In a town that was surrounded by a busy hustle and noise, also different from Crestling, the capital of the future Kingdom of Endelusia. It's developing, and so wealth is concentrated... The four hunters were walking side-by-side in a row through such a town that was rough shredding but had a gorgeous atmosphere.

"... these days, you can't ask me to show you my ID to get into town, can you?

"Isn't there a hostile country yet?

"Surprisingly, I didn't have a problem with my original appearance..."

"But I think it would be a problem if I went outside..."

Three of the people who spoke so seemed to blend well into the people who were walking in town, dressed exactly like adventurers. However, just the little figure energy mk2 can't just show up in public...... In the swordsman's chest pocket, he seemed to be hiding. Well, I didn't seem to hide my voice.

In that way, a line that was walking through the town would notice a sight as opposed to its glamour when it made its way through the first crossroads. That was triggered by these voices and sounds.

"Whoa! Get to work! Don't stop!

Bassin!!

"Hin!

Anger and screaming, and the sound of something being able to play.

"... a slave"

As the words of such a hunter pointed his narrowed gaze at the end of the bend, in the back of the alley it seemed that the slaves were being whipped by the Lord and the thinker. Apparently, loading the carriage hasn't gone as planned.

"... Mr. Hunter?

"Oh, I know... I know..."

In response to the swordsman's inquiry, while answering so, the hunter had a harsh look on his face. But she knew so much about what the role of slavery was in society and what politics was like that she slowly meditated there...... Looks like he started walking again as he was. After that, the swordsmen and Dahlia follow.

Then the hunter asked the two of them, trying to give them a bright look, as if to blow the dark air.

"Well... what do we start with?

"Mister..."

"You can't help but care, can you? Once I reach out here, I won't even say the whole world... but at least I have to help all the slaves in this town... because my battlefield isn't in this day and age in the first place (and if I take my job away from the slaves, they have a good chance...)"

What awaits you halfway ahead of the ego...... While the hunter behaved brightly, he seemed to imagine that never bright future.

The swordsmen also seem to have decided to change the subject of what such a hunter thought could somehow be deduced.

"... So, what do you say we start by looking at the names of the countries and towns here?

"What if that's not the name Asel or something? Mr. Swordsman."

"At that time...... let's find out the name of the town near here. If you still can't... wait to hear from Energia"

"Uh, hey, wait a minute? According to mk1... it looks like she's still grumpy"

"Your Majesty... are you really a brave man..."

and a swordsman with a head, considering the future king of his own country, who is just crying. Apparently, from this time on, King Endelusia has no hope.

Then the swordsman looked around and said this in a certain direction.

"Then first, let's go to the Adventurers Guild. You're supposed to be writing somewhere about the Adventurer Guild O (Whole) branch, so you don't have to ask someone, you'll find out soon enough, right?

"That's a good idea. If you go to the guild, you might know the names of the towns around you."

"But... can you read the letters of this era?

"Well, when you couldn't read it, if you asked around Sage (Nicole) waiting upstairs, you'd know right away, wouldn't you?

"I see...... You're reliable, right? Mr. Swordsman......" chuckle

"... cheating sensor response is high!

"Hey..."

And a swordsman, from the energy mk2 he was in his chest pocket, was about to get a critical attack on his heart, that's when it happened.

Bhun, Zaku!

At the feet of the swordsmen, an arrow pierces them flying from nowhere. The arrow was unleashed by a town guard who followed the four men from behind...... Apparently, the guards had business with the swordsmen.... I have an errand with a weapon, too.

"Stop! You guys!

Zusassssssssss!!

"" "" What?

Seeing the suddenly hostile voices directed at him and the guards gathering together from the surrounding alleys, a flashing line. In response to those four, one of the guards raised his voice.

"Drop your weapon adulterely and surrender now! Then I'll save your life.... you demon!

Listen to that word--

………… /(adv, adv-to) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

—— and Dahlia shaking herself. In the line, the only one, a demonic demonic, seemed to imagine the worst with that voice pointed at her.... that is, the development that you will cause and everyone will be treated like a demon.

But the swords and spears of the guards, and the arrows, were not directed at Dahlia or at the hunters. The sharp, upright ——

"Me... did I do something wrong?

--Looks like it was directed at Victor the Swordsman. It goes without saying that he is not a Demon. Especially since in the first place, I may not even be from another world...

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