It Is Legal for an NPC Who Is Being Oppressed To Run Away

15 – Guardian of Balance NPC. (2)

“What?! B-Blue Troll?! It appeared near the city?!!”

“That’s what you said about the coachman who was being chased.”

The guild receptionist’s complexion turned pale after hearing my story.

“Oh, no!! But what are you so good at that you’re smiling like that? You’re a blue troll! Even the gold level was in a crisis where 2 or more people were recommended?!”

“hahahahaha. I see. That was a big deal.”

As I was taking it as if I was talking about someone else’s business, the receptionist looked at me as if he was looking at all the crazy people.

But what can I do, I feel very good right now. The money he earned like crazy in these two days was a whopping 60,000 cans.

Thanks to the blue troll’s magic stone, which sold 25,000 cans, he was able to make a lot of money.

There are now 70,000 cans in hand. In addition, I do not have to pay my share of money as I go to escort the old man, one of the wagons of the upper ranks.

You’ll have to pay for your younger brother’s boarding fee, but since 30,000 cans have hardened, you’ll be able to bring plenty of water and food.

Besides, how hard I tried to relieve my younger brother’s face, which had become pouty every night because I couldn’t stay with Ira for the past two days.

Shopping with my brother today!! It’s a date!!

Immediately after getting the money from the guild, I bought a ticket for the guild carriage and found an escort request that nominated me, and registered there as well.

First of all, he said that he was an adventurer and his job was a tamer, so it wouldn’t matter if he moved with at least one golem.

uhhh It’s going well, it’s going well. I think it’s the best situation after coming out of that beggar town.

I immediately went back to the inn and gave my brother a hug as he ran towards me.

“Princess! My brother and I are traveling in a carriage starting tomorrow! We’re leaving this city now, so shall we go out to eat something delicious?”

“Yes!! Delicious!! Skewers!!”

“Okay! Let’s go! Hey status window. Put on the hood and follow me.”

I start to move my steps comfortably. It’s evening soon, so I immediately stop by the market, buy a bag of skewers, and have the golem hold it, while my younger brother eats the skewers on each shoulder.

Perhaps thanks to feeding well for the past few months, my younger brother, who had been gnawing around like a squirrel that hadn’t eaten, is now able to enjoy delicious food.

But it’s still too light, so I’ll have to feed it better.

After that, dry fruits. Beef jerky. After buying a water bottle for preservation and new clothes for my younger brother to wear, I went shopping moderately.

Reorganize the golem. kill the porter Are women dragging men around like this? I don’t know because I don’t have a history of being dragged around.

“Wow! Oppa! Light up his mouth!!”

“Wow! It’s amazing! Really! Look at that person. He’s just flying through the sky?”

“Wow!! I fly and sipper!!”

Should I call this lucky or bad?

That day, the wandering troupe we met in the city where our wanted letters were sent was showing the same talent here.

At that time, I saw it near the end, so it was kind of unburnt, but now, at the start of the night performance, I see it like a knife, and I love it.

I shout and clap my hands in amazement in line with my younger brother, who grabs my hair tightly, wiggles his fingers, and wants sympathy from me.

ah. If I had always lived like this, surely I wouldn’t have run away like this, right?

Not bad, no. Is it because it was just a happy time? Time passed very quickly, and my brother’s dinner was not skewers, but he went to a nearby restaurant to eat proper food.

In the past, we would never have dreamed of eating at a restaurant, but now we have thick pockets. You have to order something expensive and nutritious.

“Here’s beef stew and pasta. And a smoked one, please.”

“Yes! Confirm your order!”

After ordering a meal with my younger brother who has a short mouth and wanting to eat it all, I continue to laugh and answer as my younger brother happily talks about the story of the theater company I saw earlier.

ah. so happy…

“I finally found it.”

“…uh?”

“yes?”

[-Job: Fallen Swordsman- Level: 33 Name: Ray Sol. Age: 16.]

(!) [Skill: Can’t stand injustice. Activating.]

“You are Jack, the mountain ranger, right?”

“No. This is adventurer Johnson.”

“……”

“……”

ah. f*ck, life is really so hard.

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Is that by any chance? Is my happiness a quota system?

If I feel even the slightest bit of happiness, is that unconditionally proportional to unhappiness? What kind of bastard is this?

If there’s a judge who can guess this, I’ll show you why this world is a dark fantasy by throwing it into the goblin’s den.

The Guardian of Balance that creates such a nasty situation makes me want to tear it apart evenly, is this normal?

(!) [Skill: Can’t stand injustice. It is activating.]

First of all, he steadfastly feeds his younger brother.

The blonde female prosecutor said, ‘You were a criminal!! Go away!!’ I didn’t rush at it like an animal that couldn’t tell the difference.

He just asked us to talk after the meal, and he sat down at the table right next to ours, ordered a coffee and looked at us.

oh i care so much hey. If you’re not going to eat, go out and wait at the restaurant during busy hours.

“Brother. That lady keeps looking at me.”

“…Hey, I’ll pretend to be my brother. Just look at me.”

“…yes.”

Somehow, she quietly follows my words. And then, I really stare at the side of me.

ah. I’ll hold on too

After the happy time just now ended, I went outside after paying the bill at the restaurant.

First of all, I had Ira and told the status window to prepare for battle.

That woman is the strongest opponent I’ve ever dealt with, so if I start cutting right away, I can just kill her without delay.

Even the golem that perfectly imitated my fists, I wouldn’t miss that woman’s movements.

The female prosecutor, Rey Sol, waved her hand as if telling her to follow her, and I decided to follow her.

There are a lot of people around me, so I don’t want to fight here either. I have to get on the carriage tomorrow, but if something goes wrong here, it’s a joke.

“If it’s here, it wouldn’t be bad to talk.”

“So, what do you want to ask?”

A deserted alley.

No, a person with such a border city flag arrives at an invisible alley and answers a little nervously to her who starts talking freely.

Behind the golem, of course. The golem in front of me is a monster with a higher level than me. If you touch us, you’ll die? know?

“I read the wanted letter. You two are wanted?

“No. This is adventurer Johnson.”

“Laiya! This is your brother’s wife!”

“……”

She frowns at our answer and looks at me as if she is dumbfounded. What, can’t you do this? Can’t we just move on with this?

“…If you’re joking, it’s not funny. Besides, you’re too young to be my wife, right?”

“If I say it’s not a joke, will you believe me and just leave? And what’s wrong with my little brother? He’s cute.”

“If that were the case, I wouldn’t have followed you. Although I agree that it’s cute.”

Having said that, the female swordsman grabbed the pommel of the sword at her waist and drew it out with a sharp sound of iron.

I can’t help but frown at the behavior that seems like the conversation is working or not.

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ah. It goes like this. It can’t be done, but it will be different from the story.

“I’ll kill you if you don’t put that sword in.”

“……”

Sincerely, I issue a final warning.

I’m holding my brother, but I still drew my sword. game story? Partyable NPCs? Open feeling?

f*ck.

It is legal to kill anyone who touches my brother.

Whether the opponent is a noble or a king, even if it is a god or a demon, he will kill. As he glared at her with such a meaning, the golem also picked up the wooden carvings nearby.

Obviously, I intend to follow her swordsmanship in the same way.

As long as the golem took the blow right away, it would be possible to break that woman’s neck even while holding Ira.

In the first place, there are two level 300 NPCs on this side, and NPCs on that one in their 30s.

No matter how much you can party, even if you are a tier 1.5 combat NPC, you can’t ignore the level stat car.

and.

[Follow the skill activated! : Target Ray Sol]

-fault!

– Fit!

-Paang!

“……”

“……”

The sound of the woman hitting the ground first and swinging her sword, followed by the sound of my kick without delay, fills the alley.

“Why don’t you attack until the end?”

Her sword stopped at the golem’s neck, the golem’s wooden carving stopped at her head, which was in a lower position, and my toes stopped at her temple.

Why don’t you finish it?

“You didn’t do it because you didn’t finish it?”

“I stopped when I saw you stop.”

“huh?”

That’s a lie.

Status window. There is no reason for a lie like that to work when there is a mime golem. The reason I stopped was because the sword that went into the golem’s neck didn’t reach it, and the wooden sword stopped before it reached her head. I had no intention of stopping.

“As expected, I thought that mugshot was strange. I couldn’t believe that the person who helped me, when no one helped me that day, assaulted someone for no reason and ran away.”

“…what?”

“Also, if you had been thinking about hitting someone or taking their money, you could have beaten up the thugs you met that night and taken their money, but you didn’t do that.”

She started talking as if she understood, but then put the sword on her waist.

no, wait. More than that, what I just said. and. Is that right?

At that time, wouldn’t it have been better if I had beaten up the gangsters and taken their money? If that were the case, I wouldn’t have been involved with him like this?!!

and! I’m really going crazy! Is intelligence 3 real?!

“I’m sorry for trying to confirm with my benefactor this way. However, at least confirmation was necessary.”

“…Well, if you knew, that’s fine.”

She recharged her sword, stepped back, bent her waist to 90 degrees, lowered her head, and was sincerely apologizing to me.

What can I say, it feels a little different from her personality that I only knew from the game. It felt like he wasn’t just chasing me because I was a wanted person, but he was chasing me to check on me because I was his benefactor.

ha. If this is going to be the case, why bother bothering to just ask?

I ended the conversation by roughly accepting the apology and then saying that we should go our separate ways…

“No. I had the grace to save you, and even though I thought it was a misunderstanding, I caused such trouble. It would be shameful to leave like this! So, please let me repay the favor by following you and escorting you!!”

[-Job: Fallen Swordsman- Level: 33 Name: Ray Sol. Age: 16.]

[You are applying for a party.]

[I have a strong fondness for your strength.]

She said seriously that she knew what she had done was a nuisance, and I nodded, looking at her earnestly shining blue eyes.

okay. I knew that heart well. therefore.

“Nope.”

If you don’t want to be a nuisance, just turn it off.

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The setting drawing of Ray Sol, a 16-year-old female prosecutor selected by AI.