The Swordsman Called the Countless Swords Sorcerer

Four days have passed since then. Aldis and Greche pulled the cart and hunted on the prairie every day.

Hunting while moving in search of prey, and moving speed is slow due to the cart. Therefore absolutely efficiency becomes worse, resulting in reduced even up to the inevitable. Of course, it was a story compared to the first day, and I was earning seven or eight gold coins per day by saying something.

But those days aren't always going to be good. Walking the streets full of carts of fur and collections every day will inevitably catch the eye.

And the race of mercenaries is not just humans with straight roots like Greche and others. Jealousy There are always those who see successful people and hopefully take over the consequences.

"Aldis. They're here again."

Ralph looks back behind him.

"Don't worry. I'll just ignore you if you don't do anything from there."

Aldis abandoned, despite being drowsy.

"But, I'm thinking about what's wrong, that's it."

Concern Ralf's right. Desert The west side of the grassland has been around recently because Aldis has hunted for its prey.

It is not unusual for peddlers and mercenaries to follow the highways, as traveling north from Tria to the north leads to neighboring countries. However, only mercenaries for hunting arrive in the middle of the grassland off the highway.

Nevertheless, the occasional mercenaries who appeared behind the Aldis and others did not hunt or look for anything. It's not always following us all the time, but it's obviously strange that we often come across this vast grassland. It is natural to speculate that their purpose is in the tail of the Aldis.

As long as the place is a meadow with good visibility, it is impossible to hide and follow the figure around the clock. For this reason, it is likely that they are monitoring this place without incident, but the problem is its purpose.

Apparently, the number was over twenty. It is more than four times as simple as this. You probably don't want to push that number of people and hire them.

Perhaps they are just trying to find out the secrets, keeping in mind that they are hunting a large amount of prey every day.

No secrets or anything, just hunting from one end with the extraordinary strength of Aldis, but from the end you can't tell. It seems that a party made up of teenagers only hunts a large number of dispares and beast kings. It's no wonder that there's something secret there.

Remembering the vigilance, the Ardis continued to hunt as usual.

As usual, hunting is performed mainly by the beast king, and the prey that has been killed is dismantled on the spot to secure fur and other materials. If there is no more prey around, move the whole cart-and so on.

Eventually, the carts were full and the mercenaries emerged in front of Aldis as they turned south to return to Tria. They are divided into three groups, the largest of which is blocking the path of Aldis. Combined with the two groups that spread left and right, the shape became semi-encircled.

"What do you want, Aldis?"

Grechet asked while sweating with tension. The number of opponents is more than four times this. In addition, after a quick check, you can see some mid-career mercenaries. It's an opponent that Greche alone ca n’t match.

Aldis silently observes the other party's gaze. The silence that lasted for a while ended with the mouth of a good-looking guy in the front group.

Hashin: "The shavens. They seem to be quite good these days, but I'm not impressed to make good thoughts on our own."

It was hard to say friendly.

"Because you are hunting all over the place, your prey is reduced and you are eating too much. Well, eagle is not a demon. If you give me tools, you can't get along well. ''

It is similar to extortion, although it takes the form of negotiations.

"I'm not sure again."

Aldis said he was exterminated.

"What? If you say you hate it?"

At the moment, the signs of the mercenaries change.

"Well, I'm sorry. I just want to talk, but I just won't be able to talk."

The mercenaries get their weapons and hold the wand so that mercenaries, like magicians, can immediately cast them.

"The answer is?"

To the last question, Aldis answered with a fearless smile.

"Of course-I refuse."

A good mercenary raises one eyebrow.

Perhaps in his opinion, the overwhelming newcomer did not expect to be so stiff. The man seemed puzzled for a moment, but immediately regained his mind and raised his voice.

"Let's get one! Let's get live!"

Triggered by his voice, mercenaries attack all at once. Attack magics such as fireballs and rocks were fired from the left and right groups, and arrows from the archers were fired at the Aldis from the front group.

Aldis calmly pulled out his short sword and released it into the air, uttering simple words.

"Pay"

Then, deploy the barriers to counter the magic that is coming here.

The attack magic landed where the Aldis were. All of the magic used is of low power, but it is still powerful enough to kill new mercenaries. And that's more.

Sand smoke rises in the aftermath of the impact, and an arrow hits it from the front. If the Aldis were just novice mercenaries, they would be nearly destroyed at this point. Even if they survive, they shouldn't be satisfactorily fighting.

Of course, Aldis is not a new mercenary. A magical barrier activated without chanting repels all enemy magic.

"Scissors"

Once again, the spell cast without chanting was fired at enemy mercenaries. The intense wind that was simultaneously blown toward the left and right groups soon wrapped up the mercenaries, severing their arms, their feet, and their necks.

The dust that had enveloped the area was blown away, leaving the undisturbed Aldis and the mercenaries who had fallen to the prairie, full of blood.

"What, what ...!?"

An astonishing voice spills from the front group, which was not attacked by Aldis. Rather than firing at a new mercenary, their arrows were cut off shortly before they reached the ground. Above the broken arrow is a short sword that floats in the air and does not move slightly. Mercenaries buzz at a strange sight that has never been seen before.

"No way ... sword magic?"

"So, is that rumor?"

Skills "Isn't it quite worth it?"

"Is that a child?"

"I heard about a newcomer, but the story is different."

One after another, his friends open their mouths, hesitate, seemingly hesitate, and good mercenaries say to them.

"What's sword magic! Isn't it just a kid! There are still many people here, and if you just eat it, you're not afraid of a magician!

Mercenaries assaulted in response to the shout, as if the words had disappeared. More than a dozen attack at once against Aldis, but none of them seem to be magicians. Perhaps all the magicians were placed in separate groups.

"What should we do before we line up?"

With a bitter smile, Aldis pulls another short sword from his waist and throws it towards the archer at the end of the enemy group.

A short sword, off of Aldis's hand, half-stripped the bow of the archer, turned around against inertia, and ran in the air to bring death to the rest of the archer. In the meantime, the three arrows released by the archer cut off the short sword floating in the air from the very beginning.

Looking into the sight, Aldis turned his palms to mercenaries approaching a distance of about five meters.

"Shooting through"

At that moment, a dazzling light burst from his hand. The spit of light was sucked into the mercenaries' foreheads faster than the arrows, and they reaped their lives in an instant. The body of the mercenaries fell one after another with the sound of a slap.

Living More than 20 enemies, and opponents are not ordinary people or newcomers, but full-fledged mercenaries who fight. Teeth Crush it from the front and breathe in the overwhelming strength that is unlikely to be released finally from the strained thread.

"What's already ...

"It's so strong you can only laugh."

Ralph and Konia were looking away.

"Oh, Aldis."

"what?"

"If you were strong enough, couldn't you kill it without killing it?"

Aldis alone against more than 20 mercenaries. Greche could understand that it would win, given the ridiculous ability of Aldis, although it would not normally be necessary to compare.

But at the same time, if there is such a difference in skills, I guess I could have survived that situation without taking my life. Grechet accused Aldis of taking a long trip.

"I can do it if I want to"

It was hard for Aldis.

"Why then ?! If you can do it, you should catch it and stick it out to the guard!"

"I don't need it. I don't need compassion for robbery."

"They are not robbers! We are the same mercenaries!"

"I hear, what is a robbery? What do Grescher's thoughts about robbery mean?"

"... Whoever breaks the law and threatens the property or life of others?"

Asylum "What was they doing? In the middle of a lawless grassland, they tried to take our property and life by violence. What's different from Grechet's robbery?"

"that is……"

Quality "I'll tell you, they're worse than robbers. Aside from bounty hunts and unknown robbers, they're known to some degree as mercenaries. Capturing them and pushing them out of the guard does not guarantee that the guards or lords will acknowledge your case. There is no witness other than the parties. ''

"No way, that's ..."

Takumi: "Can you say that there is nothing? What if they are acquitted? Even if they are not acquitted, they can be fined or forgiven for a short period of forced labor. I'm coming. I'll be planning more carefully this time. "

Gredis was too sweet for Aldis. Evil is judged and good is done. I think that reality is on the same extension as the story written in such a picture book for children. Believing is selfish. But reality is not so beautiful. Aldis finally understood it by losing a lot of important things.

I didn't say it in my mouth, but I guess Ardis's heart came from the atmosphere. Grechet has not responded further.

He usually collects the equipment and personal belongings of the mercenaries, but given the spirit of the Grechets, Aldis gave up.

Burn the corpse, bury it in the ground with magic, and pull the cart to return home. On the way to Tria, where conversations are usually blooming, the party was silent throughout the day.