Chapter 36

Chapter 36

The place where Rickart and Bori-bori arrived following Nameless was a small city called Magdestadt, which was a historic city although small in scale.

There were many buildings built a very long time ago, and even though they were historical relics, people were still utilizing them well in real life. It was a city where antique elegance was naturally embedded.

However, unlike the city showing off its antique beauty, worries and anxieties were smeared on the citizens' faces. It seemed making a living was tough here too.

A skinny dog wandered around with its nose stuck to the street ground, and perhaps smelling food in Rickart's bag, it raised its head and looked.

It wagged its tail powerlessly, and it was truly heartbreaking. But still, he couldn't give food to a dog when even people were starving.

However, there was one other serious problem for Rickart and Bori-bori. It was precisely that this city was the territory of the Brabant Adventurer Guild.

Basically, all adventurer guilds were in a competitive structure. Among them, especially competition between guilds with overlapping activity areas smelled heavily of blood.

Thinking about the desperate sword fight with the Rubens Guild, it was not a safe place for Rickart and Bori-bori to be currently.

But the place Nameless headed to was the branch of that Brabant Adventurer Guild. Naturally, there were many armed adventurers around the building.

Rickart wasn't particularly scared, but felt uncomfortable for no reason at the thought that he had to hide his identity.

Well, since he didn't walk around with 'Beringen Adventurer Guild Academy Student' written on his forehead, he thought it wouldn't matter if he stayed quiet.

However, as Nameless entered the building and Rickart and Bori-bori tried to follow in, someone blocked them.

"What are you guys?"

He scanned Rickart and Bori-bori's appearance. He seemed to consider it somewhat strange that they looked young but possessed weapons.

"Uh... The person who just entered is our dad. Right, Hyung?"

Bori-bori lied too nonchalantly. To the extent that Rickart looked at him with wide eyes.

By the way, calling him Hyung when Bori-bori was two years older than Rickart. Of course, looking from outside, they were much of a muchness so it didn't matter greatly.

The person blocking the way tilted his head as if thinking something was strange, but thought young kids carrying weapons was to assist their father. So he stepped aside silently.

Like that, Rickart and Bori-bori entered the heart of the enemy camp fearlessly in a way.

Nameless placed two heads on the table and was receiving the price. Apart from revenge, he seemed to make a living with bounty money.

An adventurer took out the heads, checked appearance and characteristics, cleared away the unsightly things hurriedly, and held out a paper like a kind of receipt verification.

As Rickart and Bori-bori stuck next to him and looked, Nameless's signature was indeed X.

Even seeing that, the adventurer didn't recognize him at all, perhaps thinking there was no way Nameless X, one of the Empire's 9 Swords, would appear in peaceful daily life.

Because most people in the world didn't know how to write, so when signing, they just marked a dot, drew a circle, or marked with an X. It wasn't Nameless's unique signature method.

Moreover, since it wasn't an era with separate media, even if one heard the fame until ears hurt, one could sufficiently fail to recognize him when he was right in front of eyes.

"Mixing gold coins too? Or, mixing silver coins and copper coins?"

Since gold coins were high denomination bills, there was almost no occasion to actually use them except for large transactions of merchant groups, and if changed to silver or copper coins, the weight was considerable, so he asked.

However, Nameless didn't reply, and only stared at the adventurer quietly wearing the helmet covering his head entirely.

"......"

"Instead of money, we would like to pack some first aid medicine, travel food, whetstone and flint, firewood and such."

Rickart stood next to Nameless and said. The adventurer looked at Rickart with a gaze saying 'what is this kid', then looked at Nameless and him alternately. As Nameless didn't say anything separately, he just nodded.

"You know food is gold price in winter, right?"

"You'll pack moderately well, I suppose. If you want to continue good transactions in the future, that is."

At Rickart's bold words, the adventurer smirked, and wrapped high-quality ham, cheese, jerky, dried rations, liquor and such in paper and gave them. Since it was an adventurer guild, travel items were usually well stocked.

Seeing Rickart receiving goods instead of money, Nameless walked to the building wall ttubok ttubok and examined the wanted posters stuck carelessly. Then took one as he pleased.

"Uh? You shouldn't take that careless..."

"Keep the change."

Rickart spoke as if he paid the price, and hurriedly followed Nameless leaving the building.

If he came to the city, he could stop by an inn, bathe in warm water and rest comfortably, but Nameless left the city immediately as if he didn't even think about it at all. As if time was precious, or as if days left to live weren't many.

With an uncomfortable and wounded body, without showing it to anyone, the tiger walked only for revenge.

As Rickart and Bori-bori followed, the distance with Nameless had become closer than before.

"By the way, Mister hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, right?"

Bori-bori asked Rickart, and Rickart nodded. Then Bori-bori took out the food obtained just now from the bag and brought it to Nameless.

"Uh... W-well, seemed like you haven't eaten anything since yesterday..."

Then Nameless reached out his hand, grabbed a chunk of meat deopseok, put it under the cloth covering his lower face, and ate ujeok ujeok. It must be very salty.

However, he neutralized the salty taste by drinking strong liquor beolkeok beolkeok. Drinking up even the liquor in one breath, he threw the empty bottle hwik.

"......You can eat slowly......"

Nameless ate a lot and quickly to the extent of wondering if health problems might occur.

Seeing him eating food without refusing, Rickart also approached and spoke.

"Excuse me, who is the next target? Is it by any chance the person in that wanted poster?"

Nameless glanced at Rickart, then turned his head and ignored him. Is it because he is unreliable, or just because it's comfortable to handle alone? Since he couldn't speak, it couldn't be known.

However, from not long after leaving the city, there were people following Rickart's party.

They maintained a distance visible yet invisible, and it couldn't be known if their way was just the same, or if there was some reason.

But Rickart noticed at once. That those people had been following since right after they came out receiving the bounty at the guild. He remembered and recognized the appearance that passed by casually. That's why if stopping by audio city, it's better to stay a day and leave.

Stopping by the adventurer guild branch and leaving the city immediately was no different from spreading rumors himself that 'I just earned big money'.

The people chasing seemed to watch for an opportunity like hungry wolves. As they walked the road more and more, the blatant intention became clearer. That they were aiming for money or food.

Then Nameless suddenly pushed Rickart slightly. And pointing to a certain direction, waved his hand as if telling to go.

Rickart knew only then. Ah, this person was worried about us.

Rickart smiled slightly and tapping the sword on his shoulder tuk tuk, said.

"We aren't that ignorant of the world. We didn't set out on the road believing only in weapons fearlessly. I told you. We are going to kill Experimenter Leto and Skin Collector Erze."

"......"

Nameless just stared down at Rickart blankly. And at that time, having gone around another path in the meantime, the people chasing walked from the front.

The number was over ten, and there was no one heavily armed like Nameless, but they were holding ordinary spears, hooked spears, swords and clubs.

They weren't adventurers. For that, the armament state was crude. It was about exceeding the level of neighborhood thugs.

Rather than a group engaging in professional battles, they seemed to be people who rob people occasionally, but not people living solely by banditry either.

That is, although not professional robbers or bandits, they felt like showing signs of doing this kind of thing often.

Keeping some distance, they shouted toward this side.

"Hey! If you put down weapons, we'll spare you! You can count numbers, right!? You are three! We are fifteen!"

There was no statement as nonsensical in the world as a robber saying he would spare if weapons are put down.

Nameless looked at Rickart and Bori-bori quietly, then turned his gaze to them. Doing so, he drew the throwing axe tied to the belt crossing his chest.

And without any warning, just threw it forcefully.

Whish whish whish whish whish!

The heavy axe flew making a scary sound. It was quite fast, and accurate. Nameless was a type fighting with power and accuracy without particular technique.

However, since the distance was a bit far, the enemy in front was startled and fell on his butt alone, dodging luckily.

"Hiik!"

Whish whish whish whish whish! Thud!

But he couldn't dodge the axe flying second. An axe stuck in his head and his head jerked back sharply.

Nameless held a rope at his waist, spinning it round and round, and approached the enemies. A hook was attached to the end of the rope. Only then people aimed their weapons.

"Tony!"

"This fucking bastard! So you want to try this!"

Nameless threw the rope hwik toward the person saying let's try. He blocked with the spear in an awkward posture, but it wasn't a weapon that worked by blocking. He should have dodged.

The rope got caught on the spear shaft in the middle, but rather used it as an axis and wrapped around his neck. And the hook stuck in the collarbone side.

"Aaaak!"

Nameless dragged one adult jil jil jil, showing how strong he was. Only when the situation became like this, people holding weapons rushed.

"Fuck! Hit him!"

"Bastards!"

Don't know why they became bastards when they were just going their way, but since it was a fight for survival, there was no need to blame.

Nameless drew the battle axe and split the head of the person he dragged. And trying to deal with people attacking behind him, someone shouted.

"Aim for the kids!"

Only then Rickart also unfastened the sword on his shoulder and drew it from the scabbard. The blade with subtle wave pattern flowing shone under the cold winter sun.

Rickart walked forward casually seobeok seobeok, dodged one enemy who couldn't even measure distance properly to the right hwik, and slashed his waist deeply.

And immediately escaping to the left hwik, he swung the sword conversely and slashed the next enemy again. Not stepping back even one step, rather advanced forward. As hot blood scattered on the cold snow field, holes formed exactly as big as that.

The next enemy thrust a spear and came in, but Rickart dodged simply twisting his body and pushed the spear shaft with his sword. After that, ramming his chest with the shoulder, he struck down the sword hwik toward the enemy falling backward and split the head.

Thud!

In that gap, another opponent thrust a sword toward Rickart from the left flank. He dodged the sword tip twisting his body, but they ended up colliding.

But Rickart drew a dagger when, and slit the opponent's abdomen from bottom to top diagonally juuuk with the dagger held in his left hand. Intestines poured out warleureu. Rickart backed off quickly as if scared of getting it on his clothes.

While Rickart finished four people in an instant, one enemy rushed at Bori-bori.

Bori-bori drew the side sword and held it in one hand, stood in a natural posture, bowed his head and muttered alone.

Then when the enemy's hand axe reached right in front, he raised his head and swung the sword.

Whish whish! Swish!

Thud. Pook.

Sound of two objects falling on the snow field was heard. The enemy certainly thought he hit Bori-bori properly, but he couldn't. Because two wrists disappeared. Blood drops sprayed from the cut surface got on Bori-bori hududuk.

The two cut hands were already fallen on the snow field, and dark afterimages shimmered in front of his eyes.

"Uh uh......?"

Before the fatal result, before accepting pain, the opponent looked unable to recognize quickly how on earth this happened. It was understandable since two hands disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, Bori-bori's quick sword didn't stop and drew a stroke. At the last, swinging exactly horizontally hwik!, the head fell tuk.

Including limbs, fragmented body parts of one person fallen on the snow field seemed to exceed at least five. It was a quite terrible sight.

Rickart, who finished enemies roughly before knowing, approached seobeok seobeok. And looking blankly at body fragments fallen in front of Bori-bori, said.

"Seems a bit excessive."

In the view of Rickart who pursued short, concise, and finishing in one stroke, Bori-bori was certainly a bit excessive.

"But I have to write letters......"

"That is true. Anyway, you did well for the first time."

"Hehehe."

Bori-bori laughed shyly, and Nameless walked over seobeok seobeok. While walking, he scanned corpses Rickart handled seuk.

And abiding at the two boys, he looked down blankly at the corpse Bori-bori sliced a bit excessively.

Rickart said to him.

"How is it? We are quite usable than thought, right?"

Nameless seemed to think for a moment, then finally expressed something with voice.

"Hmm."

Chapter 36. End.