“An accident weapon… you say?”
“Yes. This armor and shield were apparently used by a certain noble, but when he was riding in a carriage, they were attacked by a Rank B monster, an Archdemon, and everyone in the carriage died. I bought the equipment, which was their遺品, from their relatives, but there were constant rumors that ghosts would appear if you wore it, or that you would get a serious illness, so I couldn’t sell it and ended up selling it at this price.”
“I see, so that’s the reason…”
If it were a monster like a ghost, that would be one thing, but unfortunately, I don’t believe in occult things like ghosts. There’s no way that dead people would turn into ghosts.
“Then I’ll buy it.”
“Yes! Thank you for your patronage!”
After confirming the size, I received the equipment.
Being made of steel, it was quite heavy.
I somehow managed to carry it to the inn, and then I remembered the one-handed sword.
“Ah! I forgot about it… Oh well, I’ll be using various weapons anyway to acquire skills…”
My wallet was now empty, so I had a slightly lower-grade dinner and decided to go to bed for the day.
…When I went to the Guild wearing the equipment I had bought, there were many people gathered in the Guild’s main hall.
What’s going on? Is there some kind of problem?
Curious, I approached and saw a Guild staff member explaining the situation.
“The Demon Lord’s Army is currently attacking this town. Any Mid-Rank Adventurers or higher who are available, please participate.”
The Demon Lord’s Army! I had heard that a Hero had been born, so I thought they would appear somewhere eventually, but I didn’t expect them to move in just two months…
One of the adventurers who heard this asked a question.
“Then why don’t we just have the Hero-sama and the Knights take care of it?”
“That’s impossible. The Hero-sama and the Knights are far away and won’t be able to come, and the current Hero-sama has only been training for a month. I hear his level is only 10.”
I think it’s amazing that he’s already level 10 in just a month, but is that not enough for a Hero?
“The levels of the monsters we’ve confirmed are Rank C to E. There are about 300 of them, so if Mid-Rank Adventurers fight carefully, I believe we can win without any casualties. Of course, the rewards will be generous.”
For the Demon Lord’s Army, that’s certainly a small number.
In any era, the Demon Lord always mobilized more than 1000 monsters when attacking.
Perhaps because of those words, the faces of the surrounding adventurers brightened.
“Well, then it’s more like a profitable opportunity.”
“Yeah, I heard that the old Demon Lord brought 3000 monsters of Rank B or higher, and the Hero-sama defeated half of them.”
“We should be able to win easily with this number.”
In this town, Geltoma, there are about 1000 adventurers. Of those, 300 are still Lower-Rank Adventurers (some people only register as adventurers and don’t raise their rank), but even if not all of the remaining 700 participate, if even half of them do, they should be able to win.
If adventurers and monsters of the same rank fight, the adventurers win about 80% of the time. This is because, due to equipment and potions, if their raw strength is equal, the adventurers have a considerable advantage.
The opponents are at most Rank C. On the other hand, we are at least Rank D. We will probably win in terms of numbers, and we shouldn’t lose unless something extraordinary happens.
“Ah, then I’ll also…”
Just as I was about to declare my participation,
“Huh? What’s a Skill Aptitude trash doing here?”
I thought it was that adventurer again… but it was different.
Surprisingly, it was a Guild staff member who said those words.
“Huh?”
“Huh? Don’t ‘huh’ me. There’s no point in you participating, so don’t get in the way.”
What is this? Is this a Guild staff member who is supposed to uphold equality? The world is coming to an end.
“You’re famous in this town, you know. Because of your Skill Aptitude of G, you were kicked out of your house, no one will party with you, and you’re doing chores like walking dogs and cleaning.”
I want to punch him.
“What is it, trash? Say something. Are your ears as bad as your skills? Haha.”
I want to punch him.
“If you understand, don’t show your face in front of us. Just keep drinking muddy water for the rest of your life.”
I want to punch him.
Just as I was about to raise my hand,
“What are you doing, Galicia-san!”
The usual older sister came over.
“Oh! Eclair-san! You’re actually talking to me today!”
So the older sister’s name is Eclair, I learned that for the first time.
“More importantly. Didn’t you learn that you shouldn’t judge people by their skills! And what was that way of speaking just now! To the townspeople who are always helping us…”
Galicia, who was reluctantly listening to the older sister’s lecture, apologized.
“W-Well, this time, it was because you were a little incompetent that I gave you excessive guidance, I’m sorry… I apologize.”
He glared at me, as if I had embarrassed him… I was completely resented, but I forgave him for the sake of the older sister.
“Please don’t do it again.”
He doesn’t seem to be reflecting at all, so he’ll probably do it again soon…