The location of the monster outbreak.
It was the “graveyard” just outside the town.
“This is troublesome.”
In this world, graves are not made in urban areas.
Because,
‘Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga–!’ ‘Aaa-aaa-aaa–!’
The advancing “Bone Skeletons” and “Dead Zombies”.
Yes.
Human corpses now resurrect as monsters.
Though it happens infrequently, once they revive, they’re a hassle.
These things don’t feel pain at all.
They keep rampaging until they’re completely destroyed.
“Are you the reinforcements from ‘Frontier City Tristain’?”
“Ah, finally, you’ve come!”
“Please, we’re at our limit!”
A few dozen adventurers fighting the corpses shouted.
The situation was visibly dire.
They were fighting as if on a battlefield, drawing lines of sandbags, but everyone was covered in wounds.
If this continued, they might become corpses themselves.
“Leave the rest to us. —Everyone, let’s go!”
‘Ooooo!’
We leaped over the sandbags and rushed to the front lines.
Immediately, the corpses charged at us.
“Alright, let’s do this. Starting with this weapon.”
Skill activation: ≪Storage Space Item Box≫ release.
“Here we go, Pomera-kun.”
‘Gyaaah!’
From the otherworldly space appeared the large boomerang of the armored vengeful spirit, Living Weapon.
Using it as a sword, I beheaded the Dead Zombies.
These guys fall if you cut off their heads.
“And next.”
Further releasing the ≪Storage Space Item Box≫.
This time, I took out a giant skull hammer of the charging boar.
“Skeletons without vital points need to be smashed to pieces.”
With a thud, I smashed it.
From head to toe, I crushed it in one go.
“Still more to go.”
I continued to exterminate the two types of corpses with two different weapons.
Furthermore, when adventurers from ‘Agravain’ were in danger from a distance, I switched to a bow for support fire.
“I won’t let you die. It would ruin my appetite.”
Under my watch, there was no ugly tragedy.
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“These are the adventurers from ‘Tristain’…!”
The people from ‘Frontier City Agravain’ watched the battle unfold.
They had initially fought alongside us.
But now, being utterly exhausted, they naturally retreated.
“Although I felt bad about leaving it to the reinforcements…”
They watched the battlefield while performing emergency treatments behind the sandbags.
There, young men wielding various weapons, among many skilled fighters, were rampaging fiercely.
“I won’t lose to the eternally rank-three Jade!”
“Let’s go, too!”
“I’ll fight valiantly and reclaim the love of Vita and Sheila!”
Strong.
Even the young ones, who seemed like rookies, moved differently than us.
“Why are they so different from us? Many of those from ‘Tristain’ look pale.”
Then it hit me.
Yes. The adventurers from ‘Tristain’ were unusually clean.
Their equipment was spotless.
They had few scars, and if they did, they were very faint.
“The image of a ‘veteran adventurer’ we had in mind is the complete opposite.”
Worn-out gear and numerous scars from countless battles.
We thought such a ragged appearance was proof of skill.
But.
“…I see. I’ve heard that ‘Tristain’ is a place that values cleanliness highly. That’s why their wounds heal quickly.”
Quickly healing wounds meant,
“They can accumulate more ‘combat experience’!”
That was the secret to their strength.
The modern hygiene knowledge and concepts spread by a certain evil dragon man.
This greatly increased the speed of adventurers’ return to the field.
As a result,
“A hollow Skeleton is a one-hit kill with my trained fists!”
“I’ve faced undead monsters a few times! I know how to deal with them!”
“I’ll finish them off with my newly awakened skill!”
The people of ‘Tristain’ became exceedingly strong.
It wasn’t strange at all.
Humans become stronger with training and experience.
Especially in this world, where growing in talent can lead to awakening skills.
“This is why we can’t win…”
We could only watch in amazement.
There was no jealousy.
The people of ‘Tristain’ had simply grown by dedicating the time other adventurers took to heal their wounds to more battles.
In other words, they doubled their efforts and became twice as strong.
“Not talent, but environment can make you stronger…”
Would we also become like this if we went to ‘Tristain’?
The adventurers of ‘Agravain’, who had given up on rapid growth, secretly felt a spark of hope rekindle.
