17 15 Merchant Randell (1/2)
Day 3 since I met Fran.
We kept walking toward town. No, I'm wrapped up in a front and carried by Fran so I don't get caught in the eye. If they witness a fluffy floating spot, there's no excuse.
”Hey, is town, like, an easy thing to get in?
”Hmm?”
'No, you don't need a toll or an ID?
”I don't.”
Full and head shaking Fran, cute.
No, no, I didn't.
Sure, Fran was a slave, and he would never have gone into town doing the formalities himself. But because of that, I have no information at all.
”If you were a man, you might be able to get information.”
But in the three days so far, I couldn't even find a trace of a person.
Why not? No pedestrians, no travelers, no bandits. If I were a bandit, I'd be able to get some information.
”Because it's not a street”
Slave traders were apparently traveling through the lousy area to shorten their time. The phrase, because it was attacked by a warcraft and wiped out, is sad. I wish we had died on our own, without involving the slaves.
”Huh? Is there a street or something?
Well, there can't be a warcraft, a wilderness off the streets, or someone like that.
”Street somewhere?
”If you're walking, I think you'll be out in a minute.”
”I hope so.”
”Fine. Maybe.”
So keep going for 4 hours. I proceeded relaxed, hunting warcraft along the way.
And discover the long awaited streets.
'Yay, way to go!
Just scraped the ground and drained the grass, it's a better path than the Beast Road. However, the ground has been consolidated over the years, leaving a clear trail of signs. It was, indisputably, a street.
Relying on the sense of direction of Fran, we walk in the direction where we think there is a town.
”Mm, there's a creature reaction”
'You don't seem like a person. Maybe it's a goblin. ”
”Hunt?”
”Uniform. Materials might sell. I can absorb demon stones.”
Copy that.
Nodding cocklessly, Fran took off the street and ran out. I have already used my leg lift skills and so on, and I run through the trees like a wind.
”There he is.”
I guess they're ambushing something that goes through the streets. The goblins hid themselves behind the bushes that grew beside the streets. That number is three. Fran erases the signs and turns from behind to the goblins. And he attacked me from behind without a sound.
”Phew.”
”Gi?”
One slapped from the back collapses with a glare.
”Ha!”
Shortened activation of the Swordsmanship Double Thrash, made possible by an increased skill level, truncated the remaining two. The goblins wouldn't have realized what had happened to them.
The battle was over before the first body fell to the ground.
”Master, the rest, please”
”Whoa, I got it.”
After absorbing the demon stone, cut the corners of the goblin, which can be used as material. The remaining bodies were thrown into dimensional storage. If you leave it near the street and call in a big warcraft, it's not a good idea.
”Master, there's goblins over there too”
”Are you there yet?”
”What do we do?
”I'm on my way anyway, and I'll do it.”
”Mmm.”
Fran rushes out again. But beyond that, there was an unexpected sight.
”Damn! Get away from me, goblins!
”Gigigigi”
”Gruhrua”
A carriage was attacked by the Goblins. The number of goblins is six, versus one in the carriage.
”Did you keep an eye on the goblins earlier?”
While my buddy was raiding the carriage, adventurers and the like wouldn't come or they would have been watching the streets.
”Help”
”Oh, come on.”
Again, erase the signs, it's an ambush from behind. Shorten activated Triple Thrust to kill 3 bodies. Three-point, weakly powerful sword moves, but nothing wrong with a goblin opponent.
”Yay, thanks!
”Giy!”
”Shut up.”
To Fran, who suddenly appears, to the goblins who raise their voices of intimidation, Fran slashes Zashzash.
One of the others turned his back to escape, but Fran threw me and stabbed me to a stop. Thanks to his throwing skills, he is perfectly through his stomach. I was going to do a cosoli orbit fix if I strayed, but you didn't have to.
”Oh, thank you, young lady. Thank you.”
”Mmm.”
”But you're strong. Are you alone?
”Hmm?”
”No, if you don't want to talk, you don't have to.”
It's simply that Fran is silent, but seeing that attitude, he seems to mistakenly think he doesn't want to talk about it. In fact, I don't want to give you bad information, so thank you. I instructed Fran to keep making a mistake.
”Hey, if you'd like, why don't we take the carriage? He's on his way to Aretha, isn't he?
Aretha is like the town I was on my way to. But this man, you look like a good man and you're pretty strong.
I'm willing to sell you a favour and offset the debt you owe me for getting help from Goblin, and even get an escort, while I say I'll let you ride the carriage in a favor.