"Bang!!" "Mira!!"

After a loud bang, Margaret's almost screaming voice rang out in the night sky.

Noticing the moment the ghoul's forelimb muscles tightened, Mira pushed Margaret to the ground with one hand, and then swung her sword forward - she was Henry's disciple and had already experienced several actual battles, and the girl did not underestimate this ghoul at all, she knew that this thing would definitely seize the moment she turned around and pushed Margaret away to attack, so after pushing the noble lady to the ground, she turned around and swung her sword with all her strength without hesitation.

A one-meter-two long sword that accurately hit the ghoul's head.

But it didn't split it completely, and when there was a loud bang, it was the sound of Mira's breastplate being hit headlong by it, and the Roan girl was slammed into the backyard of supplies piled up in the backyard.

If she hadn't asked Margaret to squat down beforehand, I was afraid that the noble lady standing behind would also be knocked away.

"Mira!!" Margaret's concern was obvious, but she looked left and right and was about to get up and run for help, only to see that the ghoul in the dust had quickly crawled up and turned to stare at this side—it was still biting some cloth in its mouth.

"Oh my God!" the aristocratic lady subconsciously thought that it was the Luoan girl who had been killed, but Mira was far less fragile than she thought.

"Whew-" Mira burst out of the smoke, and the ghoul's attention was drawn back to her. The tiger's mouth was aching, and this unreserved attack with all his strength had some effect. The ghoul shook his head in confusion and looked at Mira and then at Margaret, not knowing for a moment which target to attack first, and bodily fluids were bubbling out from the human-like skull all the way to the long wound on the roof of the jaw - but the price paid by the girl herself was not small.

"You're alright—" Margaret breathed a sigh of relief, but she immediately began to notice the seriousness of the situation and held her breath again.

"Whew-whew-" The girl lowered her body and pointed the tip of her sword to the ground, although the ghoul was not small, but because it was lying on the ground, it was basically difficult to hit it in the upper and middle sword positions, so she adopted the "fool's style" - that is, Henry's rather common move.

Despite the protection of her cuirass, Mira felt almost out of breath after the impact. And the murderous undead threw themselves into the flour heap of supplies, and frantically tore at one of the sleeves of Mira's armed jacket.

From this point, it can also be seen that her judgment is correct, wearing a tough armor and steel cuirass, and if Margaret, who has no armor, is touched by this guy, I am afraid that her skin will be opened at once.

But even then, the current situation is not promising, the torn sleeve leaves her entire white right arm exposed, which will quickly become stiff due to the cold weather, and the loss of armor in one arm means that Mira needs to be more careful to deal with ghoul attacks.

She looked at Margaret and the ghoul behind her, her mind racing to find an opportunity to change the chaos.

The first sword slash was lucky, and in the urgency of the situation, she didn't pay attention to her target at all, just swung it forward with all her might, but it hit the ghoul's head accurately, and her hands clenched the sword as if to stop another layer of defense between herself and the ghoul, and then its head slammed into the convex padrosian cuirass instead of the fragile face neck.

Hitting a significant part of the opponent while avoiding being hit in the vital part, the skull was cut so wide, even this undead was not without effect, and the fact that it appeared to be as unresponsive as a drunken person is clear proof - but good luck will not have a second time.

It hesitated, its position changed, and the ghoul went from facing the two girls to being in the middle of them—the flickering firelight, and Mira recognized the opportunity to glance at Margaret.

"Seize the moment and run to the right, run into the house, and go to the front room to find reinforcements. She said in a smooth tone, and although the ghoul could not understand their words, it would respond to the shouts of people, so the girl lowered her voice.

Margaret nodded.

The two girls and the ghoul are currently in a horizontal line in the backyard, with Margaret on the left part of the courtyard and Mira on the right, and the ghoul in the center, and the gate to the interior of the mansion is facing vertically in the center.

They had just checked the supplies on the left side of the yard and were about to walk to the right when it came out from behind, if it weren't for the Luo An girl to stay alert, they were afraid that they would be killed by a sneak attack in the first place.

"Whew-" Margaret got up, but just as she was about to leave, the ghoul, who had been preoccupied with Mira, suddenly turned around and stared at the noble lady in a daze.

"Ahh

"Damn!" the girl blurted out a curse in Avenella, "Come this way! Hey!" she shouted at the ghoul, but the word proved to be useless, and Mira had to sprint forward again.

"Drink!" she ran as hard as she could, and then stabbed her sword, knowing full well that she couldn't kill the monster with a single blow, aiming at its exposed right rib — the girl was going to destroy at least one of its forelimbs — but she didn't expect it to be too fast.

"Bang!!!" Mira couldn't hold her grip on her sword, and in an instant she was slapped away by the ghoul who turned around to attack, and it was followed by a forward pounce followed by a scratch, but the girl narrowly avoided it.

"Tsk-" The mercenary will not have only one sword, Mira pulled out the spare small sword that Henry gave her at the beginning, it used to be the main weapon for her and had not been used for a long time, and now that it has grown to more than one meter and seven, this sword in her hand also looks a little small.

The pattern was as indistinguishable as Kramer's in the light of the torches, and Margaret stared at Mira's sword in a daze, while the Loan Maiden quickly moved sideways to stop her again, keeping her face facing the enemy.

"The steel of that sword—" said the noble lady, who knew the legend of this steel. "I know, it's harder than normal steel, and it should be able to cut through this guy's skin, but—" Mira glanced at the small sword in her hand.

"It's not long enough......"

It was too small and too short after all, and if she rushed to attack, she would inevitably fall into the range of the ghoul's attack, which is why she rarely used the small sword given by Henry since she got her own longsword.

No matter how strong and sharp a sword is, if it is not long enough, it will still not be able to defeat a less strong and sharp but larger weapon.

That's why a spear that costs only one-tenth the cost of a longsword can become the king of land warfare - but let's get back to the point.

The battle was back in the way it started, and Mira had to stay by Margaret's side, and she did not kill the ghoul even though she had done some damage to it compared to the beginning.

In contrast, she had lost her sword, and although her chest was protected by perfect armor, her breath had gradually recovered without any damage, and the exertion of her physical strength and the gradual exhaustion of her hands and the fact that one arm had lost its protection had put the girl in a more embarrassing situation than at the beginning.

'All this is to protect me'

Looking at Mira's back, who was beginning to pant, Margaret suddenly thought.

Is this an adventure?

The eldest lady, who doesn't know the height of the sky, wants to go on an adventure, and even arrogantly pulls them together to establish a mercenary group - Little Explorers - she is proud of it, thinking that she has finally begun to touch the world of the adventurous protagonists she longs for - but what has she done, what has she done?

In addition to staying behind the back of others and staying in the back of safety, in addition to being a drag oil bottle and watching others protect themselves, what else have you done?

"I'm—"

"Huh?"

"I'm an explorer too!"

"Click-" The soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground.

"Margaret!" Mira exclaimed nervously.

– Creating opportunities.

As I often depict in my own late-night adventures in which I read and reverence myself, the protagonist and his best friend are in trouble when faced with a powerful enemy, and at such times, friends tend to do so.

Just nod your head and you can understand what each other thinks.

- Distract the enemy and create an opportunity for the boss to attack.

The small sword in Mira's hand was able to literally split the guy, but it wasn't long enough, so if she rushed up, she would get hit first.

So what I have to do is to lure this guy's claws away so that Mira can-

"You idiot!"

"Ahh

She hadn't expected the ghoul to run so fast.

She suddenly remembered something.

The protagonists and best friends in the adventure have a spirit that can quickly cooperate and react, but she and Mira are not, this kind of spirit needs to be cultivated in actual combat by fighting side by side, not just relying on the wishful thinking of the noble lady.

And.

Even the long-trained Luoan girl can't keep up with this guy in terms of reaction speed, she.

It's just her.

And how can it be possible to create enough opportunities.

Venture.

To be here—

"Boom !!"

A flash of light flickered, followed by a pair of white horses' hooves flying.

"The knights' most effective weapon is their most faithful companion. "Infantry?" "No, war horses. ”

"You know what—the horses kick back and kick faster—"

Lines from past reads slipped through her mind for a moment, and the hooves of the smaller, but stronger, horses, kicked hard, sending the entire ghoul tumbling back toward the flour pile.

"Little unicorn!" Margaret stared at it blankly, and Mira let out a long sigh of relief. The young unicorn had become quite intimate with her since she had established some kind of bond with her, but since she was still young, she only stayed at the castle lord's mansion when she went out to rescue Konstantin, and the stables were not far from the backyard.

Perhaps sensing the danger of a close relative, it snapped the reins and ran panting, saving Margaret with a backkick in a flash of lightning.

"Thank you—" Mira touched the side of its face, and the unicorn let out a soft snort.

"It's okay-" "Well, Mira, no-" "Don't apologize. The girl then pulled the noble lady up from the ground, she was covered in mud, her clothes were all dirty, and she had no appearance of a nobleman, but she was not annoying.

"Qiang—" The girl picked up the sword on the ground, and the successive blows distorted it, but it was still usable.

"Shhh

"Tsk—it's not over yet—" Mira lowered the tip of her sword again, but it was at this moment that a dense "thump" sounded on the second floor of the mansion on the left.

"Longbowmen!"

It was the sound of boots touching the wooden floor, and then the two girls saw a large group of people lined up on the second-floor terrace of the mayor's mansion.

Dense torches whistled by, followed by an order from the blonde dazzle.

"Put!"

"Boom, Boom, Boom—" Spiral armor-piercing arrows, more than fifteen centimeters in length, made a sharp sound that covered the ghoul's location.

"Whew-"

This stubborn guy is covered in arrows.

Let out a long wail.

Finally fell to the ground.

"Mend the knife! Incinerate the corpse. Minna didn't miss the slightest opportunity, and the guards with spears in hand rushed forward quickly.

"Inform everyone, be on guard, this may not be an isolated thing, gather the townsfolk and logistics troops together for protection—" The Dame quickly responded, and after a series of orders had been issued, she finally turned around and began to look at Mira.

"Whew-"

The three women let out a long breath at almost the same timing.

"You have to thank this little fellow for running to the front of the vestibule and banging on the door for a while, banging and screaming—"

"Really, why is this house built so big—" Minna said as she rubbed her temples with a rather headache.

"But it's good that you're all right—"

"Hmm. ”

"It's okay. ”

The deformed sword could not be unsheathed, so Mira held it to the ground and gently touched the side of the little unicorn's face, and the three of them raised their heads together.

At some point, the sky began to get less dark.