Helping with Adventurer Party Management

There could have been an alarm.

Because it felt good to set up a business well, to connect with the city's leading players, to see one end of the achievement, and because we were drinking in small numbers in places that were not in our own territory (Shima).

Until then, the atmosphere of Kilik, who had been drinking ale and loose, suddenly changed, and rose against the sword of his hips.

When I looked around in surprise, I found myself surrounded by several men at some point.

I'm always dressed as a poor minister and I don't like people.

I haven't seen a face in the Adventurer Guild, but I can't count on it because I've been showing my face less often lately.

Kenji, just get ready to run.

Standing up, I nod to Kilik's words. Sarah is up too.

"You're Kenji."

One of the people who was surrounding me calls out.

Thin dirty clothes, legs are sandals or bare feet. He has a handmade stick or knife in his hand.

"Then what happened?

"Hehe. I've been making a lot of money lately, haven't I? I was wondering if you could give it to us."

When I said that, the people around me laughed in a lower-voiced voice as well.

Seven. I've been checking the perimeter since just now, but it looks like there are no ambushes or anything.

When she also gazes at Sarah, she shakes her neck to the side, too.

Are you sure this is just some kind of theft?

A man who mistakenly thought we were silently gazing at Kirik and Sarah, fearless and speechless, approached with ridicule and yelled out loud.

"Come on, you're scared! So take me..."

The man couldn't finish it till the end.

Because Kilik slapped a man in the face from the side with a sword from sheath to sheath.

The man stopped, half-rotating like a doll on the spot, clashing his face to the ground.

"... Huh?

The men who were surrounding him solidified.

I watch out for Kirik.

"Don't kill me! I want to know behind it!

"... that's hard! Ever!"

Kilik from there was overwhelming. It's like a tiger jumped on a bunch of skinny dogs.

Every time Kilik wields his sword to the left with each sheath, a dull striking sound sounds, and the men spin and flip.

I'm just glad I'm watching out for ambush bows and arrows and magic while I shelter Sarah.

I felt it took me about a few minutes physically, but it wouldn't have actually taken me a minute.

At the quieter end of the store, blood bled out of his head and face, and he looked like flipped object thieves.

When I rushed out to the store clerk to hold more money, he asked me to do and let people know to the soldier's office in Swordtooth, not the guard's stuffing.

Because the three of us can't take all these men, and in order to know behind them, we need to talk slowly and quietly later.

"I thought they weren't in the city anymore."

Kilik, who came back gently cleaning up the men of theft, says as he wipes his blood about the sheath of his sword.

True, they were too crude.

You know me, but you don't know the Sword Tooth Corps.

For stealing things from this city, it's too much of a chig hug.

He doesn't seem to be an adventurer. Is it the rest of the city?

All I have is a feeling of trouble.

And the hunch, sadly, often hits.