"Oops!"

　A spear thrust out with a shout runs through the side of a man with leather armour.

"Gut, this little fish..."

　When a man steps back, holding his penetrated flank, a dagger man and a dagger man step forward, as if to cover it.
　Under the protection of the two men, the man pierce his sides takes a portion out of his pocket and sprinkles it over the pierce wound to heal the wound.

"Nakto!"
"I know!"

　The words that Esetus, the spearman, immediately returns when he calls out behind him.
　Esetus is relieved by his partner's words while sitting back to back, but when he realizes that he is impatient with Nact's words, he is not only relieved, but he stares sharply at the other person surrounding him.
　There are now two people, Esetus and Nact, on the back street, which is close to a slum in Egzil.
　I came here while I was listening around town for information about the recent missing, and I was attacked as if I had been waiting for it.
　Or you might have thought it was a robbery because it was usually near a slum.
　But the decisive reason why this was not a robbery was the man whom Esetus had just spearheaded.
　Because...

"Where did you take Tivia? Confess quietly!"

　The cries of Esetus echo around.
　Yes, because one of the men who attacked was definitely the one who grabbed Tivia and mutilated Goth's limbs.

"Oh, I don't know,"

　The man who healed the wound in his stomach with a lotion tells Esetus so, and the next moment he reopens as if provoking.
　For a moment... but still, the wound was clearly healing faster than the usual one, indicating that the man's part was more effective than the one sold in the store.
　Feeling the wound healing rapidly, the man opens his mouth provocatively.

"Well, I suppose we've had a lot of fun at this time of year. ...it's a waste. Even though she's one arm, she's such a nice woman."

　a man with a grin on his face and a lick on his lips
　When Esetus saw the gesture, he instantly bled and took another step forward with his spear in his hand.

`Well... well, well,"What!"

　The spears, bloodshot from anger, were in a place where they were essentially weak, and the speed of the projecting spears was clearly slower than the previous blow.
　One of the attackers with the long sword slid along the handle of the spear, and...

"Ecetus!"

　The moment the blade reaches the hand of Esetus, who holds the handle of the spear, the dagger thrown by Nacto approaches the man with the long sword, and the man with the long sword easily leaves Esetus.

(d*mn, these guys are normally strong... I don't think they were this strong when Tivia was kidnapped.)

　With a new dagger drawn from the sheath of his waist, Nact calmly analyzes his opponent's strength.

(There are nine enemies. One person was injured, but he could still recover in the part and return to battle.)

　He glances at the enemies around him who are watching his way out.
　Being close to a slum, they must be sure they won't let it go already. Nevertheless, he was watching the gap between Esetus and Nact.

"Why are you trying to attack Tivia... or an adventurer!"

　Esetus screams with anger in his words, but the men around him hold up their weapons without saying anything.
　The reason why men have the longest weapons is probably because they understand that this is the city and that long-handled weapons are difficult to handle.
　In fact, Esetus's spear could not perform one of the basic movements of the spear, called naginawari, and was supposed to respond only by thrusting.
　Yet it shows that Esetus has extraordinary ability in the area of injury to one person.

"You guys were too persistent. They got me into the Silwa family. But that's why I've been through this."

　The first man to be pierced in the ribs by Esetus says with a smile of derision.

"Ogle, you talk too much. What do you do with useless information?"

　One of the men tells him to reprimand, but the man called Oguru doesn't seem to care at all and opens his mouth.

"They're going to die here anyway." Then you can give me some souvenirs. ...and that one-armed woman will be there soon. Then don't you think it's my kindness to send them to the same place, Holy..."
"Oh, my God!"

　a man who doesn't let Ogle speak to him until the end and gives him a stronger scolding than before.

(I see. From what I hear of them, is Tivia still alive at least?)

　When Nact hears the words, she hopes, but immediately thinks about how to break the current situation.
　Each person has a high level of ability and is equal to us... if you are not good at it, there are nine people who have a higher level of ability. I had no chance of winning if I was fighting normally.

(If that were the case, I would have no choice but to run away.

　His head flashed with blood, his face flushed with anger and his gaze turned to Esetus staring at the man called Ogle.
　The clues of the kidnapped comrades are there, and even provoking them. I don't think I'll accept it if I tell you I'm going to run away from here.

(One way or the other, they were upset... something? Something... something... something... something...)

　With a dagger in his hand, Nact tries desperately to keep his opponent in check.
　The attackers' words and actions, as well as everything else, are lined up in their heads before they realize one sense of strangeness.
　the words of a man called Oguru just now I was interrupted by my comrades while I was about to say something.

"Saint...?"

　The words Nact uttered upset the men around him slightly.
　I didn't know what upset me, but it was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime chance for Nact and Esetus. Kick the ground and move forward, like an arrow from a drawn bow.
　The spear that Esetus thrust out quickly pierced a man's right shoulder through a gap between leather armors, and the tip of the spear that had been thrust out again destroyed the pochette that had been hung down on the man's waist.
　The pochette gets wet at the same time as it snaps.
　The container of the portion inside was destroyed and overflowed.
　Portion containers look glassy at first glance, but they are substantially stout. It was only natural that it should not be broken by the impact of the movement, but it was not as strong as it would be if it were hit by a spear.

"What!"
"Did you have a potion?"

　Next to Esetus, Nact's dagger is flashed and cuts a man's eyes apart. The ensuing blow cuts the other eye apart and instantly puts them out of combat.

"d*mn it!"

　He must have been furious at the sight of his comrades being attacked. One of the men surrounding him shakes down his long sword screaming.

"Phew!"

　Nakto immediately twisted his body to avoid a blow, but the next moment he was caught in the gap, and he couldn't avoid the kick that was squatted down and hit the ground.

"Nack!"

　When one of the men tried to swing his long sword down to the knuckle on the ground, in the echo of Esetus's voice...
　Something flying at a tremendous speed hits the blade of a long sword and deviates from its orbit.

"What!"

　a completely unexpected attack The men kept an eye on what they were doing because they knew it was dangerous to expose themselves to the sun.
　But I couldn't see any sign of the current attackers.
　Even more unusual things don't end on their own.
　The men surrounding Esetus and Nact find something fast approaching them.There's something like that that that has revealed its spirit and fighting spirit.
　It was only a moment later that we discovered who the existence was.
　When I think of something purple in the men's view for a second, the next moment I fall unconscious and fall on the spot.
　Within a few blinks, more than half of the seven non-two fighters whose eyes had been cut into knots had fallen unconscious to the ground.
　The other three open their eyes and look at the sudden appearance.
　It was as if they were standing between themselves and their targets, Esetus and Nact.
　Her purple hair was scraped up with her arm with the back of her hand, and in a nutshell she could be described as fascinating.
　Wearing thin layers of clothing that dancers and prostitutes may wear, the arms and legs are white and fleshy, but the arms and legs are equipped with insteps and insteps, and that is the only place that shows up as a warrior.
　It is a woman's fighting spirit and fighting spirit that is more appropriate as a warrior than her limbs.
　The men knew that the woman, with a seductive expression, was simply seeking struggle.

"Viehra, the mad beast..."
"Well, you know my name," It seems that you can use it in your own way, but what do you think of attacking them in such a place?"
"It's none of your business, is it?" Don't stick your nose in it, just disappear."
"That's fine for me, though." ...but my woman's intuition tells me there's a better fight. and my partner."

　with a flickering sound
　The one who looked first at most men who might have lost their sense of reason was a girl... no, she was still the right person to describe herself as a child.

"Yes,"

　The little girl returns a short word and looks at the men with a few 10cm needles between her fingers.
　He understood that the needle was the cause of the long sword's blow, which was supposed to have been thrown down to the knuckles. The gaze changes from that directed at the child to that directed at the vigilante.

"...go away. It's none of your business. I don't think I'll get involved in any trouble myself."

　One of the remaining men urges his dagger toward the empty.
　But what returned was Vihela's provocative smile.

"I'm afraid they're acquaintances of the man I'm attached to. ...is that so?"
"Yes,"

　Bune nods briefly to Vihela, who asks confirmingly.
　Bune, who is hiding in the dungeon as a thief, naturally knows how to gather information.
　That said, it's basically a veneer that can be done with just one word when you talk to others. The information gathering basically involves eavesdropping on others talking in bars and guilds with the distinctive ear of thieves.
　And I heard a rumor in the guild just yesterday that the sound blade was saved by Ray in a dungeon, the party to which Esetus and Nact are now at.
　Since the party was well known to some extent in Egzil, Bune knew of the sound blade members.
　Even for Beune, Ray and Elena are good men to look after themselves as survivors of the Fraut family, and if they cannot afford it, they do not hesitate to help Ray and Elena's acquaintances, especially now when they have nothing to hurry with.
　The reason why Bune is in a place like this near the slum is because she was returning from a guild request for deliveries, and Vichela was worried about being entangled strangely by Bune's appearance... but she followed him in anticipation of being able to fight against someone who didn't appear in the outside world.

『……』

　The two new words, the men exchanging silent glances.
　They were naturally confident in their abilities, but if they were still asked if they could defeat Vihela, who was called a madman, they would have no answer.
　But we cannot leave Esetus and Nact, who are sniffing about us, alone, nor can our comrades whose eyes have been cut apart.
　After thinking about various events in my mind, the final decision I made was to temporarily withdraw.

"...I'll back down,"

　With the words, those who are still able to move quickly withdraw with their comrades in check.

"d*mn it, wait!"
"Wait. You're not going to win by your own strength, are you?"
"But Tivia!"

　When Esetus tried to say something to the stopping Vihela... the men, including Ogle, had already disappeared.