Chapter 110.2

Chapter 110.2

I woke up before the sun rose.

It seemed someone in the room had opened the window, letting a cool breeze and the sounds of the city flow into the dormitory.

Already, half of the people had woken up and disappeared with their belongings.

Stretching as I got up, I looked out towards the main street from the window.

Merchants and adventurers were heading east.

I couldn’t see Raymond’s caravan, but I knew the highway had been restored.

They might have already left or will depart today at the latest.

Brent had arranged an old, two-story wooden inn for us.

Even a dormitory was a blessing, and though it’s unfair to compare, the food was much better than Nudlok’s.

I finished dressing and headed to the dining hall, where breakfast was immediately served.

Eating among adventurers and merchants, I pondered my return journey.

We prioritized speed on the way here for quick restoration.

I had permission to use the Terper’s Bag freely, but it only contained a few Nudorok and Gousas cows.

Today marked the fifth day since leaving Seren.

I had told Dana it would take seven to ten days, so there was no rush.

I’ll hunt monsters and take my time on the way back.

After leisurely finishing breakfast and returning to the room, everyone had already left.

Using [Presence Detection] to scout the surroundings, I took a leather pouch from the Terper’s Bag.

It contained a large amount of jewelry, all of them magic tools for debuffs.

A long time ago, Rackendale told me that debuff magic tools could be used in mock battles.

Indeed, using only debuff magic tools drastically lowered combat ability.

When I actually fought Ted, I struggled surprisingly hard.

But it was questionable if it benefited their training.

If it’s a fair fight, there’s Jemma, Nails, and Elliot; I can always hold back.

Wearing the gloves, my entire body felt sluggish.

These leather gloves were magic tools for [Agility Debuff].

Since I’m also wearing rings and bracelets with the same effect, all are activated, reducing my ability to a medium-level magic tool.

The bindings were just leather straps, allowing for switching to other debuffs.

Of course, I had prepared several gloves.

Even if they aren’t suitable for Ted’s training, they’ll be useful for mine.

My current agility, even with adjustments, is 14.

In terms of numbers, it’s like an average scout.

Since I can’t rely on speed, I must manage with technique.

Though the increase in experience is unclear, weapon handling will surely improve, and if necessary, I can remove the gloves to return to normal.

He must have wanted to help his father in danger.

It wasn’t even reckless. It was akin to jumping into a dragon’s mouth.

Although it should have been left to the rescue team, it seemed impossible.

Shouts and orders were flying around, but there was no sign of a gathering.

They hadn’t secured the antidote potion.

Blaming them would be harsh.

Healing potions are prioritized. Poison encounters in daily life are rare, so the circulation is limited.

With the highway previously cut off, the stock in shops must be empty due to adventurers and merchants buying them up.

The child, half-crying, was still struggling.

Watching him, I called out.

“Do you want your father to come back?”

Suddenly stopping, the child nodded.

“Then leave it to me. I’ll bring him back.”

The subordinate reacted to my words, widening his eyes while holding the child.

“What are you saying? Even you can’t pass!”

“I’ll force my way through if necessary. Find an alchemist or adventurer who can use detox magic. Also, get Alchemy Solution and Kungus Grass. If needed, I’ll mix it myself.”

“Can you mix the antidote!? Then stay and—”

“Mix for the entire rescue team? There’s no way I can make it in time.”

Laughing, the subordinate fell silent.

I had a few antidote potions on hand, but it wasn’t nearly enough. Offering them would be pointless.

Storing my scimitar and gloves, I took out the Horned Rhinoceros Sword from the Terper’s Bag.

The opponent was a small, poisonous monster in a group.

Only the Horned Rhinoceros Sword could handle it.

The subordinate watched silently as I prepared, then asked, unable to contain himself.

“Can you really save them?”

“I don’t know. But [Earth Wall] isn’t the only intermediate magic I can use.”

That convinced him.

“Understood, please save Brent-san—everyone! They should be ahead on the highway!”

The subordinate hurriedly ran to the side gate, leaving the child behind.

Watching him go, I looked down to see the child gazing up at me with pleading eyes.

“I promise. I’ll make sure you meet your father.”

Relieved, the child suddenly sobbed, tears streaming down.

As the side gate opened, I felt numerous eyes on my back as I passed through.

I will bring them back.

Even if— they are dead.