Between the day I went to investigate with Mr. Grett and the others, Estelle was to teach the magic of deception in taking care of Freesia.
Originally, Luna handled the magic and didn't remember it badly. She was trying to get sick, but she got it safely.
Now in case you get a hood outside, you don't have to worry about your ears finding out.
Freesia herself seems to be able to use the magic of the wind system, so a proposal emerged to teach it, but this magical propriety seems very low and impossible.
If you remember, you think you're in danger of being released because your consciousness will soon move over there?
I'm considering whether Estelle can create a magic guide for it, but it seems difficult.
After a few days like that, we celebrated the day of our departure.
I'm up Luna early in the morning and leaving Freesia to me, and I'm coming to Sevaria while the two of us drop me off.
And first I started traveling to borrow a horse.
"Has the opportunity finally come to take advantage of the practice of riding horses? I'm getting nervous."
It's been awhile since Knoll and the others gave me my first training in horseback riding, but I've been watching my spare time since then and going to practice for a little while.
Thanks to you, even one person can get on with it to some extent, and this time it's my turn to put Sisha or Estelle in the back.
I bore that much compassion and anxiety, and I was ready... but when I heard what I said, Sisha frowned and denied it.
"What are you talking about? Mr. Okura is behind me this time."
"Eh."
What do you mean? I just thought it was my turn this time...... why not!
Sissha has responded with precision, as if she were hearing my heart.
"Isn't that obvious? Sure, I'm starting to be able to ride, but all of a sudden I can't ride two. Not only that, but you also have to speed up with other horses."
"That's right. You can't leave Estelle to me unless you're more free to manipulate the horse by yourself."
"I'm sorry it was such an opportunity, but I can't help it. I'll look forward to the next one, so good luck."
Not only Sisha but even Knoll...... apparently still far from the two acceptance criteria.
When we talked about going with a horse, he also practiced, so it seemed like a sweet idea that he thought I'd be left to him.
Damn, that's sad... but it's natural that I'm a novice without having to think about it, because I can't ride with other people's horses?
Safely borrowed a horse to get to the rendezvous point, even as there was no longer any regret or anxiety on the other hand and it became a complicated mood.
I should have come early, but I already saw Mr. Grett with the horse.
There is also a figure of Mr. Marth around him, along with other middle-aged men with wands and a demon-like conductor in robes and a young man with a slightly heavier looking bow with a trigger.
And there's another woman with short hair and a light outfit, with a dagger on her hips and a smaller bag. If you're judging by your appearance alone, I feel like a sheaf system.
Is this Mr. Grett's party member? There's all these people who seem pretty strong... or don't feel like they're the target of an attack.
Whoa, seriously, I have to say hi without looking at it.
"Sorry to keep you waiting"
"No, we're here now too..."
Mr. Grett, who turned around, looked at me, opened his eyes and shut up.
Mr. Marth, who was nearby, noticed too. He turned his sharp eyes this way, but as soon as he saw me, he opened his mouth and turned to a strange look.
Um, I'm taking off my helm and hat for once, but still this reaction?
When Mr. Grett, who was a little hardened, is hacked, he coughs up and mouths the potpourri and words.
"That's what the rumors look like and do... well, it's kind of unique, you know. I didn't know who it was for a second."
Does it suck how much I look to have a reliable atmosphere, Mr. Grett, wandering all the way here?
But this is the best equipment in the state of affairs, and the moment I thought that if I actually fought the demons, you'd understand... the look on Mr. Mars's face, who was flashing, turned to the strong side and called out to me.
"Come on, are you kidding me? Why are you holding a pot lid?"
"I'm not kidding... because this is the best quality of the shield I have"
"Huh?"
Whatever your appearance, have you reacted to that one?
What I have in my bee armor is a pot lid... that makes me want to go in there.
When I heard my reply, Mr. Marth said he didn't understand what he was talking about. He looks so complicated.
And as I stood by what they were going to say next, I began to say amazing things.
"... All right, that's funny. Then use it to try and prevent my attacks."
"Don't stop! Rendezvous and don't cause problems early!
"But, you can trust me when they tell me we're gonna fight together on this? Thank you. You've been frigid and trustworthy."
Mr. Grett in the stop, but he's stuck in words with a chill gaze at me in response to Mr. Marth's words.
Wow, I'm starting to get into some trouble.
I thought you'd understand if you fought the demons, but I never thought I'd do it with Mr. Mars.
I don't know what to do... if I say no here, they're going to totally look down there and they're not going to listen to me no matter what I say.
Mr. Grett's party members have been looking at me since just now and trying to get back to me.
... I have no choice, let's take it here. They just told me to prevent an attack, and I should just be attacked with a pan lid.
Besides, if you watch your face, even if you can't prevent it, it won't do much damage to me wearing armor.
It would be better to make an impression than not getting a battle if you failed.
"I don't mind if you say you can trust me just to prevent it. Don't hesitate to attack."
"Whoa, that's what I have to do! Don't hesitate to let me do this!
That said, Mr. Mars took his armor out of the luggage he had and wore it on his arm.
Hey, wait a minute! You're a bee! I told you not to hesitate, but it looks like iron and that's why he beat me up. You're not going to hurt!
Mr. Mars ran out at me with a delightful look before he stopped.
He is instantly approached to a distance within reach and his fist is released with a facial eye.
The defense was already unlikely to make it, but thanks to the effect of the equipment, the lid of the pan was erected at a speed that exceeded the speed of the punch.
I was sure I could prevent it and tried to take Mr. Mars' beating as it was... but my fist stopped on the verge of hitting the lid of the pan and I saw the other fist coming from the corner of my sight.
Faint!? Don't go that far and attack me! Don't you just look at the strength of the lid on the pan!
I accidentally tried to curse him, but not the other way around, and forced him to move his arm further and hit the lid of the pan directly into his impending fist.
Cockroach, and when the blunt noise calmed the air on the field, Mr. Mars screamed one tempo late.
"- Say hey!?
He is holding down the arm of the person who beat him and screaming with a painful look.
... I did it.
"You're kidding me! The lid of that pan! It's not the hardness of the lid!
"Well, that's why you said you had the best quality"
I was desperate too, so I tried to prevent it as much as I could... I don't think I'm getting any major injuries because I'm armored, but I might be hurting my muscles.
But it's worse to wear an iron armor and use it all the way to the feint to come at your face! I'm not bad!
... No, but I might feel a little guilty. Besides, it's not a good idea you're hurting your arm to go investigate.
I gave him the potion and tried to get him cured, but before that, Sisha approached me.
"Oh, you sounded painful. I'll treat you."
"No extra imitation. - Oh, hey!
When Sisha hung her healing magic by ignoring Mr. Mars, who could roar, her expression soothed if her arm ached.
But you recognize the recovered fact, and soon you turn into a look that chewed up the bitter bug.
And I opened my mouth to say something, but Mr. Grett broke in.
"Sounds like you lost. You can't say anything if you've been well prevented from even fainting. What are you doing, hurting your arm?"
"Shit, you're moving so fast, not according to what you see..."
There was no sound, and Mr. Mars tried to get away from us with his tongue.
but our clergy will not allow it.
I put my hands on my mouth and screamed out loud on purpose.
"Uh, can you trust me with that? Okura-san, you've prevented it."
"Ugh! I'll admit it, you son of a bitch! You really are a cleric!
"Ugh, didn't I recover for you -"
So it's a chase... something that's been tangled up by Mr. Mars, but it's too miserable.
Mr. Mars drops his shoulder and walks away, kicking the stone in a way that doesn't seem funny.
The leftover Mr. Grett dropped it off sighing and then bowed his head to us.
"I'm so sorry Mars did something rude. He doesn't really listen to me once I say it."
"No, because this one has accepted. The arm... it's okay, right?
"It's okay because I did the restorative magic. Well, there didn't seem to be that much damage."
"No, thanks for the recovery. We didn't have a cleric at our party... thanks to you for not having to use the potion."
I didn't know there was a magician but no clergy, and Dius and the others were only clergymen, Mr. Smica, and I guess it's still hard to get them both together.
When the healing means depends on potion, it looks spicy.
Once he was finished stuffing himself, he returned to the Knolls, who watched him in silence.
"Hmm, you're the guy that said that"
"Sounds like you have strength, but you really are a fighter hipster. I've been a little nervous since before I left..."
I had told Estelle and the others about Mr. Mars beforehand, but I actually seemed to feel anxious to see him.
I thought I'd be in trouble if something happened too, but I didn't expect this to happen sooner after rendezvous...
When the ahead is caring and sighing, Knoll is tilting his neck. What's wrong with you?
"But you looked a little out of hand when you attacked Ogura earlier."
"Oh, yeah? I was so fast and in a hurry..."
"It's an obvious provocation, and it feels like you're doing it deliberately. Do you have any idea, or do you just not like it?
That's what's missing or something. Ugh!? I tried to prevent it, but I thought you were seriously coming to kill me.
You didn't bother getting involved with us in a fight, checking our strengths beforehand... No, do you do that on purpose?
It seems more natural to think you're involved simply because you don't like this previous extension.
I hope Mr. Grett keeps up the good work between them...... it looks like it's my outfit too, so will I do my best so you can admit it as well as leave it to me?
Then we started introducing ourselves lightly between each other's parties.
Vile, a man who is a demon mentor, talks about whether he has shown interest in Estelle, who is also a demon mentor.
"Ho, it's rare that such a young magician's daughter is an adventurer"
"That's uncle too, isn't it? This is the first time I've met an adventurous magician."
"I don't like adventurers much. I'll do it because it's funny."
"Hehe, I'm for the same reason. The funny part is with your brother, though there's a difference."
"Ha ha, this is your little girl again"
We're kind of having a fun chat with each other about what we're up to.
I would be adorable if I didn't have Estelle......
And Knoll was talking to Azery, a seaf-like woman.
"It's a party full of women. You look so strong."
"Hmm, that's true! You can count on me!
"Oh, I'm so confident. I'm counting on you."
When Knoll bent his arm and did the trick of making a force kobu, Mr. Azeley clapped with a patsy.
Mr. Azery seems to be a searcher-based person who excelled in mapping maps and exploring caves.
Is it okay to recognize a job in the sheaf system for once?
The last young man to have a crossbow is called Cruise, he says he's quite skilled at that young age.
He doesn't seem to talk much, and after a gentle greeting, he walks away from us and takes care of the crossbow silently.
In the meantime, I finished all my greetings and finally talked to Mr. Grett again.
"As I said earlier, we don't have a cleric at our party. It is very helpful, to be honest, to be able to act with you with the clergy. But with this number of people, the burden should increase considerably. I don't want you to be too unscrupulous and I want you to focus on recovery only when you need it"
"Ugh, don't worry. If I really support this, I'll give you a little bit of a crowd. I'd rather fight too!
"You're a recovery and support priority again this time! Don't you dare storm!
"Hehe, you're the one making funny jokes. Very reliable. Nice to meet you this time."
I'm sorry, I'm not kidding what that cleric is saying...
We set off with a lot of anxiety.