Even Though I'm a Former Noble and a Single Mother, My Daughters Are Too Cute and Working as an

Sometimes the way she stood, walked, and sat was analogous to a flower, but the woman in front of her walked in such a beautiful position that it was not funny to be correctly so analogous.

The woman with white hair is as beautiful as fresh snow, looking at the dead with red and pale eyes and different colors on the left and right.

A face as if it had been carefully created by the god of art, and a rich breast inviting a man, a supple limb that highlights it.

Is a woman in sturdy cowhide boots and a loosely simple design a lost town girl for some reason?

Kyle decides that he is not at least an adventurer, to observe from the appearance of the demon in a dangerous place.

"Gaga!"

It was the goblins who were happy about it.

There are surprisingly few who know why they grab women and children. At least, Kyle doesn't have a visual.

But goblins definitely follow their habits and grab women and children... especially those who seem soft (...).

In that sense, the woman in front of you would be a good prey. Unlike a dangerous woman adventurer who resists with a weapon, a woman with two abundant meats hanging defenselessly has entered the nest with a round waist.

The goblins all hold a light resembling an appetite in their eyes, licking their lips around.

"Oh, jeopardize... be...! From here, run...!

I call on you to run desperately while also keeping your tongue on, but time is already late.

A goblin with a stick jumps at a woman. The woman colors her face with fear and takes the blow of a goblin without the skill of doing so, putting that white hair on the floor - then all the creatures present here assumed.

"……… Huh?

Splashes are bright red.

He was slashed in the neck not long before raising the severer (...) Goblin sprays blood like a fountain from the cross section and rolls down the ground.

In the hand of the woman, who was supposed to have a round waist, at some point a short sword of a single blade wet in blood is gripped, approaching the children of goblins and ground dragons left in any undistilled footsteps.

"Gah!?

The first woman to move to take Kyle hostage before the woman who lightly murdered her people was Goblin in one piece.

Goblins, weak in the harsh wild, are a species that has sharpened its guard against threats in order to survive.

And in their experience, they were learning that if they took hostages, they would be unable to move as soon as possible.

Not to mention immediate action when I think of it, but at that moment when the goblin tried to push the rusty sword against Kyle's neck and call on the woman to surrender, the sword the woman threw was piercing the goblin's skull.

"Gah!?

"Gobble!?

It was just divine speed, the early work of electric optical stone fire that never stopped in my eyes.

The woman kicks the floor so as to make a gap between the outrage of throwing weapons and the goblins upset by the death of their companions.

Grabbing the exact same shaped curved sword in both hands, he slits the heads of the goblins, pierces their hearts, and slits their throats.

White Shura lets the ghosts die in a flash with precision. The figure is exactly the storm of slaughter, the blade of the reaper who breaks his life for everything that passes.

"GOOOOOOOO!!

With the last goblin's neck dangling in the universe, the earth dragon child finally moves out.

The jaw, lined with sharp fangs that can easily chew off a thousand pieces, such as the human torso, opens to the max and jumps with tough forelegs if you don't eat and kill a woman.

"It's too late."

But the curved sword of the woman flashed. Only then will the top from the jaw of the son of the earth dragon be slashed away, just like killing the goblin.

Kyle could only look at the woman who ripped her hard crust like a piece of paper and overwhelmed the dragon like the other fish.

And then I realize. Lowered from her neck, on a copper glow recognition slip.

(Bi, b-rank adventurer............!?

If you want the E-rank Adventurer to be the new America, the B-rank Adventurer is a skilled adventurer to be called a veteran.

It would also be possible to consider a dragon child if, as a result of his completion, he was indeed allowed to have a copper recognition card.

But Kyle couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. The adventurer doesn't look very good, so does the outfit that just calls her a town girl, but her instincts told her that she was an unusual strength to reach the B-rank as she was trained to throw herself into battle.

"……… Hmm."

And most of all, the anomaly is a sword that appears in your hands more than a void and disappears without a trace. If you look at the goblins that were desperate by the sword throw, the short sword that was stuck in your head has also vanished at some point.

Though in a way that goes hand in hand with the training of melee, Kyle, who mends witchcraft, could understand that the identity of the sword is due to witchcraft.

But he couldn't understand what the hell that was like, only elementary magic could be manipulated.

…………

"... ah... wait!

I glance at Kyle, who is still in, and unwittingly calls the woman who tries to walk away silently.

"……… What is it?

"Ugh..."

She distorted her well-shaped eyebrows as she seemed bothered at the bottom of her heart, and the woman looked at Kyle with two colored eyes.

The height is no different than Kyle's to a little over 160cm, and he looks at this eye from the front.

"Uh, the... Thank you very much. Please help me."

"I didn't help you in good faith. I didn't want to discredit my colleagues and discredit the Alliance."

It must look good, and it's beautiful enough to make your voice crystal clear, but the only thing you can put in it is a hassle.

Couldn't stand the strangely compelling glance of a beauty who probably seemed older, Kyle unwittingly distracted, but still bowed her head and showed her sincerity.

"Still... it doesn't change what I was helped to do. Thank you very much."

".................. ha"

The woman looked down with a wrinkle between her eyebrows for a little while at the back of Kyle's head, but eventually took one zero sigh as if the venom had been removed.

"From what I've seen, you look like a newbie, but you've come to exorcise the goblins and wiped them out."

"... ah..."

I look down at the two women who were cruelly murdered and the man who no longer has but a broken spear-shaking hand.

If the woman hadn't shown up, Kyle would have followed a similar fate.

"... we're just here to get rid of the goblins. And then all of a sudden the dragon came out... how the hell did this happen...!

It was true that I was not ashamed.

If we had called on everyone to retreat at the time of the Grounddragon's child's appearance, the carelessness would be immeasurable for Kyle himself, as long as it was now understandable that there was also the prospect of help.

"It's a common story."

"Eh?"

Kyle stares at the woman who groaned in the wind that it was nothing.

"When you were a child, didn't you remember following a strong child or someone like that around you?

"... Well, General Kiddo was there, and I can remember having many children... but what does that have to do with this?

"Demons and animals are a choice when they are relative to their enemies, whether they flee or fight, but demons with intelligence as close to humans as goblins and dragons have more choices as to whether they can obey or not. Simply put, he was symbiotic. The place you came in thinking it was a goblin's nest was actually a ground dragon's nest… that's all we're talking about."

"Oh, no............!

This exorcism was a request from a nearby village.

The footprints left behind when the damage occurred belong to the goblins, who can imagine seeing the goblins going back to the fort, the dragons lurking behind them, etc?

"Anyway, I guess I kind of challenged you to the point of goblin, but what an unexpected encounter (encount) with a demon is obvious from an adventurer, and you deserve it for your lack of knowledge and awareness."

It was a harsh story without shards of consideration, but it didn't make any noise. It is an indisputable fact that the woman was right, challenged optimistically with the simple task of simply defeating the goblin, and that another demon appeared and was about to be wiped out.

"Then I'll go first because I need help too. Run or go yourself."

The moment a woman turned her back on Kyle, scattered by brutal facts, the entire fort began to shake heavily. It's not like an earthquake again, a severe shake like something is moving right under the fort.

"Chip."

"Whew!?

The woman tongues abominably and thrusts Kyle with her right arm. I tried to protest the sudden, but the anger would be blown away without any hesitation.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Rock rain pours down with a blasting roar that just breaks the tympanic membrane.

Kyle blocks his ears to a loud volume that is not comparable to that of a grounddragon child, and looks up without even being able to deal with the rock falling from overhead.

"What!?

I often hear it when I see it just before death, the vision flowing in slow motion. The woman grabs Kyle's collar and escapes from the broken wall to the outside of the fort in one flight while the running light is also about to come to her attention.

"Hey, what... is this a joke...?

Mixed with the rubble of a blowing fort, the goblins rise, clashing to the ground and desperate with unpleasant noises, or crushed by rubble.

Threw out on the ground, Kyle looks at the falling fort and the earth dragon the same size as the fort that jumped out of the ground.

A dragon adult, different from a toddler. The beauty and invincible giant worthy of telling the legend is not something that B-rank adventurers can defeat.

Defeating overpowered monsters is the job of A-rank Adventurers (Superman) and S-rank Adventurers (Heroes).

"Again, is that so? I was sure at the time of the toddler body, but I was convinced how the goblins took the arr (...). I don't know how angry you were that you killed your child... well, I know how you feel."

A woman who squeals plainly in front of the absolutely mighty looking down on this one with great prestige, but her figure ended with a word of misery.

"Oh, no...! Ugh, my arm............!

There was no end to the woman's right shoulder.

Earlier, Kyle was sheltered from the ground dragon that jumped out of the ground, and he was eaten a thousand times.

Blood gushing out of her bumpy wound dyes her white skin and one piece bright red.

(Me, it's my fault...! Because you sheltered me...!

What a bad day it is today.

People are hurt because of themselves, and at last a hopeless crisis appears before them. If there was someone in charge of his destiny, I couldn't help but scold him.

"Oh... it's over..."

The ground dragon shook up a huge arm and shook it down. It is extremely simple, and a blow with all the weight held by a giant equal to the fort crushes itself and the woman.

The boy's life, which was hit by a series of misfortunes on his first adventure, was about to end.

"Don't end it on your own"

However, the blow of the earth dragon never touched the earth.

Just like when he killed the Goblins, at some point he slashed the dragon's wrist with a sword held in his right hand (...).

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!?!?

A ground dragon that squirts blood like rain from a beautiful incision.

Dozn and the giant dragon's wrist fell as she pressed and folded the trees with loud noises and earthquakes, while the woman approached the ground dragon with a leap that did not make her feel the weight of the great sword, tearing open soft neck muscles, arteries, not covered in crusts.

"It ends with the dragon."

Not long before the throat was slit and the ground dragon, unable to bark, was exposed to the blood that erupted, and the woman standing on her neck stabbed her sword to sew through a gap in her hard crust, tearing her skin and flesh and breaking her neck bone.

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

No organism can live with a broken vertebra. The monster belonging to the legend was cut off from clams and life like a joke or something, and put its giant on the ground and stopped moving.

You won't understand what happened to the new American adventurers in its entirety. However, I can only see the result that the white woman in front of me accomplished dragon slaying.

"...... na, why...... how did you grow arms......!?

And just as surprisingly, the right arm, which should have been eaten a thousand times, is back.

polar of healing techniques, it was not performed to regenerate or restore the flesh. If such great sorcery is exercised, it can be perceived by the flow of magic, no matter how immature it is.

Then did you cure your body defect without using any sorcery? When I think about it, one possibility comes up behind Kyle's brain.

"No way...... Semi-Immortal (Immortal)......!? So what's an odd-eyed swordsman with gray hair...... YOU NO WAY......!?

It is said that all organisms are composed of soul, spirit and flesh.

When an abnormality occurred in one of them, the spirit, I had heard of the existence of a monster with the ability to restore the flesh that was born by causing an abnormality in the soul and the flesh, so that it interacted very rarely.

Until recently, Kyle was an ordinary person. Five people just know. With the taga off because of its properties, they continue to leave numerous anecdotes all over the world.

The Golden Witch, Canary.

"Tai Yi Ryu", Aeon.

Saints on the Other Shore, Hermes.

Thief, Crowley Arsene.

And the anecdote that the Supreme Samurai, Shura with all his swords, belongs to some adventurer's guild.

Red and pale sharp eyes. The white hair dances on the battlefield, and the flashing blade strikes the enemy's neck into space. The legend of life, dubbed the goddess of war of all injustices.

White Sword Ghost, Shirley. That is the name and name of the woman.

This time around, it's a good story.

The fact that new adventurers go to simple requests and don't come back.

Wise demons can also place wiser demons that are weaker than themselves.

A dragon customarily collecting gold and silver jewels also orders the demons in his distribution to collect treasures.

If you are an adventurer, the activity and death of the adventurer in the habit of any demon you can hear. Similar anecdotes go on and on everywhere.

"Good, you don't seem to have any scratches."

A large underground cavity on the site of the fort, a nest of dragons that is no longer in the world. Shirley was blind to the treasure piled up and found what she was looking for.

Those are two pentagons made by folding cheap gold and silver paper. The star, elephant in the traditional Oriental paper game called Origami, is, to be honest, a disgruntled flourish.

"It's an annoying goblin to mistake this for a treasure."

It is inevitable that the goblins assumed the glowing paper produced by the most recent technology to be thinly processed gold and silver.

It would also be a story to find that demons unfamiliar with the world steal crap that doesn't matter from the person who stole it.

However.

"Well, it's worth more than treasure to me. If anything happens to those kids for their first birthday, I can't help but eradicate the goblin seed."

While the house was vacant, the goblins went in to steal it, and the mother who took her first birthday present from her beloved daughters would look all over the world for examples, including looking around for that dressed paperworker until she uprooted the neighborhood's goblin nest.