Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

Hollach, who divides the Adventurers Bureau outpost on the bloody lake, had his neck twisted greatly.

Horack, a former C-rank adventurer, was invited to the Adventurers Bureau in Botsaria as it stood after his retirement and became an official.

When the city collapsed, it played a part in buying time for evacuation with a sword that lacked care.

Later, when he heard that the Great Hole had been sealed again, Horack brought his family back to the city to which he was attached.

It's the border neighborhood of the evacuation, partly because I didn't put it on a very good job.

The streets I hadn't seen in a long time didn't seem much different from that nightmare day.

The abominable ants should have let you do whatever you want, but there's no trace of that anywhere.

It's as if time had stopped since the day we escaped.

and Mussan, a former fellow adventurer and current colleague, taught Horac his neck well.

"There was an amazing user of magic tricks, and he fixed it all the way to the city."

"That's awesome. But I've never heard of a magic trick that could do that."

"But it's proof that this city can't move. Heroes."

"If you really let me try, I'd like to see him once."

No one knew the details, but rumors had it that the person's work had driven the damned ants out and fixed the desolate streets and houses.

It's just that the city was pretty much back to normal, but not around.

Monsters flooding back into the land at the end of their eyes and noses, when a similar tragedy may befall them again.

Still, for my wife and my two children, Horack had no choice but to stomp here.

Fortunately, it was due to lack of manpower that I was able to return to a higher position than my predecessor.

What a director of an outpost.

But I went to the site, and Horack lost his voice to the misery.

The lakeside outpost, which I should have worked hard to cut and expand, had been buried in mangroves and turned into ruins.

There are no more docks that were so beautiful, no more shadows to see buried in the red mud.

Besides, the trees are too dense to even get close.

All that remained was a small resting cabin that was painfully holding on to the site of the carriage's departure in front.

Horack and his deputy director and demolition manager Mussan's first job was to repair the cabin and remove the bumpy wasteland Tsu.

I could have just shaped it somehow, but the problem is still piling up.

The mangroves surrounding the lake first, but when left alone, they spread more and more as they muddy the ground.

We need to do something about this because it's approaching right behind the cabin.

The mangrove itself is a popular wood for woodworkers, as it is lightweight and easy to process.

But the woodcutters at the heart don't come this far frightened.

What else?

Right next to the lake sits a silly, giant water dragon.

If it's a decent one, I'm not going to get close to it first.

Furthermore, because of the failure to disappear without leaving a dock or a boat, a major outbreak was occurring even to the unserviceable aquatic horse.

Foolishly, the status quo remains unchanged, and the Horacks, who learned on the border streets of the refuge, began cutting the axe with one hand.

But it's amateur work between jobs.

Besides, there's enough for both of us to be understaffed.

"Hey, it's Hollach. This isn't too tough, is it? I don't think it's the job of the staff."

"There's no one else I can do it. Give up and move your hands."

"Phew, maybe it was a failure to come back"

"You didn't have a choice."

Every day of such intense duty, it was the troika who appeared before the horacks, who were in vain.

When he came into the narrow cabin, the oldest man of them familiarly asked.

"Hey, red tree there, can I cut it?

"Oh, cut me down as much as you like!

They were two people who didn't have a very good impression of the Purple Eye clan, but I decided to take that offer thankfully.

The men in charge of the axe just happen to start cutting down the trees.

By the way, the whole mountain could be done.

But when Mussan talks to him to assess the buyout, the men laugh face-to-face.

"Oh, this is kind of personal. I'm not selling it."

With that said, the men carried Marutai to Kawahara, a little closer to the shallow waters downstream.

Bringing it back to the city on its own is a problem, but using it locally for personal use is not an issue.

It's more a question of asking and being able to stop logging.

The Horacks, who looked at each other, decided not to say anything more.

There were other tasks to be done, like mountains.

Thanks to the growing number of puffy adventurers, the bouncing stripes are able to hunt steadily, but the other monsters remain completely untouched.

Especially troublesome Lake Dragon swarm ministers need to hit their hands as soon as possible.

And I tried to tell the HQ many times, but it only returned the word that it was under consideration.

The two were just in a hurry to the new director of the bureau, famous for his never trying to move in a situation where his ass was on fire, but he finally gets the good news there.

What a hero who saved Botheria, he's talking about coming straight away.

"If you didn't have a hitter, you wouldn't be summoning a hero."

"Oh, maybe we can work this out"

And the day we waited, it was a man not so old as ourselves who came out of the carriage.

Then a long-eared beauty who wakes up to an adorable girl who's not even old enough.

Young children as old as my son even more.

"Is that really it?

"Ugh, it's a combination as rumored..."

"So, which one of you is the key magician?

Leading men are excluded because they hang swords.

The women with the wand seem to be doing that, but I don't feel too young to use awesome magic tricks.

It was a cute toddler with purple eyes who approached the two of them who had been silenced.

Let me point you to the bug basket that I lowered to my hip for some reason.

"Mmm."

".................. no way, this bug?

"Oh, that's impossible."

The name on the list of visitors to the hunting grounds was Kurosuke.

And the child, for some reason, was scolded.

Afterwards, a line of heroes, carrying young men and shield-bearing men, were called out by one of those strange purple-eyed clans and taken downstream.

After lunch, Mussan runs into the cabin out of breath as Horack meets with the owner of the carriage for the transfer.

"Oh, hey, those guys are fucking something weird!

What a difficult sight to say what Hollach and the others had witnessed as they hurried out to the riverside.

A large raft traced (back) the river.

To the left and right of the raft, the men with their hands are jumping up the water with their desperate faces.

Horack, who found the figure of the purple-eyed men in it, finally understands what they meant when they were cutting down trees.

The result of the men's hard work, or the raft moves forward in momentum as they rock the red river surface.

An arrow tip that I thought I would get into the lake as it was, a Ethereal Scale girl standing in the middle of the raft raised her voice.

Very often the men stopped rowing their hands.

And when he turns his back on the lake, he moves again with momentum.

Occasionally the raft began to reverse in the direction it had come.

With the reckless over-entry stopped, Horack and Mussan grinned tirelessly out of their shoulders.

But after watching for a while, the raft comes back downstream again.

And when I get to the front of the lake, I turn back there lightly.

Apparently, he's practicing moving the raft to match the girl's hanging voice.

The other adventurers, who at first watched in solitary spit, also began to gradually jump the yaj onto the raft just to come and go in front of them.

But the men don't have the bare hands to care, they just keep rowing silently.

Their practice took place throughout the afternoon.

And the next day, the Horacks will be the feathers to come across even more incredible sights.