What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Itchburn.

Ozvan. Age, eighty-eight. By the way, the average life expectancy of a dwarf seems to be about one hundred and fifty. My favorite weapon is the battle axe. My hobby is knoll killing. Stunts kill knolls, too. Charm point is the left eye crushed by Knoll's decision. Anything is okay if you kill Knoll for now.

Nibburn.

Siegbern. Ninety-two years old of flowers. My favorite weapon is a hammer. Heinemarie Fan Club Member Number 1. No, that's not true, but anyway, Heinemarie seems cute and irresistible. Neighborhood Jeezan. The white mustache is fuzzy, but the head is brilliantly bald.

Sunburn.

Wierich. Forty-eight years old with a vicious face. My favorite weapon is the Great Sword. Apparently a friend of Gotheld's. Silent, nihil Dwarf you (ha).

That's it.

"Nah."

I laughed at my nose tip.

"You've gathered the three of us."

"Only three! We didn't get together... whoa!

Heinemarie is punska. Momentum about to come out of the top of my head.

"Not just the three of us! We're not gonna make it to Knoll's warehouse! What are you going to do... ugh!

"You should show me around. I'll think about the rest, and I'll do something about it."

"I don't know what to do."

"You don't have to do this, do you?

"How about that! Heinemarie is a dwarf! You'll never escape the battle you swore to, you can't escape!

"Well, that's nice."

Ozvan, the ship-eyed, giggled.

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose. The problem is we have a reason to fight. How many knolls can you kill in that battle?"

"Oh, my God!

Siegbern the bald man slapped Heinemarie on the shoulder,

"About the lady, this wasp! Protect me! I don't care if I change my life! Miss, don't worry about anything!

"... Siegbern which. Nice Han."

"Nice Han!

………………

The wicked Wierich is silent. Shut up and stare at Heinemarie. Hey, is that Loricon? No, you're not.

"Let's go, too"

Gotheld, who was waving a gold hammer, took a gun from the shelf.

"Kisaragi, I need to teach you how to handle guns."

"That's okay. You don't have to."

Even though I said that in a mild tone, Gotheld just made me shrug my shoulders slightly. Well, this man will do it when he says he will. It's no use stopping it.

"... don't come."

Even my daughter.

Heinemarie twisted her got-held with eyes that seemed to erupt.

"I don't want you to come. The battle gets dirty......"

"I hope you don't think I'm here."

Gotheld laid his eyes down.

"Neither do I. I don't think you do."

"It's a trick... ugh!

"Whatever, I'm going"

"Ku...... ugh"

Heinemarie hit the ground.

"This is it! I didn't mean for the last time to be such a fight! Holy shit! What a humiliation!

"What, you?"

I was heartbroken.

"Are you going to lose? Are you sure it's just your mouth?"

"... nah!

Heinemarie was stunned.

I sighed,

"I'll tell you what. I'm going to win. Finally, nobody wants to die. Aim for a complete win. Aim or win."

"There are only eight of us even if we put in an elf or a wizard. Huh!? They'll probably be over a hundred! If you win it all... ugh!?"

"Holy shit."

"Let's not talk about it. Kisaragi which! No, Xaragi! You don't know the battle!

"That's not true......!

Millilu's chest was moving on with a big dick.

"No one knows the battle better than Master Kisaragi! Master Kisaragi is an exceptional tactician and an outstanding strategist......! Even if you come through the battle for your life! Aren't you the one who doesn't know the fight...!?"

"Right -!

Momohina waved her fist up.

"Sagging is so awesome! I'm freaking out. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh."

Yeah.

I just don't know what that means.

"Anyway, I've decided to do it. I didn't say anything, so let's go. If you're too busy and need to prepare your mind, you can wait."

"I don't need it! Always on the battlefield! I'm ready!

"Superior. Show me."

So we're headed to Knoll's warehouse, but you should explain Knoll here.

I'm not a dwarf, but I don't think there's room for misunderstandings.

At last, it was only the Knolls that Dwarves built their kingdom here in the Black Gold Mountains and migrated from somewhere to stifle their produce.

By the way, in the Tenryu Mountains to the south of Altana, there is a species of Gnome-Chinchin. These guys are naturally pitchers, clever at their fingertips, great at craftsmanship, and even build machines called liaison, but they're exclusive or hickey, and they don't want to interact with other species. They dug a long tunnel for humans called the Grounddragon Aortic Road that runs through the Tenryu Mountains, but you think the Kingdom of Alabakia paid the Gnome a hell of a price for that? It doesn't seem to be known to be exciting, but anyway, Gnome is almost close to the phantom race.

Knoll is regarded as a proximal species of that gnome. They look similar to the rest of it.

However, its nature does not resemble that of a gnome. Unlike an artisanal temperament gnome full of originality, Knoll steals anything. It seems to be Knoll Stream to steal and take advantage of it rather than to produce it with his own hands.

The Knolls have stolen everything from the Dwarves. I stole weapons, protective equipment, other tools, food, even Dwarf's baby at the end.

Whatever, what a nasty thing happened when a dwarf who grew up in a knoll stole things from a dwarf as a knoll and was killed by a dwarf.

The Iron Blood Kingdom is its territory with tunnels strewn among a series of black gold mountains, but Knoll is also digging around the tunnel. Not as splendid as a dwarf tunnel, just a blurry tunnel that can come and go, but perhaps its entire length far exceeds that of the Iron Blood Kingdom.

Besides, they're trying to spread that print from the foothills of Black Gold Streak Mountain to the river basin of tears.

Now Knoll's target goes beyond Dwarves and their produce and food. Those of other races who visited the land are also targeted by Knoll.

Like strawberries.

… so there are contacts with Knoll's tunnel all over the Iron Blood Kingdom.

The contact point is the hole that Knoll drilled to steal from the Dwarf.

Of course, when Dwarf finds such a hole, he immediately tries to plug it.

Even if it's blocked, soon Knoll will make another hole, so it's a chicken, but it can't be without a hook. Basically.

Occasionally, leave it open.

Through that hole, to attack into Knoll's tunnel.

The tunnels of Knoll also have thick main roads, intermediate roads and narrow branches, and holes directly connected to the main roads shall be monitored and left behind. If it's a tunnel like Midway, Knoll can collapse to keep Dwarves from breaking in, but not when it's the main road. It means Dwarf is also studying Knoll properly.

The dwarves call such a hole a knoll hole.

Before one of them, we stood.

"Well, it's just a hole"

I, uh, snorted and went inside.

"... hey! Wait a minute!

Heinemarie came after me.

"Ah? What?"

"I don't know what's going on! Such an inadvertent...... ugh! By and large, you don't know the way to the warehouse!

"I don't know. You can tell me from behind."

"Heh, how appropriate...... heh!?"

"No sarcasm. It's always like that."

Momohina says, Heinemarie shook her head,

"So where are you and where are you a tactician?

"Ugly..."

I basically put up a gun.

Only Gotheld knows how to shoot.

I put my finger on the trigger.

There's something over the tunnel.

It's crashing against the wall, wandering over here.

Knoll.

I pulled the trigger.

Paralyzing, recoil. There was a bullet and nitrous smoke spraying from the muzzle, and Zuduuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Geez, I heard a voice, but did it come off? Knoll runs away.

This time, this is my tactic.

I licked my lips softly as I narrowed my eyes to the nitrous smoke.

"Let's get started. War."