What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

I don't think it's ninety degrees, but I was interested in betting on my own as I rolled down those steep cliffs.

The subject of the bet is as much as possible. This cliff is a precautionary place, dangerous for the sea sahaggins, and Mosa is that giant. Even if you notice, you can't stop suddenly. I mean, he's supposed to fall off a cliff so I can pull him off. Naturally, that's what I'm treading on, but I don't know if I'll ever be right. Whether it involves me that way or not. Whether I get crushed by Mosa or not. I'm a grassy tree growing on the slope, but I can grab it and see if I can stop on the way without falling to the bottom of the valley. As for the last bet, I didn't think it was unfavourable. This is what's going to happen, but I was going to come to this final phase with my arms in place. It's quite inconvenient that you can only use your right hand. I can't help it, so I have to do something about it.

Mosa has fallen. I mean, I won the first bet.

Then I bet I wouldn't get caught up in it while I failed to put my finger on the rock skin. I won this bet, too. Mosa jumps off a cliff with great momentum, not a slip, falls. I'm not going to be a pussy for now. Well, for now, but...

If you slide off a cliff like this, you could be the wings that get slammed to the bottom of the valley and crumble beshah. I bet I won't.

Right hand is not enough. Using both legs, I try to slow down the slipping speed because I can do a little bit. The attempt, at least some of it seems to have succeeded.

Mosa ran over me and fell.

I scream.

"Gingeeeeee! Giancarlowow! Now, do it......!

Of course, as I raise my voice, I hang my right hand up and grab the branches of trees growing on the slopes and slip out cheeky or snag my heels between the rocks. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop! Stop...!

"Ohhh!?"

And, I was fit to kick the rock wall with my feet, and my body spinning longitudinally like I was doing a buck spin.

I wish I could spin it well, but it sucks. I think I'm going to hit him in the head if he stays like this.

I covered my back of the head with my right arm.

"Oops..."

Impact.

I roll down a slope too steep. I turned my body to the side. Vertical is not good. Vertically.

Whatever. What? Something to grab. Protrusion. Blur. If you get caught, what?

There is. I can find something.

I bet I could find it.

You see.

There it is.

Why is it like that? I have no idea, and I don't care now. Trees growing over there. The roots are twofold.

It's going to catch on.

I put my right foot up to my mind.

It took.

I mean, my right leg was spooked where it was two strands, and my whole weight and the velocity of the slip applied to my right ankle.

"Ugh..."

For a moment, I thought I'd have my right leg.

I didn't lift it, and it stopped.

I stopped, you son of a bitch.

It's hanging upside down.

Fine. Nothing like this.

I laid eyes on the bottom of the valley. Mosa has unfortunately not become a pepper. But I'm turning the giant diagonally sideways. Don't die... I guess not. It's moving. Are you trying to get up?

"... hurry up"

You didn't hear me whine. It's just a coincidence.

Came down from the top of the cliff.

The rock.

A chopped tree.

A lot of other clutter, a lot of things.

"... don't hit me."

You can't hear me.

I decided to bet it wouldn't hit me.

The rubble, the rock, the whole tree, descends on Mosa. I heard Mosa groaning, mugging, mugging, mugging. It's so small that you can say it's blurry for that giant body. When he eats a whole tree full of rocks, Mosa wanders around occasionally. Exactly. Nevertheless, reviving from that state would be nothing.

He was a formidable enemy. I don't know what a piece of paper is.

I'm hanging upside down.

There is sloppy blood coming from my left arm. Don't, I think. Don't flow so well. You don't want to have it. It's not inexhaustible. It's finite.

Ouch, I don't know... that's weird.

It feels weird.

Either way, I won the bet. Isn't it?

"... right"

It's starting to laugh. Smile at him more. If you think

"Damn..."

Huh?

What the fuck?

Apparently, a stone or something hit the jaws. Oh, come on. I wanted to bet on you. I'm losing. Besides, that's not exactly true.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

I don't know what it is - but there's so many kinds of things that bump all over my body and fall to the bottom of the valley. Fool. Ginger. Giancarlo. Enough. Stop. Stop. Make him stop. Shit.

"......................................................................................."

I don't have a voice.

Why not?

Well, okay.

I don't know.

...... oh.

I don't have enough blood.

I need to stop the bleeding.

Right.

Do you?

Yeah.

Do.

Now.

... stop the bleeding.

I have to.

Stop the bleeding...

"Xaragi...... ugh!

Who is it?

I open my eyes. What? I mean, I was, like, closing my eyes.

Up there. No, nobody wants anything. You wouldn't know if you asked. That's about it.

Don.

Don Bragnon.

"Ike now......!

….

No, no, no. It's not a slope where you can go down. I can't do it. It's still easier to climb. Don, how much do you want?

Oh, my God, it would be useless to stop it. It's about you, so I guess it's coming.

I'm upside down, I can't even look up, I can't see you very well, but I can hear you.

"Xaragi! Hurrah!

Hash probably means "hang in there" in the words of an oak or something. Hang in there, huh? You're the one with cancer, aren't you? I'm just hanging upside down.

"Xaragi......!

Eventually I was pulled up. It wasn't long. Don began to climb the slope vigorously as he carried me and followed me to his body with rope.

"... you're good at it. Mountain climbing"

When I asked him in a mosquito-like voice, Don said,

"It's Hajmeth!

I answered and laughed.

Seriously.

That's awesome. That's a masterpiece. Shit. I'm good too. Totally. What a guy. Heroes... maybe that one, Don, refers to guys like you. Well, I'm not a hero, I'm a hero. You're a hero. A hero.

Don climbed the cliff. I climbed up in between. Don untied the rope and put me to bed on the ground. Milieu, Heinemarie's on the run. Both of you kneel by my side, put your hands up... but you're not touching me. He seems scared.

"Oh......! Dear Xaragi...! What...!

"Ki, xaragi......! Xaraghi...... Shh! My arm... my arm... ugh!

"... oh?

I lifted my left arm.

Yeah, no, you did. For a little while, I forgot.

"... about one arm... that's not a big deal..."

"It's a big deal!

Heinemarie cried. Why are you crying?

"Oh, it's a big deal, isn't it? Totally...... ugh! The man named Odori...... Shh!

"Give me a hand...!

Millilu is trying to hold my left arm and do something about it.

I gave him a nod.

"... just stop the bleeding... do it. Even blood... as long as you stop it... that's fine..."

"Ha, yes... Huh! Yes, I did! I'm home...!

Don seems to get himself off the cliff and want to see how Mosa is doing. If I'm not like this, I am. Don is doing what I have to do instead of me. Rest assured, I almost fell asleep. Right. Sleepy. Er, sleepy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Giancarlo came. He's staring down at me, stroking his jaw full of mustaches.

"Nice fit, Xaragi."

"... sort of"

"Gyyyyyyyyyy......!

Ginger somehow smashed the jumping dungeon.

"Sorry thighs!? If I were some more fine fish I would surely be in this...!? No, I'm not a fish, I'm a fisherman...... Huh!?"

I sighed. I hope the blood stops soon. Blood. I wonder if it's stopped. I don't know.

"... gingie"

"Yes, no, no, no, no!?"

"... you did a great job"

"Huh..."

"... Giancarlo"

"What?"

"... thanks. The operation... worked. Thanks to you..."

"Ha..."

Giancarlo laughed briefly, as usual, and immediately covered the lower half of his face with his hands. Turn around and kick the ground.

"Uh-huh. The extermination of the monster is over. Get some rest."

I don't know what to do.

I looked up into the sky.

It wasn't until a while before I realized the sea sahaggins were gathering around me.

Surround me, I'm on my knees, drooling my head about what you're going to do.

"O brave man of man."

And the chief of the family lifted up his face, and said in a tone of awe.

"Thank you very much. Thanks to you, the lives of many sea sahagins were saved. From now on, they will think of this land as your home. You are our family."

"... okay, that"

I held up one end of my lips.

"... I don't like family. At least... I don't remember. You mean my family... not bad. Well......"

That's how I looked around at my people.

"I have many friends..."

Milliu, Heinemarie and Ginzi are saying something. Don turned this way. Giancarlo slapped me on the cheek. Don't do it. I feel good. Don't interrupt. Oh. I feel good.