Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

It was the southern wall where the restoration had not been completed that Tor, who had broken up with the Solas, headed alone.

Thor, who was running along the wall trying to < restore > the blurry areas of damage, finds something moving between the trees and stops his legs.

Turn around into the woods, turning away the signs.

There was nothing on the spot already, but I find a footprint that leaves me nagging on the ground.

It's bigger than a familiar goblin - it's a hobgoblin.

Standing up Tor began to aim in the direction of the footsteps as he alerted his surroundings.

Apparently, the monsters are moving through the woods close to the walls.

The inhabitants who usually live right there should be attacking the stone walls with us.

Thor was uncomfortable with the monster's behavior with some purpose.

Beware of being surrounded, I hear a horn honking from a distance in Tor's ear, which I was tracking with a slight slowdown.

The battle seems to have begun, but at least not near here.

From the direction, on the other side, around the north wall.

Thor, who kept going, was convinced that he had his concerns.

What was visible through the wood was the appearance of the green skinned subhuman flocking to the stone walls.

Count to about twenty.

If you're a regular resident who doesn't have the means to confront you, you can easily kill hundreds of people.

It looks like it was a place that had been molten from the beginning, and some of the stone piles are already being sidestepped and becoming big holes.

The location is almost south of the city, a long way from the north wall where the fighting is starting.

The trees also thrive well due to the sun around here and are hard to notice even when approached from the walls.

I guess I was traveling through the woods between walls looking for a fragile and breakable part, or checking for lookouts.

A survey cultivated over the years walking in the woods tells the unnaturalness to Thor, who tried to observe from among the trees.

There seems to be an ambush lurking in the woods as well.

Five nearby.

There should probably be the same on the other side.

If even one voice is raised, it is a situation in which more than thirty people are attacked.

But I don't even have the means to call reinforcements. Yeah, it's gonna take a lot of time to get here.

But if we don't move now, there's no doubt that the monsters will enter the city.

From the way the flag wasn't lowered, the evacuation wouldn't even be decent yet.

If you waste your time, the damage will be even greater.

Thor pulled out his sword without sound, trying to think that if it had been for Sora and Moo, it might have worked out.

Just for a few days, we acted together, and I was totally poisoned. I'm crazy and my cheeks lift naturally.

I've been fighting alone for twenty-five years.

That's about it now, and it's not as awkward as I realize.

Thor, who concealed the signs, approaches the hobgoblins, who lay themselves down in the inferior vegetation, to the point of criticism.

Its body, which jumped out of the shade, was instantly pulled up to the highest speed.

Thanks to many tastings of Moo's Thunder Needle, it's a move I've gained.

Slash the neck off the hobgoblin in front first, simultaneously with a light step that doesn't make any noise.

Hit the second temple he was lying on while softly returning his wrist.

Turning around, he slashes the third throat standing behind him directly beside him, rotates his body as it is, and slashes off the fourth neck he rushes to rise.

And Tor, who lowered himself, stuck his sword tip out to the mouth of the fifth as he stretched out.

The hobgoblin, who was about to scream, was pierced through his head from his maxilla and cramped his hands and feet to death.

"Haaaaaa... haaaa..."

In less than ten seconds Tor, who made the five sound and inactive, exhaled for a long time from the bottom of his lungs.

The body, which is severely depleted by the recoil that gave it its full strength, is returned to its original position and stabbed to a stop.

Thor, who similarly ended on the other side, gazed at the wall, breathing with his shoulders.

It is reckless to deal with exactly twenty at once.

Thor managed to figure out a way to attract only a few of them, but felt new signs in the woods behind him and turned around unexpectedly.

More powerful enemies are approaching.

Thor, who felt so, flashed his face on his mind.

The major difference between goblins and their subspecies, hobgoblins, is not just physical differences.

Hobgoblins are a little more intelligent in troublesome ways.

They were equipped with the wisdom to use weapons dropped by stone-throwing and adventurers and the cunning to serve them more favourably.

I guess this time he also raided the north side first and carried out an operation to surprise him from the other side, keeping his attention there.

However, with such a massive move, we naturally need a presence in command.

The kind of boss you can order from them.

Probably the head (chief) of the Hobgoblins, the Lord of the Little Ghost's Cave, came out.

Thor, who thought it would be a pinch as it were, stops at the loud noise once he tries to get away.

Turning his gaze, the stone at the top of the widened hole was just about to collapse.

The hobgoblins whisper an odd noise as they pull out a few of the underlying pieces.

Determining that the hole in the wall had opened all over the city, Thor switched his thoughts instantly.

It is a more dangerous situation, but also an opportune opportunity to take it backwards.

Thor held his breath until just before, sensing multiple signs behind him approaching.

And as soon as the hobgoblins, who finished digging the hole, left a few lookouts and went inside, they jumped out of the shade and rushed to full force.

Thor's body, which became the fastest in an instant, slid through the side of the watchful hobgoblin like a whirlwind.

One breath late, green blood erupts from the two necks.

Then the two necks that were in front of the big hole rolled off to the ground.

Thor, who rushed straight through the hole and back into the city, touches the wall of the hole as he leaves to keep it back on its original sturdy wall.

Beyond the hole, which was blocked again, the new hobgoblins who arrived made a loud call.

Thor hears that there was a mix of vicious screams in it.

I still didn't seem to get the bad feeling wrong.

Thor, who escaped the crisis with a single hair, squeezed his mind in a thin breath.

Eight times remaining usable.

Now I have returned the blade spilled iron sword, so it is seven times.

I want to keep my strength back, but quite a few hobgoblins are still holding back.

More than ten hobgoblins who were still in earlier were stripping their fangs out with anger, realizing the fact that the hard drilled holes could not disappear.

Surrounded without gaps by the monsters who lowered their rusty swords, Tor lifts the edge of his lips only slightly to a somewhat desperate situation.

"Sick, sleepy."

At the next moment, Thor, hearing a familiar prayer, was lowering himself and kicking the ground.

"-"

Behind Thor, who slid forward through the feet of the hobgoblins distracted by their voices, the monsters who stood suddenly stopped moving.

Kneel on the spot one after the other, close your eyelids and drool your neck.

< Cold Sleep > is a magic trick that invites the whole subject to drowsiness for a short period of time.

But now all the hobgoblins in front of me are falling into complete sleep.

There is only one person in Thor's mind who can use so much ice magic in this city.

Thor accidentally called out for confirmation to the woman who gripped the broom instead of the wand and smiled the same as usual.

"... landlord?

"Oh, Mr. Thor. Welcome back."