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"You bastard. Where'd you pop off from."
All the three bandits are on horseback.
"We'll overlook it this time, piss off."
"We're busy here, ya hear us."
The third man said that while putting his hand in his hidden pocket chest.
The man grabbed a knife in the pocket. Must be planning to hurl it at Lecan once he turned around.
Lecan briskly approached the men.
One of the man abruptly galloped his horse toward Lecan.
He's raising his sword up high while looking at Lecan with bloodshot eyes.
Lecan may be tall, but a horse-riding man is taller still.
And the bandit must hold absolute confidence in his superiority afforded by his horse's mobility.
Lecan unsheathed <Sword of Rusk>.
"HAAAAAAA."
The bandit yelled out loud as he swung his sword at Lecan before he got his right sword arm cut off by Lecan.
(Hmm?)
(Quite a decent slash from a bandit.)
(The sword's pretty well made as well.)
(And their horses are good horses.)
(Are they ex adventurers?)
As the horse ran past him, Lecan's hair and overcoat fluttered in the wind.
Then the bandit fell off his horse behind Lecan.
"W-why you!"
The second bandit got enraged instead of faltering even after witnessing that scene, he went swinging his weapon around at Lecan on horseback.
This man's got an axe as his weapon. He's got a large build that goes for his horse as well.
The horse charged while making crushing-like sounds along its path. Weak willed adventurers would have lost their nerve from seeing that alone.
Lecan watched over the incoming horse with both his arms loose.
Then just as the bandit was about to swing his axe down, Lecan swung <Sword of Rusk> at terrifying speed.
The axe's handle got cut in two and the blade part fell down near Lecan.
The bandit ran his horse past Lecan and let it run for a while before slowing down and making a u-turn. His right hand is holding the grip of a sheathed sword on his waist.
Just as the bandit had his sword half drawn, the bladed part of the fallen axe Lecan had thrown hit his chest, blowing the man off his horse.
As Lecan turned around, the last bandit had already made his escape at full speed. He slowed down his horse when he got 80 steps away from the group, turned around and looked at Lecan loathsomely. He must believe he's safe there.
"<Flame Spear (Bandroux)>!"
Lecan's magic blew off the bandit's head.
He lowered his left hand.
(Shooting a <Flame Spear> with my left hand.)
(Has gotten quite precise and faster.)
Lecan turned around and stared at a distant hill.
A human hiding in a grove of trees there had been watching them all this time.
That individual turned its horse around and left. Ordinarily, you wouldn't even be able to visually confirm if someone was there. However, Lecan's physical ability has been honed in dungeons over the course of many years, it's far surpassed common men including his vision. He managed to catch a glimpse of that individual's face.
Lecan drew near the two youngsters.
"Are you unhurt?"
"Yes. You saved our lives."
The young man put his sword away and thanked Lecan. However, he kept the young woman behind him and watched over Lecan's every move vigilantly.
"I'm actually on the lookout of certain treasures."
"Eh?"
"I caught sight of you in a diner at Rotor town. I'm interested in those leg bands on your legs. They might just be the treasure I've been searching for."
"Eh. But these gaiters are something that have been passed down in our family for generations. Perhaps this is some misunderstanding."
"Look at this."
Lecan grabbed <Talisman of Darkness Demon> and showed it to the young man.
"The pattern engraved on this talisman looks very much like the ones on your leg bands."
"Oh you're right. They do look similar."
"Sorry, but could let me appraise those leg bands, those gaiters. Of course, you can keep them on your legs."
"Ah, that can't be done. <Appraisal> can't get through these gaiters."
"Hou. If that is the case that will be the end of it. But mind if I have a go?"
"Yes, well. An attempt of <Appraisal> won't hurt."
"Thanks."
Lecan took a thin wand, and kneaded mana while reciting the preliminary casting.
"O Gafra Dafra, mirror that reflects all truth, o wisdom of terminus. Clear away the arcane light of bewildering mist pointed by my wand, passed through by my mana, cast light upon its true actuality. <Appraisal>"
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<Name: Leg Bands of White Devil>
<Type: Gaiters>
<Spawn Spot: Dungeon Egis Floor 140>
<Depth: 140>
<Grace: Teleportation>
※ Teleportation: Teleport to a spot 20 steps ahead. This teleportation is unhindered by obstacles. If there are objects at the destination, the user will avoid them as they teleport. Teleport distance will be increased in such cases. Activation spell is <Zoruas Kurt Vendar>. This Grace is usable three times a day.
"T-the <Appraisal> worked? Did your <Appraisal> just work?"
"Yea, it did."
"What is that spell? I have never heard of such preliminary casting. Which school of casting is it?"
"I learned this way of <Appraisal> from a royal capital appraiser called Termin who was working at Tsubolt."
"Elder Termin! Isn't he said to be the topmost weapon appraiser in the whole kingdom. So, you're. You're a pupil of Elder Termin."
"Yea."
The youngsters have completely relaxed their guard.
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