67 Thirty-three stories, "Rescue."

"Oz, keep an eye on the area for once."

"Rikai!

Instructions are given to Oz in "Correspondence Paper" as he heads to a hero student who appears to be in distress. There should be no enemy tracking this time, but we should keep an eye on him just in case.

"T, Mr. Tweet. Where are the heroes..."

"Oh, that's..."

Just before answering Mize's question, we get to where Oz told us.

There was a large floor hole in the punch of the aisle that was going straight on.

"... under here. Looks like you got hurt."

Rather than a shipwreck, it is correct to describe it as not in a state where it can move.

From what I've seen, the hero students seem to have fallen to the edge of two layers. The hole in the floor looks like something I've been able to do recently. Probably fell off shortly after using Ligament.

A peek into the floor hole revealed that there were four male students in the hero family. Two of them hold their legs and squat.

Difficult, I had a hunch... they used to complain a lot about us trying to get our adventurer's license. Some of them include Sieg.

Glimpse of the side of Mize.

I'm sure Mize was uncomfortable then... but there seemed to be no change in her willingness to help them.

"Looks like you're wounded and can't move. … Mize, do you have any extra medicinal herbs"

"There's plenty of room for four."

"All right. We're going down using Ligament."

After Mize nods, she uses "Ligament" to jump into the hole in the floor.

As they landed, the four men who were squatting raised their surprises.

"Become!?

"Oh, you guys..."

"I'm here to help. The injured raise their hands and give them the herb."

Tell them that this one is on their side and their intentions, faster than they make a loud noise.

The four were puzzled for a moment, but eventually raised their hands in a grumpy manner.

Just now, the technique of producing potions taught in magic pharmacy was useful.

When a floor hole is formed, take two scattered pieces of stone and use them as a substitute for a rind bowl and a rind stick.

"Can anyone else make potions besides us?

There were no students to name the question.

Instead, Zeke explains the situation.

"The hero department hasn't taken an internship in magic medicine yet."

"Well... that'll take a little while"

The potion's effects are trauma treatment and pain relief. Fractures and visceral wounds do not heal instantly, so they need to be transported to the city early.

Mize seems to have the knowledge to make a level 2 potion, but unlike in class, she can only make a level 1 potion now because the ingredients are limited.

Confirm the men's contents while making potions.

"Isn't Zeke hurt?"

"Oh, I'm a loose wound. But the other three can't move... I also thought of a hand to go get help, but there is a big demon lurking nearby. I'm not the only one who can win."

"What kind of demon?"

"Oak, three bodies."

Orcs are pig-faced giants. The back length is about a little higher than the hob goblin, but unlike the lean hob goblin, the meat is thick and weighty. The movement is dull, but a few times stronger than Hob Goblin's.

Orcs are dull, so it's possible to escape if you can fight in a wide area, but this is in a narrow labyrinth. The number of oaks themselves is high this time, and there are more wounded here. Fighting will be inevitable.

When I cleared my ears, I heard footsteps.

Big footsteps, which probably belong to the oak, are approaching us one by one.

"... you're getting close"

"Hih!?

"Ugh, you're lying......!?

The hero students feared the sounding footsteps.

With Mize, pass the finished potion to them for each piece of stone used instead of a rind bowl.

Then I got up - waiting for the orcs.

"I'll handle the demons."

When I told him that, the wounded men raised their anger.

"You're kidding me! You can't fathom me!

"That's right! Damn...... if a better guy could come......!

Boys students complaining.

But Sieg, surrounded by them, uttered different words.

"... are you gonna help me?

I don't know the truth of the question.

But I shook my head vertically.

"I'm going to."

"Right.... Then please. Help us."

To the siege of bowing his head, the men around him werewolved.

"Hey, Sieg. Don't be silly."

"When these guys move on their own, we're in danger, too."

- Shut up, you guys.

Sieg speaks harder and says.

"You'll see.... Right, Too Eight"

"Oh."

Sieg is right.

To be honest, I don't want to make an evil stand out. But this situation. Hiding strength from them and repelling the three oaks... I can't.

Three demons appeared from the entrance to the room.

A giant with a pig-faced face - an oak. Nasty, fat bodies can make viewers uncomfortable and cause them to lose their will to fight.

"Mize, stay there"

"... Yes"

For a moment Mize showed herself willing to join the fight, but I silently asked her to suppress that feeling.

Three orcs roar and approach.

To an unspoken growl, the hero students screamed.

Instant. Activate Ligament to flesh to the Orcs.

One eye. After diving into the pocket of the oak, he scaffolded its swollen belly and ran up to the face of the oak. Stick the short knife created in "Materialization" into the eyeball of the oak, kick the pattern behind his feet and push it in.

Jumping backwards with recoil - second body.

Flip yourself in the universe and shoot through both eyes of the orc approaching us with The Demon Bullet. Oak opened his big mouth and screamed. Throw again the blade created by "materialization" into its mouth. The blade of the short knife thrown stabbed deep into the oak's throat.

-Third body.

Find the rest of us as we land.

I was less inclined to kill stabbing myself. - It's not me, I'm after someone else.

"Wow!?

Oak was after the hero students.

Men with less ass cakes of fear.

But to protect them like that, Mize stood in front of the oak.

Seeing Oak's inferior grin, Mize dyed her face bright blue. My hands and feet are trembling like a freshman deer.

Still pushing her fear to death, she stared straight at the oak.

Sometimes your body moves on its own, even if you know you're no match for them.

I've seen that sight many times on the battlefield.

The more righteous a person is, the more reflexively he moves, and dies.

I can't live like them.

But I can take their place.

That's what I've been doing since I was a soldier, living.

Oak lifts his thick arm like a round too and swings it down with Mize's brainy eye.

Just before that arm touched Mize's head, I ran to her side and hugged her.

"Ah -"

Straight next to the amazing Mize, Oak's fist is waved down.

As the ground sounded, he stood two fingers and compressed his magic on its tip.

- "Flash Blade".

This magic is absolutely lethal to a stationary enemy.

But in this case, "stationary state" is only my subjective perception.

In other words - enemies slower than me can be treated as "stationary" at any rate by poking a gap.

Slight stiffness just after swinging your arms down.

Don't miss that gap, the clear blade cracked the oak flesh vertically.

I slowly let go of the mise I held in my arms as the fierce blood splash scattered.

In the rear, four men are stunned with their eyes open.

"... you're lying"

One of the men shrugged.

It seems that various understandings have not caught up with the boulders. I was the only one who spoke to a calm Sieg.

"Sieg, how did you get to the labyrinth?

"... it's a carriage I borrowed from my guild"

"Then I'll take you to the entrance to the labyrinth. Not a problem after that, huh?

"Oh.... thanks"

I received a short thank you silently.

Then we wrapped up and moved to the entrance to the labyrinth. Fortunately, one of the wounded recovered to a hard-walking capacity by using the potion, so me and Sieg walked with the remaining two on their backs. He also joined Oz on the way and asked her to help secure the perimeter.

Return to the entrance to the labyrinth and take the man in charge to the Sieges' carriage.

Shortly before that, a man muttered about the potpourri.

"You... Black Ghost."

With that said, he was given that name in the entrance exam for the Department of Heroes.

"It's a name given to me on my own. Don't blow me away."

When asked to do so, the man shook his head small and vertical.

"... bad"

At the end of the day the man muttered small and got on the carriage carrier.

A carriage with four people on board is headed to Wangdu.

After putting aside a little time, me, Mize, and the three of us in Oz also took the carriage home.

"Mr. Tweet."

Sit back on the carriage carrier for a while.

A small voice was uttered to such an extent that Mize could not reach you or Oz.

"I'm going to ask you straight in. Have you ever worked as an escort before?

"… before answering, can I ask what the intent of that question is"

"I used to deal with people who work like that. Mr. Tuate's move to shelter me earlier was just like that of the person....... Mr. Too Eight. Are you hiding something from me?

I got suspicious from an unexpected angle.

Mize, the second princess, is well aware of the behaviour of the escort. I was good at that reason.

"I never got a job as an escort, and I have nothing to hide"

"... Really?"

Mize nods as she is not convinced.

Deep, with something in mind, Mize never opened her mouth until she reached the King's Capital.