Chapter 114.1

“You’re wanting sleepy.”

“Yeah… it’s my first time getting attacked so many instances whereas tenting…”

“That’s a superb expertise. From right this moment, you’ll sleep with out fear.”

Ignoring Hans’s resentful look, I bit into some Nudroak meat from the morning.

Since then, attracted by the scent of blood, further Nudroaks and common wolves had appeared.

Though we had introduced loads of therapeutic potions, it appeared wasteful to make use of them, so I took off the magic software and handled them shortly with the Gaushe sword.

It wasn’t a lot of a coaching, however it did heat my pockets a bit.

After a easy breakfast and re-equipping the magic software, Hans and I packed up the camp.

Hans adopted, eyes lifeless and ringed with fatigue, however his steps had been regular—he actually was a service provider.

Later, we took down monsters detected by [Presence Detection] with scimitars and bows.

Because the solar rose excessive, we sensed people.

The course was south, towards the freeway.

Since Selen was close by, they had been most likely adventurers.

We determined to test it out, altering our course.

Hans, although puzzled, adopted quietly, however his expression quickly turned tense.

The sound of clashing swords echoed by the forest.

At this distance, the scenario was clear.

Personally, I’d choose to show again instantly.

Scratching my cheek, I continued, recognizing two carriages caught within the freeway’s mud.

Six orcs surrounded them.

Hans seen too, rapidly hiding within the shadows.

“The carriages are below assault!”

“Yeah.”

The carriages belonged to the Larsen Buying and selling Firm.

Holger’s social gathering defended the rear carriage, whereas unfamiliar adventurers guarded the entrance.

They’d progressed effectively, however the forest close to Selen was dense, and the freeway was worse than at Filsatch.

The carriages received caught within the mud, alerting the orcs.

Holger was swinging his sword desperately, fighting the orcs’ thick hides.

His companions had been in the same state, however surprisingly, the mage was combating valiantly.

Perhaps I might simply ignore it.

However—I gained’t.

As a result of I’m form.

Activating [Physical Up], I kicked an orc’s face head-on.

The orc fell again, splashing mud.

I turned and proposed to the surprised adventurers.

“If I defeat them, can I take them?”

The adventurers nodded in unison.

Deal made.

I jumped onto the orc’s shoulder, swinging with [Power Strike] to decapitate it, utilizing [Wind Fang Run Bite] to maintain the neighboring orc at bay.

Utilizing the headless orc as a stepping stone, I pierced the center of the screaming orc with [Power Strike], decapitating the final orc earlier than it might rise.

Alright, completed.

I saved the orcs within the magic bag, Terpaz’s Bag, and raised a hand to the unknown adventurers.

“Properly, I’ll be off.”

As I turned to depart, I felt a gaze.

A person was bowing from the entrance carriage.

A well-recognized face—a younger worker working close to Laurie.

He should be Raymon’s supervisor.

I nodded in return and walked off.

Holger’s tough voice shouted after me.

“W-wait! Assist us too!”

“Ha ha, what a humorous joke. You’re C-rank, deal with it yourselves.”

Waving, I returned to the forest.

As shouts and screams continued, Hans worriedly regarded between the carriages and me.

“They’re nonetheless combating…”

“The adventurers I helped will help them. They gained’t lose. In the event that they do, they need to hand over their C-rank.”

“They’d be useless by then.”

“Properly, let’s head to Selen.”

Wiping the Gaushe sword, I started strolling.