Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

The moment he opened his mouth, something seemed to have heard his call and flew towards him with a whistling sound!!!

Poof! ! !

The sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh was heard, accompanied by blood splattering everywhere. Tracys opened his eyes and saw the mercenary lying on the ground, still in the posture of stabbing him with the knife.

However, he saw that the opponent's back was pierced by a broken spear, completely taking away his life.

"You called me a little late. Next time, remember to call me when something special happens... Well, it's much better than the previous times."

"At least you realize there's no shame in asking for help."

Zuo Jian threw away the remaining half of the spear in his hand and nodded as if he was somewhat relieved.

"I just......"

“Don’t just say that. If you get hurt less, Theresa will worry less about you, right?”

"If you feel ashamed to do this, then find a way to become stronger, swallow your complaints, and turn them into motivation to move forward."

Zuo Jian glanced at Tracy, who was wiping the blood silently. Looking at the other person's expression, he knew that he had heard it.

Tracy...maybe he is much more mature than I thought. Is it caused by the environment around him? Even if I am not here, his natural impulsiveness will be polished into the calmness and composure that he should have by the reality here.

However, there may be some indescribable costs in the process.

I hope this can help him a little.

But speaking of it......

Tracys had been following me out there to 'train' with these mercenaries for a while. If I was not mistaken... he had been following me and constantly fighting with those mercenaries who were fighting for their lives. Tracys' swordsmanship was also improving rapidly.

but.....

Why does it seem like he's getting more and more embarrassed?

Is it?

Zuo Jian lowered his head and weighed the broken half of the spear in his hand.

The texture is much better than the sword in Tracy's hand, and it is very heavy. At the same time, the forging level is not comparable to the weapons in the hands of the mercenaries seen before.

Have the mercenaries become stronger?

He thought about it, then turned around and came to a dead tree nearby.

At this moment, a bearded Sarkaz man was leaning against a tree in a desperate state. His body was covered in blood, making it hard to imagine what kind of tough battle he had just experienced.

Zuo Jian stepped forward and placed the remaining half of the spear in his hand next to the man.

"Cough cough..." The latter coughed up a mouthful of blood, watching his weapon being easily taken away, broken and thrown away by the 'monster' in front of him, while he was leaning against a tree and couldn't even struggle.

"Won't you kill me?"

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Zuo Jiandao who was standing in front of him.

"Can you promise that you will not do evil again after you leave?"

Zuo Jian simply walked up to him, squatted down, and looked at him calmly.

"Haha...hahahahaha...cough cough...damn it, if I say I can do it, will you believe it?" The bearded man seemed to have heard something funny, and he laughed and joked to Zuo Jian

"will not."

In response to this, Zuo Jian answered with almost no hesitation.

"Even if I believed it, those people you killed probably wouldn't believe it."

"Hahaha, really? Then why are you asking such a stupid question? Why don't you just do it?"

The man stared at Zuo Jian and gave an ugly smile.

“I don’t care about the answer to this question, but I think someone should care.”

"For example... yourself."

"As for why I didn't do it, it's because I still have something to ask you. Once you've answered, I'll let you go as quickly as possible."

"Haha, that's exactly the reason. If I say: Fuck you, I won't say anything. What are you going to do? Chop off my fingers one by one and force me to tell you?"

The man tilted his head slightly, with an indifferent look in his eyes.

“.....If you don’t answer....” Zuo Jian stood up and picked up the sword that fell to the side.

"Then there's no need to wait for you to finish your answer. I'll give you a quick answer now."

"It seems that the information is not that important to you. And a guy as strong as a monster like you wouldn't——"

"No, intelligence is still important, but I think you should at least have a happy ending."

"After all, I don't think anyone would like to be a mercenary who lives on the tip of a knife and licks blood."

Zuo Jian raised his sword, pointed it at the man's neck, and was about to attack when the latter suddenly spoke.

"Wait, with what you said, I suddenly feel that it wouldn't be bad to live a little longer." He grinned and shouted to Zuo Jian.

"However, I have a condition."

Seeing the other party's attitude change, Zuo Jian thought for a moment, put down his sword, and spoke.

"You can put forward conditions, and I will decide whether to agree to them or not depending on the circumstances."

"There's a cigarette in my coat pocket. Take it out and light it for me."

Zuo Jian was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and pulled open the man's blood-stained shirt, and indeed he found a crude cigarette that was half-stained red.

By the way, there is also a crude lighter.

He did as the other party said, helped the man light the cigarette, then handed it to him and asked.

"and then?"

"No, you can ask now."

"That's it?"

"Haha, that's it."

The man laughed, then stared at Zuo Jian with his eyes fixed.

"You know, a guy like you... will surely spread your name throughout this shitty land sooner or later, and by then the mercenaries will be told about your legend... Ha, and a mediocre guy like me can actually let such a legend light my cigarette before I die. Don't you think it's the perfect ending?"

"After all, the fate of most mercenaries is no different from that of stray dogs on the roadside."

............

.......

"You don't look like ordinary mercenaries. Or rather, you don't look like the mercenaries that would appear in this area."

Zuo Jian looked into the other person's eyes and asked.

"Besides, it seems that you have no interest in this nameless town. Instead, it seems more like..."

"Coming specifically for you?"

The man answered to Zuo Jian, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"In fact, that's true. In Scar Mall, a bounty is being offered for a guy who appeared on the edge of an unknown town."

"Reward?"

"Yeah, during this period of time, you killed all the mercenaries who came here to "work", right?"

In response to the other party's question, Zuo Jian nodded slowly.

"Ha, that's it. I don't know what mission they took at the beginning, but for mercenaries, it's normal to find some unlucky guys on the road to rob them of supplies. I guess that's how they met you... ahem... and then... then the next thing should be a lot easier to guess."

"You killed all the nearby mercenaries, or those restless guys. Do you know what this means?"

"It means you are declaring that this place is yours.

Anyone who causes trouble here will be attacked by you... er, ahem... this is an unspoken rule among mercenaries."

"You should have sensed it, too. From a certain point on, the mercenaries that came here started to become stronger than before, because you are famous. In this business, being famous is a very dangerous thing."

"In the square of Scar Mall, the bounty on a fellow like you will probably get higher and higher. And for every fellow who accepts the bounty but loses contact, their price tag will be passed on to you. This is the 'pricing' of mercenaries in the mall."

"But I'm not a mercenary. I'm just cleaning up the guys around here who are trying to attack the town and the surrounding transport teams."

"Who knows? Even if you think so, others may not think so. From the moment you set foot on this land, you have become part of this set of rules. Just like you said, no one wants to be a mercenary, but when your bounty and price are posted on the notice board, none of this matters anymore."

"What will happen next?"

"I'm still worth some money. If I don't return with any results in three days, the part of the bounty on me in Scar Emporium will be added to your head."

"Maybe... it will attract more attention. I hope you don't regret your decision to protect this area in the first place..."

"I will not."

Zuo Jian shook his head, stood up and looked at the man whose voice was gradually becoming weaker, then raised his sword.

"That's all. Finally, is there anything you want to say or anything you want me to relay?"

“…Let me think…”

The man pretended to think, then leaned against the tree and gradually spoke.

“You asked me if I could stop doing evil in the future... If someone like me could live peacefully in Kazdel even if I didn’t become a mercenary...”

He opened his mouth slightly and spoke in a very soft voice, but it was enough for Zuo Jian to hear his answer.

The latter raised his sword and then dropped it.

.........

...

..

"Is it over?" Tracy stood up and looked at Zuo Jian who walked out empty-handed.

"It's over, but....I guess it won't last much longer."

"Will new mercenaries arrive here soon?"

".....It's fine."

Tracy turned around and looked at the man next to him.

"I will find a way to solve it and solve the problem at the source."

....Scar Mall...it's time to go there

(I still haven’t found my account… I’m so depressed… I’ll put off the chapter for another day… I’m so depressed!!)

Chapterpy

Ah....I was so sleepy yesterday that I lay down right after finishing coding.

I totally forgot that I still have to help the big guy in the group py.

I'll open a separate chapter here to make up for it.

Here is a brief introduction.

[My favorite child + mygo world view]

Yu Kamiya, who traveled to the Japanese anime music series, witnessed the demise of C Group with his own hands. Even so, he believed that no one would betray Crychic until he saw his former companions abandon him and happily establish MYGO together.

In order to fight against the inherently evil pink-haired imp, Kamiya Yu decided to form a new band by himself, destroy MYGO with his own hands, and take back all his friends from the yellow-haired Aine!

Guitarist Yukinoshita Yukino, bassist Natsukawa Masaki, keyboardist Kurokawa Akane, a brand new band, assemble, tool man, as long as you win against the enemy, you can win back your partners!

Everyone must come back, no one can be left behind, including you...

Toyokawa Shoko!

——But why are the tools also becoming a little weird? !

Chapter 32, Promise

"Pack up your things, Tracy, and we can go back."

Zuo Jian came to Tracys who was resting on the side with a big sword covered with mud. When the latter looked up, he saw his dirty face.

"...Is it necessary?" He looked at the slope of earth that appeared behind Zuo Jian. Every raised spot was pierced with the weapons used by the dead mercenaries.

There are no tombstones here, or rather, these weapons that symbolize the bloody lives of these mercenaries are their tombstones.