Helping with Adventurer Party Management

"The great nobles and magical troubles that have turned to the enemy are not necessarily attacking us directly from the front," he said.

Jilboa's explanation continues.

"It was a few years ago. Soldiers (of which) also had several occasions to interact in conflicts with mercenary regiments hired by the great nobles of other cities. Most importantly, conflicts are rarely serious killings because the goal is to evacuate the target. Still, young people on sale and inconsiderate bouncers are everywhere. Some of the young lords of your nobility are among the bouncers."

I can imagine there could be such circumstances. Noble power is strong in this world. A young man born into a great nobleman must have had very little, such as what he had never expected in his previous life. Neither did the surrounding men correct their misunderstandings and mistakenly assumed that their authority would pass on the battlefield, protruding and meeting the Beast.

"So, what's going on?

I can imagine where the story is going, but for once, I encourage ahead.

"What, same as usual. Three simultaneous shots in the crossbow squad, and then I pushed the Sword Shield line, and I smashed every fine piece of armor in the Axe Spear squad from the gap."

The apparent soldiers of the nobility, who usually ate a powerful crossbow unleashed on a fierce monster opponent, a blow of heavy axe spears to slap down a monster with hard skin and endurance, would have been shot away like Kasayamako.

"But I did just a little too much. The young lord was safe about a fracture thanks to his sturdy armor, but a few of the people around him let him die. I could have taken the ransom if I had lived. Somehow, they were too weaker than they seemed, so they misapplied their powers."

"You did a bad thing."

It is the sons of the nobles beneath them that surround the great nobles. In the future, when the young men of the great aristocracy stood at the head of the party, they were raised together as close to each other as possible from childhood, and they received a proper education. It's not a good person to let someone die in a conflict.

"Sure, it didn't taste good. Though life and death on the battlefield is said to be a knight's lesson, it is about mercenaries and lower knights. That temper doesn't apply to the nobles who put survival first. The young man in captivity has been calling all along. I will take vengeance. Later on, I learned that some of the dead flanks were unparalleled. I bought a lot of grudges."

When I heard that, I frowned.

"Were you bringing a woman to the battlefield?

But Jilboa shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"No, it's a man"

Oh, you know...

I didn't want to hear more, so I switched stories.

"So, uh, what happened to the young man who lost your friend? Even the assassins sent you."

I have been interested in the past, where Jilboa rarely speaks in his own mouth, but I know that the story is not due to sentiment, but to explain how the nobles interacted.

I urged him to keep talking.

"If you're an assassin, you've been sent many times before. But I am always protected by the armored members, and few nobles have the power to beat me with the arms of a sword."

Indeed, assassinations would also be effective if Zilboa were just an individual standing on his arm. But in addition to the arms of individuals, dozens of skilled warriors, always refraining, and all of them facial acquaintances who have sworn allegiance to Zilboa. Jilboa is arguably one of the most difficult people in the world to assassinate.

Then what do we do?

"So the young man who lost his friend asked his father to send an armed magician to cry."

Jilboa's story was about to greet the good.