It's Not That I Like Using a Blunt Weapon!

Episode 52 I feel like I'm worried about something.

You can take me to difficulty A Quest - Slade's remarks to me made the Alliance tremendously impatient.

"Who is that?"

"Don't you know? It's Bluntman, Bluntman!

"Eh, that little one? Are you kidding me?"

"More like this... isn't it like cyclops?

"Hammer Hannah the Bluntman!

"Rumor has it you won against Cecil Saltrak. I thought it was a lie...."

"But you know what Seven Spears says? It's not convincing."

Slade stood up and stood in front of me with a flying voice.

"Lady, what's your name?

Hannah Farset.

"How old are you now?"

"D, but...."

Slad slaps herself on the forehead.

Kaahh. What a waste of treasure. You actually have more monsters than A rank. Really, I want to take you to the Devil's Land right away. "

"Oh, really? I want you to take me with you!

"But hey, I can't do it alone. That's why I want you to be active in the difficulty A quest and aim for a special ranking up. How would you like to take this offer?

"Stop it! Ah, Mr. Slade!

Cecil is the one who can't hear us and keep quiet.

"Wait, wait! I'm asking you to take me on a quest now! Hannah has nothing to do with this!

"I mean, Cecil can't help you."

"If you don't try, you won't know!

"Perseverance. Really, that's the same thing as before."

Mr Slade gets tired of it and makes his mouth sharp.

Yeah... this mentor-and-teacher relationship is the worst.

Cecil is emotional about Slad, who makes reasonable judgments. I think the stronger the mind, the more difficult the order will be.

You're also convinced that this will make you less friendly. By the way, I'm totally on Mr. Slade's side, yeah.

Well then, why don't we fight?

It was Roselia who broke into two interactions that kept on wandering around.

"The Dark Elf Lady. That's a waste. If Cecil fights, I'll win."

"Ah, don't do that. Mr. Slade wants to take a useful person, doesn't he? If so, how about Cecil and Hannah compete and go with the winner "

Hey. I said something weird again, this woman.

"Hold on a second. What's in it for me?

Mr. Slade already said he'd take me with him...

In general, I would have done it if I had a match, and I would have seen Roselia too.

Roselia knows better than anyone here that I'm stronger than Cecil.

"I'm where I want to be. I can't believe you're not running away."

Cecil is also Cecil. Why are you chest tight? Are you completely out of your head from the memory of your last defeat?

"Well, I'll admit that it's of little benefit to you. So let's do this. If I lose, I'll listen to you for one thing."

Huh. I don't think that's what the man who broke my sword said the other day. "

Nah

Cecil leans her body diagonally and quickly hides the sword she raised on her hips.

"That... Cecil's sword is different...?

"Hannah broke it... really?

The classmates are hiding their voices, but they can hear almost everything.

"Shit, no! It was just a crack in the sword! Otherwise, I can't lose. I'll prove it in this fight!

"Hmm. Well, that's fine. If you listen to anything, I'll ask you to do what you're most embarrassed about, okay?

"I want it! Instead, if you lose, you'll listen to me!

"No problem. I'm not going to lose."

We've both been thrilled, but it's not up to us to decide whether or not this match will be won.

It all depends on whether Special A Rank Slade brings the winner to the difficulty A Quest.

― ― A match. That's nice. Young. If that's the case, I have a challenge for you. "

As everyone's eyes gathered, the spear-man put a wrinkle around his eyes.

"I can't tell you the details, but the Difficulty A Quest is about sending a certain person to a certain place. My client's on his way to join me, but it looks like the enemy's already set things up."

I can't tell you more about the difficulty A quest. If you ask a question about "someone" or "a place," you'll probably just be blurred.

"What is an enemy?

That's why I asked.

"Yeah, enemies, these guys."

Slade roughly pulls a short, patterned spear out of his waist and throws it at a young warrior in the guild.

Goddamn!

The spear tip sticks between the eyebrows and the young warrior falls back. We all stopped breathing for about three seconds as a result of a sudden riot.

"No, what are you doing?!

That's the last word that came out. Slade smiles and points to the fallen young warrior.

"Calm down, take a good look."

"Eh...?

And then I realized something amazing.

Even though it penetrates the sky, there is no blood coming out of the warrior's head.

Besides, the flesh vanished and there was only one card pierced by a spear.

"You made me look like an adventurer, a fake...? Magic?

The surface of the card depicts a complicated pattern - perhaps similar to the Magic Cube.

"Yeah, and it's not magic, it's magic that creates real people."

It's even more shocking. I wonder if there are only a few people in the world who can use such high magic.

"I mean, who is this guy right now..."

"Eh, you didn't know either? I always thought he was new."

The adventurers around the Young Warrior didn't seem to feel uncomfortable with him. Even if you don't know it, if you join the circle too magnificently, I can't help but ask you again who you are... that seems to have happened.

I know, I know. It would be awkward if I'd seen you before. Besides, he looked like he was everywhere, a fake just now, with no great features.

"The Four Heavenly Kings, the gods we are fighting in [the land of the devil], are the amusements of [the daydream]. Well, they use tricks like traps and illusions. This is the modus operandi of his subordinate, Magus Dault."

"So the enemy's best friend is the evil god?"

"Yes, I felt it as soon as I entered the city. A fake like this is mixed with sesame seeds in Tiaret. As a spy, or to kill someone I'm guarding."

Increases the roar in your Alliance. I wasn't particularly dull, and the other adventurers didn't notice at all.

"Someone" who wants to be killed by an evil god... I wonder who it is.

There is no doubt that it is quite a big deal.

Slade picks up the spear and pulls out the stung card.

"But if you knock it down, you'll be back on the card. You know what I mean, right?

Cecil naturally snorts her nose all the time.

"So you think it's better to defeat more impostors and collect more cards?

"Ping-pawn. I will defeat the impostor while searching for the evil Magus Dout. Basically, I'm going to take the winner, but if I don't take half of my sheets, I won't take them both. How about that?

I see. Competition, not duel?

They don't seem very strong, and they don't seem to struggle to defeat them. And, uh...

"I'm not going to lose any match to Cecil."

"Hmm, I'll tell you what. If I win, I'll have you promise me you'll never have a blunt weapon again."

With us staring at the bees, Roselia raises her hand and asks Slade a question.

"Is it Ali that Atashi is working with Cecil?

"Hmm? Ants are fine. Specify the right way to do it, Mendo."

"Roger that. Then Hannah hasn't been working hard either. I'm here for you, Ked, because I can't let go "

Roselia talks about something contradictory.

Hmm, I can't read the idea. I wonder what you really mean...

"The due date... I see. Shall we start now and continue until the evening after tomorrow? Now, don't make me feel any easier."

"Oh, I'll hunt the phony without you. Let's go, Rose."

"Yeah, I'll find you a fake. If you sense magic, it's only one shot "

You two leave the Adventurer Alliance early enough to get as many cards as you can. Meanwhile, Slade himself returns to the seat where he was sitting and asks March for a drink.

"Hey, it's great to drink while people are at work."

……

When I think about it, it's like we're being made to do what Mr. Slade was supposed to do in the name of a match.

I shake my head and pay such attention. That's fine. Anyway, you'll get a special chance to Rank Up!

Well, I can't go in like this. Let's say I go, too.

"Good luck, Bluntman!

"I bet on you!

"If you lose, it's all yours! Please!"

It seems that the bet has already begun among the adventurers. It feels subtle to be the subject of a bet, but not bad to be expected.

"Leave it to me! The man who bet on me won't lose!

With the cheers of the adventurers on my back, I jumped out of the guild.

Okay, I'm getting tense.