wizards in the corner of the co-located tavern.

"Hey, that's a disaster... because you got promoted to Black Iron."

"Ah, an injury to honor? But now I'm exempt from crusading."

Complex fractures, bandage-wrapped right hands, and a bittersweet laugh, my daughter is a friend of Muriel's, Mirea, a scoundrel bowman. Some outfits are more exposed with an emphasis on casual character and ease of movement, and can be popular with the guys in their guild.

She was therefore the seventh tough big man in front of her, but she was smiling and responding.

(Maybe you think it's a hassle inside...)

Even though he should be grumpy because he was injured in a retreat while protecting the inhabitants of the village of Grau and can't grip the bow and arrow for a while, it's just not going to make him feel fine dust either. After a while, she sent out the big man she had finished talking to and turned back to her companions.

"So I mean off... sorry"

"I can't help it, Muriel's healing magic isn't universal either"

"Yeah, when I'm forced to heal, my bones heal weirdly, and I can't hold the bow and arrow..."

We will have to take some time to gradually heal, so we are unlikely to make it to the Valiant Crusade in the near future.

"But without Mirea, it's tough, refusal to participate..."

"Suspension of adventurer credentials and fines, huh?

Riverto quickly stabs the nail at Ares' whining scratched and fried chestnut hair.

"Yes, it's a special request for the Lord's life."

A special request that is currently disturbing the Alliance is a special request issued by the Lords to the Alliance for power in the event of a critical situation in the Territory.

All adventurers in the area covered by said guild will be targeted and will be forced to participate, with the exception of wounded and distant people like Mirea.

"Well, try not to die."

"Ares is right, it's more about life than bounty..."

"Well, we can't crusade Valiant Queen."

The Queen of Giant Ants is a menace B demon and cannot deal with the Muriels who have just been promoted to very “Black Iron”. Besides, even Imperial Valiants protecting the Queen needed to be prepared to stab at each other.

Fortunately, the majority of individuals are variants of Threat E +, so although even they can cope, they have no choice but to flee if confronted with a superior individual.

"... are you okay, this crusade"

Unexpectedly, most people here think about Libert's words.

Even Valiant Queen alone has 2-3 “gold” adventurers needed to crusade, along with surrounding Imperial species and a large number of regular species…

"Aren't you poisonous or something, Muriel, like when you exterminated rats in Viel Village?

"Ugh, it's poison resistant and less effective."

Mirea is the best person to say it, but she's not that convenient to have an effective poison. For once, there were three “gold” adventurers in the city, but there were tough ones for all of them to join.

It should be noted that there is only one adventurer in a country who is a hero, "Scarlet Gold” or “Silver" after that, and essentially the highest adventurer in the field will be "Gold”.

That percentage was less than the top 3% of adventurers, followed by “silver” of about 7%, common “black iron” of about 60%, and rushing “iron” of about 30%.

The proportion remains the same in this city of Warren, where we are currently staying, with the same distribution of about sixty possible adventurers. In short, the majority are less than the same “black iron” as the Muriels, so it is difficult to discuss the queens and imperial species of Valiant.

That's why we can't all hide our anxiety somewhere... but we can't just leave it alone.

"... if you don't defeat me here, I'm sure you'll get stampede"

Muriel faces everyone with a determined look.

"Oh, a lot of people couldn't help..."

"You know what we can do, Liberto."

Care for him seriously. Mirea hangs her words, but she frowns when she sees painful traces of her treatment. It's an injury to honor, as she herself said, but I guess there's something I can't afford.

Looking at the interaction between the two, Muriel recalls the evolution of the situation.

It begins with the encounter of four adventurers battling several giant ants, 1.5m long and about 1m tall, near the village of Grau, on their way back from fulfilling the request of the Nice Chamber of Commerce to deliver to the city of Douglas.

"... Is that better to help?

"Uh-huh, don't interrupt me badly... something's at stake, isn't it?"

Though he had already defeated (d) giant ants, apparently the healer's magic was out, two avant-garde men and women were fighting while guarding the rear guard with injuries.

"It's not good in this case, duh!!

Mirea grabs three arrows from the arrow barrel and grips them into each bow, shooting them off three uninterrupted times in a streak of fire.

"Gigg, gigg!?

After a moment of stiffness, the giant ant, who received two arrows in his abdomen and one in his head, came towards him, holding the archer in sight, but lay low on the ground on the way to despair.

"Mm-hmm. Not that durable, not that threatening."

Even while Mirea squeaks at the gigantic ants she's exhausted, the other one who notices her crawls at a faster rate than expected as she builds her temper.

"Chip!

A bowman flies away with his tongue pounding, and instead of putting in, a lightweight warrior with a sabel aside leaves himself low and runs.

"Hey there!!

"Kishaar!"

Reverse cuts from the horizontal structure to the flying giant ants are swept through, and the giant body that bursts into the inertia is not stopped when the forehead is deeply cleaved and rested.

"Huh!? Wow."

He gets pushed down by the corpse of a giant ant ant, and he pokes his ass cake.

"Ouch..."

"You're not tight, Riverto."

"Isn't that a terrible word?

I'll let him stand with Ares reaching out to him with a slightly obstinate look on his face.

"Are you all right?

"Oh, it's no big deal... more than that"

While this one (here) was capturing the two ants, the other (there) was capturing the two giant ants. The tired looking adventurers walked in as they waved.