Adventurers

"Win to the boy." Boss grunge announced Nait's victory.

"Cheh....Oh solid, we are disappointed." Overwhelmed by curiosity, some of the Boss Grunge men gathered. "To leave such an emaciated boy…you have to hide your face somewhere…haha." They mocked the solid.

'Ugh...what do they know, let them come to my place, and give them a try. Something is wrong with this boy, no matter how much I hit him he still gets up and fights back.' The man was upset, scolded, and felt bad.

Nait walked away from Solid and left space. 'I succeeded, and finally, I did something that I could be proud of for myself.' Nait smiled happily.

"What…" Suddenly Nait feels like a leaf to the ground. 'My strength has fallen. What's going on I can't move.'

"Well...a deal is a deal." Boss grunge went towards the Nait lying on the ground. "I will let that old woman go, and in return this young man will come with us."

Boss grunge waited for Nait's approval. So Nait nodded with shining eyes, agreeing. After he could see the young man nodding at him with a smile.

"Good…Guys, no one dares to touch that old woman anymore. Someone direct her to a village near here."

"Come on move, we'll go." He lightly hits one of Nait's legs in order for him to get up. But Nait looked at Boss Grunge face and didn't get up.

'How you ask, I can't do it. I can't even speak?' Nait scolded himself for not being able to speak.

"Didn't you hear me, come on, get up. Do you want to die now or what?" Boss grunge became threatening.

"AGggggggggh"

"Hmm..what is that sound?! Could it be your stomach? Don't tell me you're very hungry, so you can't move." Boss Grunge came up with the answer himself.

'Damn.. I'm so hungry...Is this the effect of the [Cell Development] skill that it consumes a large amount of energy, really. In fact, I haven't eaten in a while.'

Boss Grunge leaned toward Nait and seemed to be thinking of something. "Uh..look at your blunt injury, you sure can't move."

"..." Nait couldn't tell that this was a very smart person.

"We need a therapist. These injuries won't heal for long." Boss Grunge scratched his shaved beard with thought. "Scott, is there someone with healing ability in our group."

"Boss is indeed there, but he is very ill. So he did not come from our stronghold." Scott, standing in front of him, said.

"Haa?! How can a therapist get sick and can't cure himself?"

"His ability is not specific to viruses and microbes."

"Hmm... right, that's really annoying. It wouldn't sell for such a good price."

'Cheh that's what you're thinking. Do not be afraid, feed me and I will stand like a horse before you.' Nait thought with his eyes bulging.

Suddenly while Boss Grunge was thinking of a solution. One of his men was observed running from afar, apparently terrified.

"Boss...Uh...Boss...Uh..."

"Hm...stop. What's wrong with you? What's in there?" Boss Grunge stood up with a serious face, and directed the man after arriving.

"Boss..uh...Deputy Boss Scott...There's a group of adventurers facing us. They're too strong. We couldn't fight them."

"Oh...that's interesting." Thinking there are people who can stand up to my men. Without fear, they are certainly ignorant.

"Thinking about it, is there a therapist there?" asked Boss Grunge.

"Yes. His ability to treat injuries, whatever their form."

"Wonderful, come on, move us to where they are. Take the guy to the carriage and wait for me there." He said to a group of men. With Nait carried through a cloud of smoke below, she floats.

*****

"Come on, guys, get them covered." Someone from the Boss Grunge men.

"It won't be that easy. A fire sword." Suddenly a person in red armor with a white robe fluttering in the air, attacked the man. He cut him from shoulder to waist.

"Haha...I succeeded in wanting you. With my <Assassination> ability, you didn't notice me, until you found yourself dead."

Another member of the Boss Grunge group. He slashed with a short sword towards the neck of an armored man, behind his back.

"Argh." But before the sword could reach the neck of an armored man, an arrow struck a man's head and made him dead.

"Thank you for supporting Dia." He looked at a woman with long ears, green clothes, and white robe. She had a white bow in her hand.

"Watch out, idiot." She said this as she quickly took out another arrow and put it in a bow. "Tracker Arrow."

An arrow shot towards a man's heart. Who went waving a sword against an armadillo.

"Haha...thanks again." He rubbed his red hair and returned to focus in a battle.

"Hmm..." The armadillo noticed an arrow heading towards his head, and tried to evade him, but ended up hitting him in the shoulder.

"Oh, I feel like… poison?!" He removed the arrow from his shoulder to find it dyed violet.

"Rankos, I need your help." he said nervously.

"Okay. You're hopeless, leader. Treat injuries. Treat poison injuries. Please don't make me use too much mana, be a little serious." A man in his twenties in the center of the battlefield sighed in a white robe.

In front of the named Rankos. There was a burly man wearing huge black armor who had a thorny hammer in his hand and a large shield on his hand. It monitors and prevents anything harmful towards Rankos.

"Uh...sorry guys, we have to take out all the criminals." His eyes became burning red. "Fire Sword Dance." He started cutting off everything in front of him.

"Hmm…" Suddenly from somewhere, a gray arrow appeared at great speed and passed over the face of the red shield and continued its way towards the owner of the black shield, defending him with his black shield.

'Argh.' He made a burly man dig the ground with his feet until he stopped and the gray arrow disappeared into the air. "What is that gray arrow?! He scratched advanced grade shield."

*applause* applause* applause*

"Wonderful..it was targeting red, but my accuracy is faulty. What a tank worthy of its title." Boss Grunge appeared, clapping heartily to resist his smoky arrow.