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After all, it was that night that he woke up.

Again, the father was poking insulation at his own son.

Said that there was no son in this house, so there was no such person in that place, and therefore there was no obstacle in this house.

As had been notified beforehand, he had been given a little check and kicked out of the house.

"Damn......"

In the end, I was just embellished by a man who became a martial arts guide.

Instead of showing the people around him who they were, they merely proved their true worth.

From the face of each house, I was impressed that that dra son was what he grew up to be, and the stock of their master, the child-faced sword saint, just went up.

Yes, whether you end up asking for numbers to fight and win, or stabbing and winning from your back, that doesn't mean you get credit from around you.

If you try to be a person in the position of a martial arts guide, it's natural to win, and then you'll need character. I mean, there's no way I can coach a lord or anything else.

In addition to some strength, he couldn't understand that it was the Martial Arts Guide who was required to be a mentor.

"Oh, shit......!

Disgraced. I lost everything.

In the end, he was supposed to taste everything he was going to do to his opponent.

I thought people from all over the world were making fun of themselves.

"I will not forgive you... I will never forgive you..."

Assuming you kill them, it doesn't do you any good.

For the cost it cost, it just went into a deficit.

But I thought that would be okay. It was unacceptable that the person who threatened my dignity was alive.

No longer even a dra son, he was using the last money left to collect people.

Anyway, it was an ambush. At a stage when they weren't ready, I didn't think that attacking them all at once would calm them down and allow them to stand around.

That wasn't so much a mistake.

Whether it was a night raid attacking the residence or an ambush targeting the course of action, the odds were definitely up in any case.

Anyway, no longer falling apart, he was waiting for people in an empty house in the suburbs.

Soon, faces that were beaten up just like me were supposed to come together with the same aspirations.

"I'll kill you!

It was natural.

When a malicious person hurts another person, it means doing the most unpleasant thing if he or she is done.

Thanking you for that coming back and being knocked down without being killed, no way.

Defeat a man, give him a name, and someone will resent him for it. That was something I had no choice about.

"... it's too late!

He was drinking and he was yelling at the men who had finally come in.

He was at the height of his displeasure, cursing at his comrades in less than thoughtful raids.

"Really? It's only noon, and I thought it was too early to drink."

There were five men lined up as martial arts guides.

The men who overwhelmed themselves even after pulling out the treasure are all five of them equipped with treasure to pull out their swords.

"Nah..."

"Why, don't you ask me here. I'm just here to kill you."

An object called a corpse is very stinky and dirty.

I couldn't have let that happen at the party venue.

But there was nothing wrong with this place right now.

"There's a stepping stone to everything. We had to kill you for whatever it is... so long as we followed the steps, we could kill you."

If I were you back in the day, I would resent you. That's what all five of us thought, so we were finishing up the planting for when this happened.

"You're not the eldest son of a merchant anymore, there's nobody around you, and you tried to rally people to kill us. I mean..."

Only one person comes forward as the four show their cover arrangements.

"There's nothing wrong with us killing you."

"Hih...!

"Die."

Approximately, I don't know how many words I've spoken.

But it wasn't the word that would make you predict a definite death so far.

"It's over."

In front of the empty house, the men he had tried to collect, who had become corpses, were waiting.

Nothing, the five martial arts guide roles were mobilized. If they seemed to give them change and gather people to raid themselves, they just asked me to put them in touch.

A man no longer cut off from the merchant and five martial arts guides who showed their strength. I didn't even have to think about which one to prioritize, even though there was a difference in how much we dated.

"This is promised money. Spend it."

The price of the snitch, it wasn't that expensive.

It is not as valuable in the sense that it is divided among all the people who wander around the place.

But it must have been a very good job for you to think that it was the amount you got just to sell a fallen man.

"Hehe..."

"Oh, and then..."

"I know. So this also includes a stopping fee, right?

"No, you can say that."

The lookers were slightly confused by what they thought was a different response.

It's usually supposed to be a reward that includes a shutdown, but not this time, he said.

All five of them were serious and seemed to think that it was okay to make this one public.

"I told my former parents and lords about this one beforehand."

"Which means we don't have a single person in trouble knowing we killed him."

"I mean... there's no way you'd bother to kill me if you weren't"

"It's just that this is advice from utter goodwill, but you better not say it"

"How much did you get, or what did they say?"

I mean, we're done having a relaxing relationship with ourselves in this one. I won't pay any more extra.

Five of them, who said it out of the question, leave with one face who finished the job as it were.

"Wow..."

Everything worked out so well, the relaxers had no choice but to admire the fact.

Yes, so the five strongest martial arts traditions in the region grew even more.