After blow after blow, my body learned how to resist.
The position, direction, and intensity of each attack are different, and it cannot be done with your brain.
It was the result of all the setbacks and blows I had suffered, it was like my body was reacting before I even thought about it.
"Having said that, I can't hit Mr. Zeol with my stick."
In addition to differences in experience, there are also physical differences.
“It’s a gap that’s not going to be filled overnight, but I’m still growing.”
"As long as we continue to grow, the gap should close."
"over there!"
As I swung the stick from below, Mr. Zeol's gait seemed a little disorganized.
I immediately went to brush my calves, but as if waiting for me, I was pressed down from above, and the tip of the jumping stick stopped under my chin.
"Is it a trap?"
"Yes, I deliberately created a gap just to lure you in."
"Gu"
"But don't be pessimistic. I have invited you to similar opportunities several times, but this is the first time I have been able to respond clearly."
"But even if you can react, it's still a trap."
"When you see a vulnerability, you will naturally attack it. If it is a trap, all you have to do is solve the trap."
“Wow, there’s still a long way to go.”
"I see, then, let's go!"
Sometimes I wonder if Mr. Zeol is good at teaching, but thinking about it, I think he is probably a failure.
After practice, I went to the well to take a bath and drink cold tea.
Mr. Zeol bought a refrigerator brought by a vendor.
The structure is very simple, it is just a wooden box with a metal plate inside and a cooling instrument attached.
The structure is simple, but the performance is quite good. Although it does not freeze, it can cool down.
Best of all, the iced herbal tea had a soothing, minty cooling sensation that made me feel cooler.
"Mr. Zeol, do you also plan to open a tea shop?"
"Hahahaha, that's fine. If I can't walk anymore, I will borrow the land on the roadside from the village chief and live in an old teahouse."
I thought this might be a good way to live, but I couldn't imagine Mr. Zeol being immobile in the first place.
"This old man, it seems that I am already an old man, but he is still very strong."
After drinking tea, I was thinking about going home when I suddenly heard footsteps outside.
"Mr. Zeol, it's an orc. There were about three of them. They appeared in the center of Kidai, and the omnibus was attacked."
"damage?"
"A horse, a coachman, and several persons were injured."
"Is the highway closed?"
"The road from our home to Kidai has been closed, but I don't know if Kidai has received any news."
"Gather fifteen men. We'll be out tomorrow morning."
"I see"
The mayor's servant ran back in the rain.
“Brother Niyang, come too.”
"Yes, please leave me a copy."
"That was after identifying the oak tree."
"confirm...?"
"Yeah, if it's just a young man who comes down from the mountain and wants to find a place to stay, there won't be any trouble, but if he gets mixed up with the general, that's a different matter."
"Orcs will start fighting for territory starting in the spring and into the summer."
It seems that it was also at this time that the young men who had been raised among the herds began to become independent and migrate to villages and highways in search of their own territories.
In addition to this, a leading figure known as a general is said to emerge to lead the flock in search of new territory, attacking travelers and villages in the process.
In this case, the orcs' actions are organized, so conquering them is dangerous.
"If there are generals, kings, mages and other special individuals mixed in, we will consider withdrawing, but it is not excessive."
"Are you going to increase the number of people participating in the crusade?"
"Yes, otherwise I should arrange for a skilled adventurer. But if I want to arrange it, I must go to Ibro outside the wooden platform."
In order for adventurers to conquer monsters, they must pass through dangerous places where monsters infest. This is a sad thing in remote villages.
A small village like Azka would suffer devastating damage if attacked by a large group of monsters.
Therefore, the village chief hired Mr. Zeol, an experienced adventurer, and asked him to guide the men of the village so that they could fight.
Goblins and kobolds can be fought back, and even hordes of orcs and ogres are prepared to avoid being wiped out.
"Mr. Zeol, what is the procedure for a crusade?"
"This time, we'll put the fifteen contestants on a covered wagon and head to Kidei. If the orcs spot the wagon, they'll attack, so we'll head back there."
"What if the general is here?"
"While fighting back, I will pull you to the wooden platform."
"Uh, are you taking me to Yoshiyo?"
"I don't think there is enough time to change the direction of the carriage and Kiyo should be ready.
"I'll tell you I'm taking the orcs to Kedai."
"Yes, this is not just Atsushi's problem, but also Kiyo's."
Will the orcs stay on the roadside, or attack the village? If they do, will it be Atsuka or Kidai?
"I hope it will be sunny tomorrow."
"Yes, but I can't expect too much."
The rain seemed to be lighter than during practice, but the sky to the west outside the window was covered with clouds and dark.
As long as the sun is still out we can look forward to some good weather tomorrow, but that looks slim at the moment.
"What would you do if you didn't have a general?"
"Something like this, it decided to surround it and beat it to subdue it."
"If we could subdue all three of them, wouldn't it be like a wild boar hunting party?"
"That's it but I won't let you eat my heart."
"I know.
"It seems that tomorrow's crusade will start after dawn."
"If it's too early, the most important orcs may not wake up yet."
The carriage heading for the subjugated country is also a bait to attract orcs, so even if the weather is good, it will slow down.
"Hua Wuming, sit on the bridge with me."
"It's a roofer."
"Yeah, if it's a sunny day, it's not bad to run the carriage leisurely, but I don't want to get caught in this annoying rain."
It was raining on the way to Ibro with the village chief and Miguel, and he must have loved covering the roof of the coachman's platform with natural magic.
"Umbrellas, raincoats, leather ponchos I tried all sorts of things, but they didn't quite protect me from the rain. It made me feel like I didn't have them."
"Even Mr. Zeol, were you once a child?"
"You idiot, this is a metaphor, a metaphor!"
"that's right..."
I can't imagine him sitting down and peeing out of tough-looking Mr. Zeol, but his denial seems a little desperate, or something that might have happened to him in his youth.
"Well, I guess I can't find out the truth, it's in the dark."
