Only a slight rustling of the grass could be heard, which was the sound of the goblins finally falling.

From the moment Bandu rushed out to the moment he annihilated the enemy, this instant kill took only two seconds.

"I forgot to mention that this mountain also has a considerable number of monsters. The demons deliberately leave them alone as a countermeasure to prevent intruders."

Bandhu came back as if nothing had happened and said this to Meredith and the others.

All Miley and the others thought was, "How strong!"

Bandhu's skills are like a martial artist, no, it should be said that he is a martial arts master.

"Hmm~ Could it be that Ben not only has magical powers, but also a combat vocation?"

Hearing Meredith's question, Bandu nodded and replied:

“Yes, I have a calling as an artist.”

"Stop lying."

Oscar immediately complained.

He rolled his eyes behind his glasses, as if to say that the vocation had absolutely nothing to do with combat.

"How could I have lied? Look at the embroidery on this scarf."

"Ah, yes, that embroidery is indeed remarkable."

Indeed, the sword just made was so decorated that it could be mistaken for a ceremonial sword. There was even a rose engraving on the blade, making it look like a work of art.

"Did I misunderstand? When did artists become combat professionals?"

Natsu rubbed his temple and said this. Bandu was incredulous.

"Martial arts are also art, right?"

"There's no such thing."

Oscar quickly complained again.

It seems that Bandhu is a person with artistic talent.

Moreover, art is the art of skill, and martial art is the art of martial arts. Therefore, Bandhu seems to mean that artistic talent is also martial talent.

Although everyone agrees that there should be a limit to exaggerating...

"Um, on top?"

The moment the group of monkey monsters moving in the trees appeared, Bandu extended his hand to Bartram.

The excellent butler slime instantly mimicked the bow and arrow within its body. Bartram unleashed the arrow, and Bandu, without even glancing, took it and unleashed it with lightning speed. He nocked three arrows at once, firing three times in rapid succession, and all of them hit the target, seemingly as if it were a matter of course.

Bandu then ordered Bartram to transform, this time into a chain sickle.

The sickle flew around freely, still driving away the monkey monster with incredible accuracy.

"Were you attracted by the smell of blood? What are you three doing? Let's go."

“Ah, yes.”

From that time on, whenever he encountered monsters, Bandu would use a variety of weapons to kill them: swords, spears, bows, daggers, war hammers, scythes, chakram, etc. He was proficient in every weapon. Bandu did not rely on magic, and he was invincible along the way.

If he encounters a strong soldier, he will suppress him with hand-to-hand combat.

His heroic demeanor is just like that of a fighting god who is proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

At the age of just over 20, he had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Huh! As expected, remote control is so clumsy. I can only use it at one-third of its capacity."

Bandhu seemed very unwilling.

With just one finger, he could spin the human body in impossible ways; he could knock enemies unconscious with just the touch of his palm; he could strike through armor until they vomited blood; he could knock even strong soldiers to the ground without giving them a chance to sound the alarm...

Everyone almost forgot that Bandu was now a remote-controlled mimic of Bartram, which was not his original strength.

Oscar and Niz, who had joined the suppression from the middle, couldn't help but smile bitterly. They quietly moved towards the secret passage they were about to reach. Niz couldn't help but praise:

"You are truly a martial arts expert."

"No need to be polite... You're quite skilled, but... you haven't practiced for a while."

It seems that a master can tell at a glance. Nizu was originally a desert warrior skilled in swordsmanship. His skills were refined and his swordsmanship was first-rate.

"Yes, because space magic is difficult to control, I sealed the sword and focused on space magic."

"In the end, it's the body that determines victory or defeat."

Oscar seemed to find that quite amusing and laughed quietly.

"I never expected to hear such words from a demon."

"Hmph, Glasses—no, Oscar, I didn't realize you're quite capable. I thought you were a weakling who relied on divine weapons."

"I never expected to receive such praise from you. I'm truly flattered. Having said that, your criticism is certainly correct."

Oscar was not a soldier, but a producer. He was supposed to stay in the rear and support the soldiers.

Because the magic power cannot be leaked, Oscar now only relies on the physical enhancement of the black umbrella, the perception expansion ability of the black glasses, and the physical manipulation of the metal wires to fight. It seems that the battle is quite difficult.

Even so, his movements were quite agile and he was not at all inferior to the demon's elite soldiers.

I don't know if it's because of the joint efforts to fight the enemy, or if it's because they share a common understanding of actually training their bodies...

The relationship between the three men seemed to have improved.

And in this situation──

"But then again..."

"!"

Bandu's voice turned low, and someone was startled.

She is the girl who is desperately trying to erase her presence──Milletie.

Meredith also lowered her head, held her breath, and walked at the back. Bandu glanced back at her and said:

"Princess of Raisen, are you so incompetent without magic..."

“Ah!?”

Meredith knelt on the ground with her hands on her chest, her spirit seemed to have been severely damaged.

Oscar and Niz also added with a wry smile.

"Come to think of it, Meredith has never been forced into a situation where she couldn't use magic, so I didn't notice it either."

Oscar's implication was that he agreed with the statement that Millard was incompetent.

Meredi receives an additional critical hit.

"So, Meredith, I think it would be best if you at least learn some self-defense skills."

After all, Nizu didn't really want to see the leader of his organization screaming and crouching in the battlefield. However, Nizu's gentle words and kindness made Meredith crouch in the defensive position.

She held her head in her hands, squatted on the ground and cried, "I'm sorry, I'm such a leader."

"Princess of Raisen—no, Meredith, as you are now, you are truly just an annoying woman."

Finally, even the title of princess was abandoned.

Although I wanted to think that Bandu called me by my name in order to create a sense of intimacy, judging from his cold eyes, it was probably out of contempt.

Bandu's implication was "Strengthen yourself." Hearing this, Meredith burst into tears.

“Waaaaaaaaa! I’m sorry, it’s my incompetence!”

Meredith burst into tears, screaming, "Sister Mel, where is Sister Mel! I need Sister Mel!" For the first time in her life, she felt completely helpless and even a burden, a situation that seemed to have caused her to have a mental breakdown.

"Mei'er's pampering might actually harm her in this situation."

"Because that guy doesn't know how to restrain himself..."

"Is your leader really alright?"

The three men really had some similarities.

Then, after five minutes, no alarms were sounded throughout the mountain, and the group successfully reached the secret passage. That being said, there was nothing in the secret passage.

The scenery visible to the naked eye is no different from the surroundings, with only dense trees.

Bandu turned his gaze to Oscar, and it seemed that he agreed that Oscar's glasses were very good at detecting enemies.

Oscar pressed the temples of his glasses with his fingers and glanced around.

"no problem."

"Okay, let's go. It's only a matter of time before the other side realizes the patrol soldiers haven't returned."

Bandu ordered Bartram to shape his finger into the shape of an old key, and then he used his other hand to gently stroke the bark of the tree, which suddenly slid aside. The bark slid away, revealing a keyhole. Bandu inserted his deformed finger into the keyhole to unlock the door.

Meredi, who had finally recovered from the blow of being treated as incompetent, tugged at Rabandhu's sleeve.

"That too?"

Why does the key open the door the first time you try it? The answer to this question is, of course,

"Because Bartram is excellent."

"Bachuram is so omnipotent, it's terrifying."

At the gaze of Mireddy, Bartram saluted gracefully.

It looked like a metal tube with only the surface processed to look like wood. When they opened the door, they saw stairs leading underground. They immediately entered and descended the stairs in one breath.

The lowest level was a wide passageway made of red brick-like stones. The moss growing underfoot glowed faintly, barely allowing for sufficient visibility.

"There are several paths underground that could confuse intruders or pursuers, and there are also traps, so absolutely don't walk ahead of me."

"That's also Bachuram—"

"Because it's excellent! You're so annoying!"

The expression on Bandu's face said, "This guy is so annoying!" It seemed that Bandu was beginning to understand what kind of person Meredi was.

"Wait a moment, Bandu. The view is not clear. I'm using a light."

"Isn't that magic?"

"Of course not."

It's the light from the glasses.

Oscar's glasses emitted light that split the darkness. Two searchlights followed the movements of Oscar's face, illuminating the depths of the passage.

"snort!"

Bandu swung his palm and knocked off Oscar's black glasses. The black glasses spun in circles in the air, losing the bright light emitted from the eyes.

"Bandu, what are you doing?!"

Oscar couldn't help but reveal his true nature.

Bandu refuted Oscar with one sentence.

“This is so annoying!”

“What—”

"Sorry, Ao, Xiao Mi also doesn't quite agree with constantly activating the glasses' beam."

"If you look at us, it will be very bad. I vote for Bendu."

"What……"

The light from the glasses was completely denied, causing Oscar to droop his shoulders in frustration, and he frantically picked up his partner who had fallen against the wall.

"If you need a light source, Bartram can provide it."

Bartram creates a light source within the slime body, and it seems to be magic that uses a light ball within the body.

"Bachuram is truly outstanding."

"Bartram is truly versatile."

“…Yeah, I don’t feel resentful at all.”

Bartram saluted gracefully, and then the group moved forward under its leadership.

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