"...what have you done, sir?"

　The leader of the bandit could not believe what he saw.
　It was so out of the ordinary for a child in his or her mid-teenage to do it.
　for it was the first time I had seen him run in the air, even though he had been a thief for a long time and had some knowledge of the underworld.

"Well, what have you done?I don't mean to let you get away from here anyway."

　Holding his death size in his hand, he follows the shield of light like a valet, staring at the leader of the bandit and his two close associates.

"In the first place, let their men fight and run away with themselves."What do you think of yourself as the leader of the band of thieves?"
"Oh, no! Thieves are meaningful only if they survive! Hey, boys.I'm going to take it all at once! If you do something about it, you can run away."

　He shouted to his aides and held up a huge battle axe that the leader himself had in his hand.

"Oh, are you still motivated?The aim of this time is to destroy the robbers, and whether they run away or surrender, the consequences are the same."
"Hi! You think we'll be scared just because we can fly a little!? Here we go!"
"Oh,"
"Oh, I have no choice but to do it."

　Two of his close aides also hold a long sword and spear in their hands, each attacking Ray at the same time.
　The man with the spear uses his reach to aim at Ray's body and thrust it with the tip of his ear so as not to disturb the other two.
　The other man swung his sword down from Ray's right hand at his foot.
　Finally, the leader of the bandit wields a battle axe at Ray's head with his brute force in an attempt to break it.

"It's too easy to work together."

　The spear's blow was taken by a death-size, magical force, and the tip of the spear was cut off, and the next moment, he immediately bounced up his hilt to play the sword he had aimed at his feet, and the Magic Shield took the head-to-head battle axe.

"What!"

　Who raised that dumbfounded voice?However, as if nothing had happened to him, he shook his head and cut off the head of the man holding the sword, and then cut the man holding the spear in half from the top of his brain with a blade returning it.
　The man with the sword falls to the ground with a large amount of blood spouted from his neck, and the man with the spear cut from side to side falls to side with his internal organs and blood splashing over the ground.

"What did you do!"

　As for the leader of the bandits, he was dumbfounded that his blow had been prevented more easily than the killing of two of his close associates, but soon retreated and took up the axe again.
　Under his feet are the internal organs and blood of a man with a spear, but the leader, who is desperate to survive, desperately searches for Ray's space.

"Well, what is it?"muttered Ray, looking at the Magic Shield, which disappeared like a haze.
　The Magic Shield could be deployed again, but then the leader would realize that it was some kind of magic, so he swung his death-size, wiped the blood off the blade, and turned the tip toward the leader.

"d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, damI don't think this would have happened without you!"

　The leader of the war, shaking the axe he had in his hand in hand.He seems to have lost his temper when he found out that he couldn't escape at all costs.
　Ray watched the leader with astonishment.

"In the first place, if you don't want to be subjugated, you should work steadily instead of being a thief.Is it OK for you to kill people, and not for you to be killed?"
"Shut up, kid! How dare you speak to your superiors! You're not going to do that!"

　A battle axe that is shaken down screaming.But the blow was neither fast nor powerful nor sharp.It was really just a blow that I threw down with all my might.

"...disgusting, biting my sins...death."

　He took the blow of the axe with a death-size handle and played it, and at the same time, a flash of horizontal naginata, which was delivered to the leader's neck with a blade to return, cut off his head.
　For a few seconds, the body of the leader stood there without his head, but as soon as the blood gushes out, he falls to the ground.
　When Ray sees this, he turns his eyes to the place where the fighting was taking place, where it has already been settled and the robbers have all turned into corpses.

"Well, have you managed to get it over?"

　Shake the death size wide and wipe the blood off the blade.
　If you're dealing with monsters, you'll move from here to demolition, but you don't have to do the bad thing of demolishing people because there's nothing you can get from them.

(Well, I think it's only human sentiment, for we're going to dismantle the oaks, which are subhuman.)

"Well, I didn't expect you to deal with thirty people, but what are you going to do now?"

　Spervia approaches Ray and asks.

"Well, gather the bodies in the middle of this hall,"
"What? Why do you have to do such a troublesome thing?"

　Allogan interrupts Ray's words with great annoyance.
　From the scene, there was no such thing as when he was shocked to kill a person for the first time during the battle.

(No, it's because I'm excited now after the battle.It's probably the climax tonight.)

　Can you accept that you killed someone?If you can accept it, you can continue to be an adventurer, and if you can't, you can stop the worst adventurer.

"Well, what do you think will happen if we leave thirty dead bodies here?"
"Well, it will rot,"
"...that's why,""What? So why?"

　Instead of Ray, who breathes as if nothing had been done, Schola begins explaining to Alogan.

"If you leave the body as it is, it could be undead like a zombie or a skeleton... you don't know? And a rotten body causes disease.I think it's okay because it's two days away from Gillum, but I don't know if a strange plague spreads."
"Oh, my God.We can collect the bodies, so what are we going to do we do?

　Putting the death size in a mistling, Ray replies, pulling the leader's body.

"It's a simple story, and I'll bake it here.That's all I can do."
"Oh!? ...I see."

　Seeing what he saw in Ray's eyes, Alogan carries the body of the leader's aide to the center of the hall.
　and Scola, Spelvia, and Filma, who saw it, too, silently gathered the bodies of the robbers in the centre of the hall.
　Meanwhile, Ray calls out to Schola, who is gathering corpses because of her weakness.

"Skola, go and tell Culotte and Gran that the bandits are over.and tell Culotto to check the warehouse."
"Oh, yes, I see."

　As a pure wizard to Scola, he was not good at manual work.and, above all, the body was carried by the newly killed Scorpio.Like Alogan, he seemed to be still feeling nothing from the excitement of the post-battle, but he did not know what would happen when he calmed down.

"You're kind,"

　Feelma whispered in Ray's ear.
　Ray shakes his head with a wry smile on his face.

"Not really.for he was a pure wizard, and not fit for this kind of manual task.Work efficiency doesn't change that much with or without it."
"...I'm a rearguard, too,"
"As long as you're using a bow in a ranger, you're more physically strong than Scola, aren't you?"

　Fierma had secured a promise to make Ray serve freshly baked cookies on his way back to the city of Gilm in compensation for the hurt of the maiden's feelings.





"It's quiet in the cave,"

　Outside the cave, in the shadow of the watch-stand, the culottes muttered.

"Is the wound on your arm okay?"

　A man in his twenties, hiding behind him, asks anxiously.
　Culotte's right arm is scratched with a knife, and he is only doing emergency treatment by wrapping a cloth around it.Originally, I would have liked to have recovered with a portion, but this time, Currotte prepared only one portion.and some of the merchants who had been caught were injured in their own way when they were attacked by robbers.
　Therefore, the portion was used there, and only hemostasis was sustained when fighting against the watch of merchants.

"I'm sorry, but if I could get back my stolen baggage, there would be some sort of lotion among them."
"By all means, don't be so grateful to your daughter for the assistance of the robbers, and for giving up her portion.If I can manage to get here, I'll pay you back."After the man who had just uttered the voice, another called out to Culotte.This man had the atmosphere of a stubborn father in his 40s.The clothes have a lot of blood on them, but they don't seem to be hurting him.for it was the merchant against whom Culotte had used the potion, and the blood from which he had been injured.
　They're on their side.And because party leader Ray ordered him to guard the merchants, Culotte was able to shelve the guilt and fear of killing those who were watching the merchants in front of her.
　Then Culotte, as a bandit, hears the footsteps approaching them and holds the dagger reflexively.
　The two merchants who saw it hid themselves behind the watchstool so as not to disturb Culotte.

"What?"

　Realizing that the footsteps were something he knew, Culotte released his guard with a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Currot?"
"Miss?"

　Culotte nods with a smile after being approached by the two guards.

"It's all right, my companion,"

　The culotte's words proved immediately.Scorpions came out of the cave and looked around as if to check the safety of the surroundings.

"Schola, this way,"
"Oh, curotto,"I'm glad you're safe... you're hurt.Wait a minute."

　When he noticed that his partner's right arm was stanching with a cloth, he hurriedly moved underneath the culotto and held up his cane.

"Please. I was a little nervous, so I was a little nervous."
"It's like currotto, you know.I'll go."

　They smile bitterly at each other's faces.They both laughed bitterly because they understood that the other person had been killed for the first time because of their long relationship with each other for a long time.
　Schola immediately quenches his bitter smile and begins to chant the spell, concentrating on Culotte's arms.

"Water, have the magical power of love and give him healing."

　As the spell of the scola is spun, blue light gathers on the tip of the stick, which eventually moves to Culot's right arm.

Aqua Healing

　and the blue light sank into the wound as soon as the magic was invoked... the pain that Culotte had felt subsided by itself.
　He exhaled a sigh of relief and, just in case, unwound the cloth which had been tied to stop bleeding, and found nothing but a clean skin.

"Oh, can a priest use recovery magic?"I'll do it..."

　Scola, embarrassed by the compliments of a middle-aged man, opens her mouth with a real smile, unlike the bitter smile I had just mentioned.

"And why did you end up here?"
"Oh, yes, yes.Ray told me to check the warehouse."
"Well, then the robbers are done?"
"Yes. No, they were all amazing.Especially Ray is some kind of magic item, but it was flying in the air."
"... you're still out of the box. Well, I understand what you're talking about. Just in case, you follow me.Those two are going, too.You want to get your stuff back, don't you?"

　Merchants turn a blind eye to Culotte's words, and it's no wonder that goods stolen by thieves are returned by paying a reasonable amount of money.But Culotte goes into the cave as if there were no problems.

"This time, Ray, the leader of the party, isn't stingy enough to complain about that... but the people around him might complain about it."
"Phew, it may be so, but Alogan is no match for Ray."
"That's all right. Come with me."

　Thus, the two merchants reluctantly followed Culotto back into the cave.
　It was just in case, as Scola was at the end of the line, guarding against any remnants of the bandits.

(...I understand how you feel, but it's a bit of a demerit.Even if I were to return the package, I would have to ask Ray, the party leader, for confirmation.)

　Gran, who disappeared and listened to the conversation, secretly lowered his assessment of Culotte and followed him.

(Well, as far as the correspondence with the tradesmen is concerned, the present negatives will not be so handicap.)

　and, apart from the assessment, Gran was personally fond of the battle in which he killed the robber, the watchman of the prison, and of the correspondence in which he rescued the merchants who had been captured.