686 684 Adventurers Heart (2/2)

Vigilant of traps that do not even break through, proceed with a very nosy. That's enough other adventurers from behind to chase through with Dong Dong.

”... slow. Faster.”

”Ugh...... Yes.”

As Fran hurried, Caitley increased its speed while moisturizing her eyes. I'm not going to tell Fran back even though I'm so frightened. Is this also an admirable effect?

Caitley then attacked the dungeon, even as he caught on to the trap, found it and dodged it.

Well, it's only about half the ground floor. Blah, when I said it in the game, it was the beginning of the tutorial.

However, Caitley is quite tired. Though a little lady, she's an animal man, and she's got some training. Normally there would be nothing tiring at this distance.

But to an unfamiliar environment, alertness to traps and fear of warcraft. Those factors seemed to be catching up with the spirit and planting many times as much fatigue in Caitley as they usually do.

”Ha hoo...”

Still, Caitley, who walks without leaking a cry, apparently isn't going to give up the adventurer. Exactly, it seems understandable that no adventurer serves a person who makes a sound to this extent.

”Take a break here”

”Yes......”

In order for the adventurers to be different from each other, they decided to rest a little where the road was a little wider.

The two of us sit down side by side. Then, he wanted to know about Fran, and Caitley started asking a lot of questions.

I hope I can't talk about things I can't talk about, but I tell them about my adventure experiences and so on. That's quite a bloody and tragic story, but the admiration rays emanating from Caitley's eyes only add to the power.

With her inexperienced in combat, she can't imagine the rigors of adventure and struggle, only the thoughts of ”cool” and ”awesome” will spring up.

And when it came to the story of the warcraft he had recently fought, Fran made him listen by talking about his battle with Thunderbird, who had fought in a crystal cage.

Until then, I have managed to beat a tremendous warcraft many stories, so I am surprised by the story that I escaped, albeit with threat B.

”Oh, even your sister can't beat that warcraft called Thunderbird?

”If I wanted to win, I could win. Should be. I could handle it with my wife's hands.”

”So why did you run away?

”If I use my wife's hand, I'm not just sorry myself. I usually fight for real, but accomplishing a request is my top priority during a request. Don't forget that.”

”But if you knock it down, you'll get all sorts of materials too...”

”Mm-hmm. I think I could level up, too. But what if we meet a strong enemy after that? I can't say I'll never be there. So no wasted wear.”

Yes, it is. Even thunderbird herd opponents of Threat B have a high formula that they could have won by using sword deification and potential liberation.

But doing that should drain Fran tremendously, just like he said. There's so much life in our backs. Maybe I couldn't fight properly for a while, and if I did poorly, it might have affected the militant tournament.

Fran, he couldn't say it was a one-man adventurer to wear out in a futile battle during a request.

”During the request, act more carefully and safely than usual. If it fails, all the more so if people ask for trouble.”

”I see.”

That's why I prioritized ensuring that I accomplished the request over my own desire to level it up.

But I don't know if that Fran preaches the importance of behaving cautiously towards younger girl opponents. Something touched me.