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Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (LN) - Volume 15 - Chapter 4




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Chapter Four: Fitoria’s Request 

It was around the time the sun had begun to set. 
“Right. We are heading out tonight to take care of Fitoria’s request,” I announced. I had to admit I was a bit anxious about this one. Who would be best to take along? Fitoria had said that Filo and I should be able to handle it without too much trouble. If that was the case, did I really need to worry too much about the party I picked? Still, I had my concerns. 
“Master Naofumi! I want to go with you,” Atla piped up. 
“Raph!” offered Raph-chan. She was a lock, of course. As for Atla, it wasn’t going to be all that dangerous, so it was probably fine to take her along too—even if that meant having to take her brother along as part of the set. 
“Then let’s count Atla and Fohl in . . .” I started. 
“Fohl actually isn’t here at the moment,” Raphtalia corrected me. 
“Indeed, my brother headed out after breakfast with the Hengen Muso Style master,” Atla confirmed. 
“What? Where could he possibly have gone that’s more important to him than being close to his sister?” I asked, somewhat meanly. 

“Well, it seems my overwhelming victory against Atla using the Raph species last night put him at ease,” Raphtalia explained. “So he headed out to learn the deeper secrets of Hengen Muso Style.” What was that muscle-head thinking? Don’t tell me our little chat the previous night had set him off. It sounded like maybe he was forgetting what was important in his desire to simply become stronger than his sister. 

Well, whatever. If he wasn’t here, so be it. 
Gaelion was staying behind, no question. Filolials were going to be involved, after all. Wyndia could sit it out too. I could take some of those from the village, like Keel, but I really didn’t want to think we’d be in need of such numbers. 
“A shame the killer whale sisters aren’t here,” I commented. 
“They’re still out and about somewhere,” Raphtalia confirmed. 
“They’re not going off wandering, just the two of them, are they?” I wondered. Could it be that the two of them actually got along? 
I had my promise to think about, so I’d have Atla stay behind. 
“Right, Atla, you can stay behind,” I decided. 
“No thank you. I’m going with you, no matter what,” she offered defiantly. Even if I left her behind, she’d probably just follow us. Very well. For a job like this, it should be fine to take her. 
“Where’s S’yne got to?” I asked. 
“She was tired from training with Atla earlier in the day and so went to bed already,” Raphtalia revealed. Teaching the ways of life force was clearly quite a burden. S’yne had been looking very tired recently. 
I didn’t want to take her along just to have her collapse. The battle with the Phoenix was coming soon too, so for now I’d just have her rest up. If she did wake up, she’d just start watching over me again. 

“Right. Looks like this is the team,” I said. Melty had brought both Filo and Ruft along. Letting him see the rougher side of filolials would bring him totally over to the Raph side. 

“Mr. Naofumi, why do you always seem to get that conspiratorial smile when looking at Ruft?” Raphtalia asked, but I chose to ignore her. 
With that, the party was formed of Raphtalia, Raph-chan, Atla, Filo, Melty, Ruft, and me. A composition much like when we’d been on the run, with a few new additions for flavor. 
And I was still a little worried that this party would be able to pull off whatever was needed. 
“Around here, was it?” I asked. It was now night, a time period during which I really didn’t want to move around much. 
The moon was up in the sky, and we were in the mountainous region of Melromarc, a place with lots of mountain paths. Filo was trotting along one such path, pulling a wagon. Just a regular wagon that was used in the village. Filo’s original wagon had been taken by Motoyasu after all, and the wagon we had used in Siltvelt and Q’ten Lo had been too large to bring back with us. It might have been possible to transport it back if we’d disassembled it into smaller parts and had the heroes all bring pieces, but come on. Didn’t that sound like a massive pain in the ass? 
“Seeing you wearing that armor, Mr. Naofumi, it feels like you’re finally back to yourself,” Raphtalia complimented my appearance. 
“You think so?” I asked. 

“It’s cool.” Ruft also nodded in agreement. Maybe the two of them shared similar sensibilities? 

“Still, having to do favors for a filolial now . . . Do I look like some kind of handyman?” I grumbled. 
“You put it off for so long, and now you’re still complaining about it?” This jab from Melty. I mean, okay, it was time to take care of this. 
“This is where we destroy the filolials, correct?” Atla sounded ready to let some serious power off the chain. 
“We’re not destroying anything, just stopping their mischief,” I corrected her. Just what was it that had made her so violent? 
“Raph,” commented Raph-chan. 
“It’s probably going to be some kind of competition, a clash between wagons maybe. I’ve just got you guys along as insurance,” I clarified. 
“Honestly, I’m more worried about the trouble the power of these weapons might cause,” Raphtalia confided in me. 
“Let’s hope that’s the only problem we have,” I responded. With a party this size, I wanted to think it would be fine. 
I was also afraid that S’yne’s enemies, or even Witch, might be behind this. 
However, it being a request from Fitoria, the chances of that seemed pretty low. Or so I hoped. 
In any case, we continued along the mountain path for a while longer. 
“Nothing’s happening, is it?” Raphtalia eventually commented. 
“I noticed,” I replied. “We’re just waiting for the bandits to find us, basically, so it can’t be helped.” This was the place, apparently. Maybe they were taking the night off? 

“Do they have a hideout or something? I mean, if they’re filolials, maybe a nest?” I wondered. 
“No idea about that,” Melty explained. Useless, honestly. It was going to be filolials, right? 
Even as I thought that, something like the light of torches appeared in the distance and started coming toward us. Trotting along, they came close at a reasonable speed, heading in our direction from the distant mountains. 
That was kind of them to illuminate themselves for us. We were using a lamp too, so they’d see us. That was likely what they were heading toward. 
Right then. Time to see who turned up. 
What? What was this? 
I looked at the incoming bandits and couldn’t help but furrow my brow. 
The dust cleared, revealing the group that had been called mountain bandits, and had been called filolials, but now looked like some kind of wagon—or more like some insane long-hauler’s pimped-out ride—glittering with Gold leaf and decorated with images of Filo. 
It was floating too. Clearly floating. I hadn’t seen anything like this since coming to this world. 
It felt as strange as a UFO showing up in a fantasy epic. 
The ones pulling this road-going travesty stopped in front of us. I made out three young girls. Feathery as they were, one was red, one blue, and one green. Meanwhile, in the driver’s seat there was— 

“It’s been a while, father-in-law. It’s me, I say, Motoyasu the street racer!” 

It was the Spear Hero, flying a flag from his spear and calling himself a “street racer.” 
 





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