38 - 29 Invisible Problems

Hey, stop!

...... An?"

As we ran out in front of her, Ophir, the saint of the axe, pulled back the reins to stop the demons.

The age is about the same as Magmael's.

The woman is a beauty with fiery red hair and light brown skin.

The woman's face is a little reddish, but she's a little bit darker than Magmel's.　......?"

The first time I saw her, I thought she was a little too young for me.

Heh, you're a saint, aren't you?　This one is rare. I've never met a saint other than myself in my life.

I've never met a saint as violent as you. Well, there have been saints with bad personalities.

Hekk?　I thought I heard Magmel sneeze from the inn,......, but it was probably just my imagination.

So, what's this saint doing here with a guy?　I'm sure she didn't come here to tell me your little joke, did she?

That sounds like fun, though. To put it simply, I can't stand what you're doing.

"Well, that's a pretty funny thing to say."

So, you want to fight with me?

Ofir looked into Alka's face.

Ofir was clearly the bigger man.

One of the merchants had just ridiculed her as a great ogre, and he may not have been entirely wrong.

Alka was born in a village of female warriors and has a great body as good as Ophir's. However, Alka is a speedy warrior and Ophir is a power warrior.

He seems to have a very rough temperament, and when push comes to shove, he must be stopped, even if it takes all his strength to stop him.

While I was holding my breath with bated breath, Arka said with his usual cool face, "I'm not trying to pick a fight.

I'm not trying to pick a fight with you. Well, if that's what you want, I'll sell it to you right now.

You're a big talker, aren't you? 　I don't have time for this.

I told you.　I told you, I can't stand what you're doing. Why are you disturbing the peace of this town?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?　--Because I don't like this town.

Hearing this, Arka sighs in disgust.

I'm not sure I can stand it when they go on a rampage for that reason.

Haha, you newcomers talk to me like you know something. Well, you guys don't understand, do you? --What you see is not all there is.

"...... hmm."

As long as you don't get in my way, I don't intend to touch you either. I hope you're having fun with men.

"Well, that's a very good suggestion, but ...... I'll ask you one last question. What are you going to do with this town?

Ophir said proudly as he carried the holy axe in response to Alka's question.

I've already told you what I'm going to do.　I'm going to destroy ...... this town, and we're going to destroy it once and for all!

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After all, Ophir and his band of thieves had left the town after a bit of a rampage.

The innkeeper later told me that they were using the ruins in the desert as their stronghold.

Of course, we tried to stop the bandits, but Arka suggested that we wait and see what would happen.

As a result, we learned a few things.

Ophir and his bandits do not attack people indiscriminately.

They never attacked the weak, such as children and the elderly, but seemed to attack merchants more often.

Alka did not know what she meant by this, but her words "what you see is not all there is" seemed to have stuck with her.

I'm sorry ....... If only I hadn't been so hot ......."

Anyway, Magmel bows to me at the dinner table.

Apparently the temperature difference between day and night is extreme in this area, and right now, on the contrary, it was a little cooler.

No, don't worry about it. Are you feeling better already?

Yes, thanks to you, I'm fine. I apologize for the trouble I caused you.

I smiled at Magmel who bowed to me again and asked Alka who had been silent for a while.

I ask Alka, who had remained silent earlier, "Are you still bothered by Ophir's words?"

'Well, yes. I'm sure at first glance he is just an annoying ogre, but there is one more thing I noticed when I was looking at them.

You noticed something else?

Yes.

After nodding his head, Alka said with conviction, "They hid their faces, but that band of thieves - they were all children under the age of six.

Although they hid their faces, the bandits were a group of children, all of whom were not even of age.