The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

"It's Sarasa's turn."

What I received from her was a short bow.

This one is well maintained.

But it's pretty old.

By the way, there were signs of repair.

"Sarasa has a bad eye, but does she use a bow?

"Huh? Oh, yes...... So, but... if you wear glasses, it's not hard to aim."

"So why don't you lose your glasses or get broken in the middle of a fight?

"It's..."

Sarasa clogs the words.

I touched the edge of my big glasses.

"I don't really want to be good this way, but don't bow and arrow. For a blind man, it's an unfit weapon."

It's not just bows and arrows.

Bad eyes are deadly in battle.

If you can't see your opponent's attack trajectory, it's hard to defend, and you can't accurately target steep points in an attack.

"Then what shall I do..."

Sarasa's face sank.

"I'm fine. I have the perfect weapon for you."

"Perfect for me?

"Cecil, lend me your sword."

"Okay, but it's not cheap."

"I think I've done more than you lend me a sword?

"Ha ha... No, don't look so scared."

Laughing and deluding, Cecil gives me her sword.

I stood in front of one tree.

I lay down my sword.

It just started magic.

[Continuous move]!

Moment after moment, the sword accelerated.

A sword flash strikes a tree.

The light ran and quickly fell apart.

"Wow...... I didn't see it at all!

"Hey! What, now! Is that a people move?

"Even if it's not as magical as this, you can do it by working out."

"I can't! How much are you working out!?

To the amazing Cecil, I give back my sword.

Cecil observed Girodiro and his own sword.

I suppose you're wondering if there's some trick on the sword.

I tried to shake it, but you can't shake it like me.

You're just simply undertrained.

I take a stick out of a piece of the tree that became a piece of wood.

There [hardness increase] and [lightening] were granted.

Pass to Sarasa, who is still amazed.

"Stick...... is it?

Speaking of weapons, I tend to have eyes on swords, spears, and bows, but sticks are also fine weapons.

A strike weapon can be fatally injured anywhere if hit.

Even if the opponent is covered in armor, he has the ability to frighten the opponent enough from above, and if he hits his head, he can cause a concussion and stun him.

Excellent in defense.

It's harder to break than a blade, and vice versa, it's possible to destroy weapons.

On the battlefield, the blade can be stabbed and cannot be removed, and weapons can be taken from the enemy.

Most importantly, the cost is low.

Not surprisingly, sticks are a versatile weapon.

Are you convinced?

"Yes!

"In the meantime, when you get pinched, turn your back on the wall and swing the stick. That's enough of a threat."

"Thank you! Mr. Russell!!

"All right! You're ready. Let's go. Aye! Ooh!

"" Ooh... "

"My voice is low! One more time!

"" Oh!!

Me and Sarasa fisted as they said.

I mean, why is Cecil partitioning?

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

"Over there, I think"

Sarasa pointed her finger.

The cave existed trying to hide behind the wall.

A beam was stretched at the entrance and an empty pine light was placed.

One man thinks of himself as a sentinel, and he's stretched out in his spare time.

Definitely a bandit.

I see Sarasa.

It's a big deal.

Though incomplete, they are definitely initially granted the magic of [Futuristic].

"Hauuuuuu...... Oh, um... Russell."

For some reason, Sarasa was turning red.

It's bright red to the tip of my ear.

"Yeah......? What's up, Sarasa? Is it also a fever?

"That's not what I'm talking about... Oh, the... Um... Yes, when you look at it... Me..."

"What?"

I can't really grasp the guidelines...

Then Cecil grabbed my jaw.

Force yourself to point it at you.

"Hey! You're in trouble with Sarasa. Giro, don't look at me."

"Oh...... Is that what you mean? Don't worry, I have no other intention. I was just impressed that I was able to unlock some of [Futuristic] abilities even when I was unfinished."

"That's a compliment."

"I'm going to..."

"Tell me more honestly. Hey! Sarasa."

Sarasa was even more red.

Steam rises from above the head, and elf-specific long ears are likely to pop out like arrows now.

I'll talk to Sarasa.

Sarasa, lend me your bow.

He calls me out and finally returns it to me.

You honestly gave me the bow you brought.

It's an old bow, but it looks like it can still be used.

I squeeze my eyes out.

[Attribution] of [Sleep] was given at the end of the sentence and targeted.

Releasing the string, the arrow slashes and rips the air.

Stab a man in the arm. "Funya," he said oddly as it was, collapsing.

Cecil asks.

"Did you kill him?

"No, I just got you to sleep"

"[Attribution] of [Sleep]!? You need magic powder. Did you just get that out?

[Blacksmith] 's [Attribute Grant] is a magic that causes a weapon to have a magical effect.

However, if the magic of another occupation is to be granted, a magic material containing a magic effect called magic powder, as Cecil calls it, is required.

"It's not necessary. I have magic in my hand."

"It's a mess to make. If your dad hears about it, you're gonna fall."

Cecil holds her head.

Meanwhile, Sarasa seems to care about my bow arm.

"Mr. Russell, you can even bow"

"I trained by shooting a warcraft in the mountains."

I don't hate bows and arrows.

Especially when I was a kid (though I'm still a kid), I tailored Ickak Tiger because I became confident

Magic is powerful, but sounds flashy by type.

In that regard, the bow is capable of killing the opponent almost silently

Return the bow to Sarasa, and we'll approach the cave.

There seems to be no other lookout.

"From here on out, it's your turn."

"Huh? You don't fight?

Cecil quickly raised a protest.

"I told you. I'm not into bandits."

"Let the weak maiden fight, you are a sight to behold... That's very brave of you."

"I'll help you if it gets dangerous. Don't worry. The bandits are powerful. Even you, if you fight calmly, you'll win."

"I'm not happy about anything, even if they compliment me."

Cecil sighs.

But he's motivated.

I pulled out a sword that fit in my sheath.

Shake gently, move and prepare your body.

Sarasa on the side also grabbed the stick.

"Cecil, wait. Give me your sword."

Cecil gave me the sword as she was told.

Start the magic of [Blacksmith].

[Transformation] makes your body shorter.

"Hey! What are you gonna do with a shorter sword length!?

"Inside the cave is narrow. That long sword is too long."

"Ah. You mean..."

Cecil hits Pong and his hand.

Once more, when I ascertained the feel of the sword, I looked back to everyone.

"I'll run all the way to the deepest point at once."

Surprise.

A seemingly unscrupulous suggestion, but not bad.

He's defeated a few people in the streets, and there won't be as many.

There should be less risk of being surrounded.

For once, before the unscrupulous leader storms, I cast the magic of [Detection].

Less than ten people. I don't have a problem with this.

"I'm coming!!

Cecil ran out.

Run through the cave.

The trap was activated and the caller informed the raider.

The bandits notice.

But before you prepare it.

Already Cecil's sword flashes had one bandit hanging in his hand.

"Ghaaaaaaaaaa!!

A bloodbath rises from a bandit slaughtered.

The fellow who then rushed also tore it apart with a second knife.

He slashes his torso, he stuffs it.

Soon, I disabled the two of them.

Hmm......

I'm the one who told you to do it, but it's not an outrageous move.

He said he was learning the sword at the dojo, but he's not lying.

"My body feels light."

Cecil herself was surprised.

That simply made the sword lighter.

After all, the first bandits would have slaughtered me because the weapons weren't right.

Exactly the fish that got the water.

Cecil defeats a bandit who appears to be an adventurer.

"Please don't come!!

Sarasa's voice echoes in the cave.

The next moment...

is on!!

It sounded like a painful beating.

Sarasa's stick captured the man's steeple beautifully.

Oh, whoa...... Sounds painful.

I blush without thinking.

The bandits on the other side were also smothered.

Fold knee and roll gobbly on the spot.

I slapped him with a stick so he could squeeze that head up.

On two hard hits, the man immediately ascends.

Sarasa seems to be doing well, too.

We storm further into the back of the cave.

Going out into the hall, the bandits were still hanging out.

The number is eight.

More than expected but no problem.

"I'm not armed yet. Don't miss this opportunity."

I scold two people who are momentarily overwhelmed by the number of bandits.

Cecil and Sarasa regained their temper.

Pale green and greasy eyes glow at the same time.

I popped out like an arrow.

Sarasa and Cecil defeat the bandits one after the other.

"There's only one left."

Cecil runs.

The deepest part of the hall.

Sit back gracefully and run to bandits who are not afraid at all in this situation.

Cecil jumped up and swung the blade down from the large upper section.

Bandits laugh.

Then I stuck my hand out.

Play lightly the sword of Cecil waved down.

"What no!!

For a moment, my hips retreat.

But there are no retrograde letters in Cecil right now.

Pushed all at once and unleashed a series of strikes on the man.

With one breath, four serial slaughters!

Brilliant.

But the man plays the whole thing.

"So, it's a treat... Oh... oh."

Laughs.

I showed off my yellow teeth.

A man's rigid arm is ejected.

I flew straight to Cecil's face.

We can't avoid it.

More than that, I couldn't move with my legs clasped.

"Getting hit!!

Cecil closes her eyes.

Gin!!

A hard noise rang.

Eventually Cecil lifts her lid.

Fits my vision was what I looked like when I stopped a man from fisting.

Cecil, stay back.

"Huh? But..."

"Player shifts."

I laughed in front of a nigger and a mighty enemy.