Chapter 112: He looks like a kid, but he’s actually pretty sharp-eyed and has good instincts

While rotating his body right he extended his right leg and kicked the Yatebeo’s trunk with a spinning kick.

With a flashy shattering sound, the Yatebeo’s trunk as thick as an adult was kicked and broken in one blow.

Scattering many wood chips, the Yatebeo’s trunk was cut clean in two by Kazui’s spinning kick.

Landing while rotating, instantly turning toward the Yatebeo, he checked the situation.

What came into Kazui’s view was the Yatebeo’s form collapsing all over while giving off light and vanishing, leaving a black magic stone the size of a bean.

A Yatebeo regenerated even if you destroyed its branches and leaves, vines, roots and the like, but the trunk part was not like that.

If the trunk part that had the sun mark was destroyed beyond a certain point, it vanished like this time.

(All right! I somehow made it in time!)

Because he had taken several vine attacks, reaching the Yatebeo had been later than expected, and Kazui had been impatient.

Even so he had somehow defeated the Yatebeo at a close timing, so he was relieved.

Same as when he defeated the slime, cheers could be heard from the truck.

"He looked like a kid and unreliable, but that big bro... he’s pretty good."

The young man in the driver’s seat who had been watching Kazui’s fight called out to Yuri as if impressed.

"He’s even better than the lower-rank adventurers I hired for escort a little while ago. Those guys didn’t notice there was a Yatebeo, got attacked suddenly, and had their tires wrecked."

Looking toward Kazui picking up the magic stone, the young man continued.

"Lately there are a lot of guys who get attacked suddenly by Yatebeo and have their cars wrecked. They get close without noticing and have their tires crushed by roots like tentacles."

Because they cannot run without touching the ground, it is hard to protect the tires of a moving automobile with a defensive barrier.

With high-level defensive magic you can protect even the tires, but high-level defensive magic can only be used by high-level adventurers.

High-level adventurers also have high pay, so many contractors cannot hire them, and many contractors hire adventurers who cannot protect the tires as escorts.

Those contractors’ automobiles often have their tires crushed by Yatebeo that hide tentacle-like roots underground and attack from underground.

People protected by adventurers are almost never killed by Yatebeo.

But examples of the automobile being wrecked by further Yatebeo attacks while stranded with crushed tires are not few.

Because that reality existed, the young contractor was impressed by Kazui who had seen through the Yatebeo just before getting close.

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"Whether slimes or Yatebeo, you see through them well. You really don’t seem like a trainee, big bro."

Looking at Kazui, the young man in the driver’s seat said his impression.

"He looks like a kid, but he’s actually pretty sharp-eyed and has good instincts."

After answering the young man, Yuri added in a low voice.

"Though not so much when it comes to women and romance."

Not knowing at all that Yuri and the young man were having that kind of talk, Kazui returned toward the truck while watching his surroundings.

Passing through the hole Yuri opened in the defensive barrier, he boarded the truck bed.

"Well done. You’re in good form."

"Well, I took a few hits though."

While rubbing his left arm and the like that had been attacked with his right hand, Kazui answered Yuri.

It was not that Aura Mail had been broken and he had taken damage, but he felt intense pain in the parts that had taken the vine attacks.

Suddenly the truck bed started shaking.

Having loaded Kazui onto the truck bed, the truck started running again.

"We’re almost at Aquila, but monsters came out one after another all of a sudden."

While watching the direction they were going, Kazui muttered.

"Thanks to that we got two magic stones too, so we earned a fair amount."

Kazui nodded at Yuri’s words.

Work aimed at trainee adventurers had cheap pay, so unless they defeated a certain number of monsters Kazui and the others could not earn much.

"If possible I wanted to earn a little more, so it would have been welcome if a few more monsters came out, but I guess they won’t come out anymore."

"You’re motivated. Did something happen?"

Asked by Yuri, Kazui answered with half-lidded eyes.

"I’m short on money. Last night I spent quite a bit."

Last night Kazui had eaten and drunk at Church House.

On top of that, at Paradiso Sotterraneo where he went with Monica after sex, he had been treated to fresh juice, but he had ordered food himself and eaten it.

After buying martial arts uniforms and equipment again, he had spent freely on food and drink, so Kazui had entered a state that could be called short on money.

"Did last night get results even if it meant doing something that made you short on money?"

"Who knows."

At Yuri’s question, Kazui pretended not to know.

Kazui had told Yuri what purpose he was going to Tax Street for.

But he had not told Yuri how it turned out.

He had been asked several times, but like this time he had pretended not to know.

"Lumia-san told us we should share information about skills with party members we’re grouped with, right?"

Kazui remembered hearing the talk Yuri said from Lumia as well.

He had been told by Lumia that if it was not a temporary partner but a partner you grouped with continuously, it was better to share information about skills.

Knowing what skills the other party members had made it easier to predict your companions’ actions and was advantageous in many situations.

"You don’t have to tell who you copied from, but tell me properly about the skills you copied."

"Well, if I did copy, eventually."

Kazui did not say clear words.

He understood that it was better to share skill information.

But at present what Kazui had been able to copy was only Assault Mirage, which he still did not have enough level to use, and Skill Concealer, which seemed unrelated to combat.

That was why he thought there was still no need to share information with Yuri.

Both skills were skills whose existence Kazui had not known until he copied them.

In the case of rare skills, if Yuri learned the skill names the partner woman might be narrowed down.

Kazui was wary of that.

He thought he should not do something like telling someone he had a sexual relationship with a person without that person’s permission.

"If it’s something bad to tell people I won’t tell it, so you don’t have to hide it..."

At Yuri’s dissatisfied words, Kazui did not answer and forcibly changed the topic.

"Fighting monsters made me hungry. When we get back to Aquila, want to go eat something?"

Yuri understood that Kazui was blatantly trying to change the topic.

From that attitude of Kazui’s he judged that even if he pressed further Kazui would not answer like until now, so Yuri also stopped pursuing.

"Fine... but aren’t you short on money?"

"If we go to the Guild hall we can get today’s pay, and we can sell these too."

Kazui took two magic stones from his pocket and showed them to Yuri.

"Per person it should be two thousand Dale at worst."

Buying and selling magic stones was free, but adventurers usually sold magic stones obtained from work to the Guild while they were getting their pay.

The purchase price of magic stones fluctuated, but even magic stones obtained from about Private-class monsters came to about two thousand Dale per stone.

Among adventurers there were also people who did not take work from the Guild and made only defeating monsters and earning magic stones their work.

But taking work from the Guild while also defeating monsters and earning magic stones let you earn more stably.

That was why adventurers who took work from the Guild were the majority.

Kazui and Yuri were also on the majority side.

After the talk about magic stones and pay, while exchanging easy small talk, Kazui and Yuri continued watching.

In the end, without a third monster appearing, the truck arrived safely in Aquila and the two of them’s work ended.