Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Speaking the words quickly, or Augley's hips, Felicie's one arm approached.

It's right on the edge of my sight. Make sure of that, and there's a silver glint in its hand that's gripped at some point.

- It was a knife.

It's clearly wielded with the will to harm Augley.

If you can point your body at this close range, and almost like you're restrained, you'll end up stuck without being able to react, if you're normal.

But Augley was an adventurer.

Moreover, those who retain a silver grade that only talented among them can be given.

Even being able to visually capture it, wielded almost indefinitely, does not pose a crisis for him to this extent.

Some of the demons are quicker, and some bandits are like typing magic in from unseen distances.

Augley fights those people day and night.

A knife full of luxurious girls swung, before stabbing Augley in the belly, Felicie took off the knife, captured from her wrist and gripped with a degree of paralysis, but not a trace.

No longer is Felicie's further resistance futile.

situation that anyone could understand so, but Felicie still did not remain silent.

On the contrary,

"...... ahhh!!!

and storm out in an odd voice.

However, the move did not involve acting like a young girl, like when she was in a liquor store or earlier, but rather was unusual like a wildlife or something.

Augley perceived something in it, holding her wrist, gently pulled Felicie toward herself, and just as she laid back a little before her to make sure that her white, thin neck muscles had been exposed, she gently dropped her hand knife towards it.

It was a casual motion, but the blow was enough to take away her consciousness, and it quickly came, and the power in Felicie's body fell out.

To make sure she never fell to the ground like that, Augley let her sleep quietly in the bed after making sure she was firmly unconscious when she did her hand under her armpit to support her.

Additionally, remove the rope from your tool bag.

Still, Felicie's hands and feet were tied with a cloth pinched so that no trace could be left.

This, of course, is just in case.

I woke up and got attacked again, then I can't talk.

"... I wonder if I can handle that one for now... But......"

- Is she Sai Lane?

The question comes to Augley's mind.

In view of the circumstances, it would be the firmest thing to assume that it is, but considering that it is, various odd points can be considered.

First of all, isn't it pretty crude?

Indeed, it has long been a common practice to alarm people with colour tricks and take their lives away from them, and it is by no means foolish given the sheer number of men caught.

A man is really vulnerable to this kind of thing.

That's instinct.

I can't help it.

I am not quite convinced that Seylan is an operative who specializes in what he said, and thus this happened.

Augley was able to deal with it easily because she originally assumed that that would come, and it's not possible that she would have thought that Felicie would have really fallen in love with Augley otherwise.

Thinking about it, it's nothing strange, maybe.

But if that's what's coming, Felicie should have been more aggressive in her conversation at the tavern, and she should have acted convincingly even if she was interested in Augley.

I can tell you for sure there was no such thing.

This is what she has done despite it.

This is uncomfortable.

Also odd about Felicie's power.

If she were Seylan, she could be described as bent but educated as an agent.

Therefore, you should have quite a combat capability.

Considering also that Lent has come alone from that point where he eavesdropped on the story to this village, and given that there is also the danger of demons and bandits on that road, it is considered that he is capable of responding adequately by himself to the danger he said so.

Yet Felicie's earlier way of shaking the knife was like that of an amateur.

The power never exceeded that held by the village girl, and the way it shakes itself is nothing short of amateur, such as pulling a knife once and then trying to stab it.

If you were Augley, you would push in there without pulling if you tried to do the same thing.

That's faster, and people's bodies and so on can hurt you enough.

Time to build momentum is wasted.

Even Lent and Lorraine would do that.

I didn't even do such a basic thing.

Felicie is.

I mean, isn't she, like, different (...)?

I felt that way.

So why did you attack Augley?

I don't know that.

I can't even think of a few reasons, but I'm not sure.

Augley concludes that there will be a need for consultation here.

I'm anxious to leave Felicie here, even if she's not Seylane, so I'll take charge of her for now.

Then I decided to head under Lent and Lorraine.

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Overall, the lodging, made of trees of high age, is also warm in the aisle.

Now, a candle is lit thinking it was made of beast fat on the wall of the aisle, filling it with beastly air.

It's a familiar, familiar smell for adventurers and people in these rural villages, but I think it might just smell a little tough for the city folks.

Although it is relatively well grabbed in Malt, wood wax dominates in Wangdu, but this is pricey.

Better yet... Fire vigilance and magic items are more basic in luxury inns, clothing stores, etc. Of course, this one's even higher.

Augley likes candles of beast fat with weak light but still soft, but I always wonder if I can handle this smell.

It's hard to get on clothes.

"... it's something to think about in this situation."

I reach in front of Lent's room while crushing such a solitary.

When you knock on the door,

"... who?

and a slightly alarmed voice sounded.