The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

"Hmmm......, hey, nail. Wouldn't that be a good job? He feels just fine."

"Yes, please, this situation..."

Gaggin!!

The great sword unleashed against me in the middle of Nail's words is played with discord as if the metal had collided with each other.

─ ─ Magic circuit.

There's no point in honestly avoiding the degree of attack by a man who's been trained since then and who's been able to keep all the cells in his body activated, even if he knocks them down like this, it doesn't even seem to be his experience.

I turn around in a slight twitch, and Gatai's good adventurer stares at me with a breath on his shoulder.

By the way, he saw a full swing blow to me from earlier, but he hasn't been scratched.

"Hey, why don't you give up and go home? It's good for you to hurt your pride any more."

"Ugh! Temehe needs to be knocked down!

An adventurer who once again sets up a great sword without listening to me and unleashes a slaughter.

─ ─ But this course is a little unsavory.

Whether your hips are pulling or stepping in is sweet, and whether that blade reaches me or not is even at stake.

On top of that, there are nails on that course from the top right to the bottom left. Nails may be higher in strength, but whether you can withstand this great sword will be another thing.

I gradually transformed my left wrist into an Adamantite, literally 'knife', and broke the top part apart from the pattern by swinging it several times into a great sword.

"" "......... heh?

Just didn't think you were going to fight back all of a sudden, or couldn't you just go and mince this thick sword with your bare hands? A voice that I don't know either of them, but full of amazement, rings around .

When I put my left hand back, I just give a little advice and turn my gaze to the bulletin board again.

"Don't judge people by their appearance, adventurer. It's basically a guy who's ready to come into the guild or a guy who's got the strength to fly. If you're gonna lick it, just leave the kid with the majesty."

"Uh...... Ah, yes"

Apparently, that guild has only gotten a little quiet since that day, but, well, it's a story of no interest to me.

Alliance.

I don't know what that means, I would have just said 'peer union', but as you know, there are many types of it, even if you just call it 'guild'.

Anything is called a shop, Adventurer Guild.

Commercial guild.

On agriculture, agricultural guild.

There are three things that just come to mind, as well as cooking guilds, magic guilds, and alchemy guilds.

─ ─ but only one of them, he said, is heterogeneous.

It was created without formal formalities and its home is still unknown.

A peer union made of people who can't get into all kinds of 'guilds', from crazy pleasuralists who feel comfortable killing people to little villains who live small crimes as a business.

The name is... the Bandit Guild.

And when it comes to why I'm thinking about this right now, well, there may be a lot more of you guessing...

"For better, well, you found it over there without finding out."

In front of me and Nail, it seems we haven't had our clan here lately, but it's been hitting on the neighborhood for a while, a pretty rough nest of villains. I mean, there was a bandit guild guild home.

It is a very rare five-story building in this world, as I said, an old building modoki when it comes to what I saw.

There are trees everywhere, and it feels like I've seen them from here, and there are two unwilling men drinking at the entrance.

Personally, I would like to go and say, "Don't drink at noon," but that would pass on my presence to everyone inside, and furthermore, it would be a hassle if there were any hostages.

─ ─ Well, say what you want to say.

"Nailness, what if he gets caught?

"I don't see any connection to other bandit guilds, and the research shows that everyone is guilty of felonies such as murder and rape. You don't have to scrutinize, you're sentenced to death."

Nair responded instantly, distorting his face.

That would be solid information if the officials of the guild were to do so, and it is the death penalty where it is in this world that we call it extreme sentencing.

When it comes to completions, it's because of the bubble of garbage scumbags that aren't worth keeping alive.

"Well, I can't feel sympathy for that guy, either."

I checked the titles of the two entrances, "Murderer," "Rapist," "Kidnapper," etc.

─ ─ ─ Relentless, they snapped their heads off.

Assassination by moving through the shadows.

On my left hand, a blood-swet ice sword.

The surrounding area was filled with the smell of blood, two necks with pleasant expressions, rolling corny on the ground.

No, I'm supposed to leave this role to the great knight, and I want to be generous without knowing anything.

"Well, if there's a slight chance you'll get your hands on our people, we'll just keep them all dead within the moment"

I walked into the bandit's guild with a nail running from the grass behind me.

That's a bandit, sensitive to the smell of blood, seems to have easily noticed my raid.

─ ─ Even so, I've confirmed that there are all of them in this, and above all, I don't know how I can do this because I realize it.

Step through the thin wire at your feet and burn out the spear that popped up with silver flames.

Hit the button with your fist and crush the big rock that rolled over.

The suspicious chest burns down instantly.

Bandits coming out of the shadows chop off their necks with one blow.

The extinguished staircase of the steps pushes the foot in.

The earliest trap, the unintentional blow, the bluff and the hatter make no sense, crushing and crushing everything with force moves. What a broken stone bridge, you just have to crush it and fly over it.

"Haha, from the bandit side, it's a good place for the devil, not the big devil."

For some reason Nair has been mumbling about that with far-eyed eyes. Don't make me one of them dressed like that. White clothes, red ron hair, clowns, even if you've only seen them. Sometimes the word extracardiac fits so well.

"Even so, Nail, it's okay for you to look away at all these bloody splatters, right?

"If you're in the guild, you can dismantle the demon. Doesn't that feel similar? He's a real creature."

While I gavel at unexpected words, I drop the neck of a bandit who sees it as alarming or pops up.

"Well, that's okay, as the bandits are the 10th because they just hunted (...), how many are they all like the guild looked into?

"Eh, there were twenty of us all because a few elites were definitely selling, and three were pre-captured in the guild. So there are seven of us left."

─ ─ Hey, a handful of uses and elite uses are wrong.

It was me who stuck with that, but it would be better to check the "seven" first.

At the same time I listen to the nails, I broaden my spatial grasp a little, and look into people living outside of me and the nails.

Then, on this floor - - there is no life response on the third floor and the lower floor, but on the fourth floor above one there are four feminine reactions, and there are four male reactions. And on the fifth floor, there are three male reactions and one small child reaction.

Even so, if I expand my spatial grasp now, I will only be able to grasp men and women and general appearance, so I do not know the exact appearance at this point. But given the atmosphere on the field, you men are bandits, otherwise women should be seen as hostages.

I look up at the ceiling and see one upstairs by moonlight eyes.

Then again, the status of four of our men was filled in with several titles, and the women did not find such titles.

"Hey, I stopped making noises earlier...... is this supposed to mean I knocked this down?

"Didn't you decide to! We're just talking about two new recruits, aren't we?

I heard such a swallowing talk over the ceiling that I stumbled on to destroy the swallowing air.

"'Stick it in'"

Moments later, a red shadow stretched out of my palm penetrates the ceiling, killing one of our bandits.

And I used Shadow Diversion to move my body from the third to the fourth floor, and I plugged shadows stretched out of everyone's feet into their hearts and throats before the noise broke out, eliminating them without sound.

─ ─ ─ Oh, what a cheat for assassination, shadow magic.

When I was thinking about it, the nails that came up the stairs to make no noise were unraveling the ropes of the strapped and flashing women.

I'm the same man as these bandits.

For this reason, I wondered what it would be like to pay a lot of attention, but it felt painful to see that no clothes had collapsed and no one had vain eyes.

Well, I guess this feeling means' I made it ', but I also think this has happened before. Does that mean you're lucky?

And with that in mind, the women who opened up from the rope called to me.

─ ─ Of

"Ah, the red shadow! What if you are not the executor!? Oh, um..."

Moment I closed her mouth with my hands.

Her outfit is deacon clothing.

It is doubtful why women are wearing butler clothes, but it is also a sign that they were still serving 'someone of high rank'.

In addition to that, the other three being caught came with maid clothes.

And one young girl being caught upstairs.

The answer derived from the above is...

He was attacked and captured while escorting a nobleman? I guess I figured it was a failure to shout out here. "

A woman who opens her eyes to my voice.

The bandits caught me, I know the rush earlier......, well, now I would have totally found out up there.

"Well, I feel like I've been flashy now and now,"

I looked sorry, but when I stood up with my hand away from her, who was embarrassed somewhere, I turned my gaze toward Nail.

"I'm going to sell my favors to the nobles."