I who got fired from the S class adventure party worked as a support, want to have a slow life by becoming an alchemist - Chapter 14

Translator: NovelMultiverse

I’m Gantez. Well, I’m sure you know who I am, but it’s good to meet you.

At the Adventurer’s Tavern in the King’s Central City, a welcome party was being held for Attacker Gantez, the newest member of the S-ranked Adventurer’s Party “Hazerushippu Blastwind”.

He was twenty-eight years old. He was as large as the party’s ‘defender’, the Holy Knight Raymond, and the large scars that ran vertically across his skinned head and face emphasized his intimidation.

Compared to the brave Roland, who was not blessed with a physique and had a boyish face, he was a very powerful and good-looking man for an ‘attacker’.

“You are reliable. Haha, I’m sure you are stronger than Slay~”

The bandit Bridget praised Gantez in good form.

“…… ah? This Slay guy was a ‘supporter’, right?　You deserve to be stronger than that guy!”

That statement caught Gantez’s attention and he glared at Bridget.

“Gantez~ I didn’t mean it in a bad way. I meant that I was right to dump Slay and let you in!”

Bridget didn’t mind at all and poured herself a glass of wine to get Gantez on her feet.

It’s a touchy situation, but she is really insensitive to this kind of crisis. Her nimbleness in this phase may be one of her talents in a way.

There are signs of this when adventuring as well, and she doesn’t pay any attention to the fact that she is often rescued by Slay and Lloyd the Great Gray Wolf Direwolf.

Henry couldn’t help but wonder what kind of feeling she was processing in that area.

“Heh, that must be it. I’m sure there’s no one in the world stronger than me, not just Slay,” he said. I’m going to be the main attacker of the …… party, so take a look at it. It’s not a good idea.”

It’s a good thing that you’re able to get your hands on a few of the most popular pancakes.

However, his strength is not an ego, but rather a warrior who is probably one of the ten strongest warriors in the entire kingdom, even if ‘there is no one in this world stronger than me’ is a bit of an exaggeration. This axe-handling warrior named Gantez was a famous ‘attacker’ in the King’s Central City area, in both good and bad ways.

He was known as the “Berserker” because of his ferociousness in smashing his battleaxes into the monster until it was reduced to fragments, even if he was wounded.

It turns out that there is another meaning to that nickname. As we saw earlier, he is quick to fight and is usually violent and unpredictable. It seems that there are several bars that are banned in the Central City.

“…… gantez. I’m the main attacker of the party.”

Suddenly, Roland poked and prodded Gantez as he stared at him.

It was hard to say whether Gantez’s decision to single-handedly call himself the main attacker was intended to be a provocation to Roland, but at least there was no doubt that Roland saw it as a provocation.

The fact that he was drinking more than usual was probably a factor. The unusually deep drinking could be partly due to the fact that Saint Elia’s attitude towards Roland had become blatantly cold in the days since Slay had left.

I’ve been wondering. …… I wonder which of these two will take a side role.

A party with two “attackers” is often naturally divided into a main attacker and a side attacker.

The main attacker is the attacker who is mainly in the front line of battle. This is automatically the case in a one-man team, but it is different when there is more than one attacker.

The side attackers mainly act as support for the main attacker. They can act as a check and balance, guiding the main attacker to finish the job, or sometimes they can take a step back and stop the enemy from heading to the rear guard. In a sense, this is a position that requires more intelligence and skill than the main attacker, who only needs to fight incessantly.

There is usually only one main attacker who is the ace, but there is usually one who is the top and one who is the bottom.

But it’s not a matter of which one is higher and which one is lower. If you ask me if there’s no honor in an irresistible side role, that’s not true at all.

If you think there is superiority or inferiority, that’s a matter of personal thinking.

As for Henry, I did think Roland was better suited to a side attacker. He is more agile, and I believe that he can use his wits and skills to fight better than the power-type Gantez.

However, if the role is to stop the rear guard, Gantez, who has an excellent physique and seems to have a good aptitude as a wallflower, may have the advantage.

Henry thought that this arrangement was a matter that should be decided by the two S-ranked ‘attackers’ without the amateurs meddling in it.

However, both of these two men seemed to be my strongest.　

”Ho. It’s a good thing that you have the blood of a brave man in your veins,” he said. I’m interested. It’s convenient to be an attacker with such a poor physical appearance.”

“…… what. Gantez, say that again.”

For a moment, I could see the killing intent in Roland’s eyes. That’s what he usually did when he had a monster in front of him.

“Whoa, if you say you’re going to do it, I’m ready whenever you are.”

Gantez provokes Roland with a clanging of his fists.

‘Well, well, well!　Roland and Gantez don’t fight with each other on this table!　Let the sparks fly on the battlefield. Why don’t the two of you fight over the outcome of the battle and decide!”

Bridget said something nice about the tone of the situation, soothing them both.

It was nice that she stopped them, but the way she stopped them wasn’t a good one. The reason was that if they were both fighting for the outcome of the battle, there was a good chance that they would lose their attention to the rear guard.

As the theory goes, Henry wanted to have one of them turn to the side and take a bird’s eye view of the whole situation.

Henry fiddled with his single pair of glasses with a pale look and looked at Holy Knight Raymond.

He was usually the oldest, and he was the one who stopped the fight. And he was also the only person in his age group who seemed to be able to keep Gantez in check.

But Raymond was silently drinking a shot glass of fire whiskey. He has no qualms about it, and from a more perceptive point of view, he seems to want more of a fight.

I know why they don’t stop. The other day Roland and Raymond were in a delicate mood.

The cause was probably the infatuation with Saint Elia.

Apparently, even after that banishment of Slay, there was an argument in the tern, and I haven’t seen Roland and Raymond having a conversation since that day.

Continuing on, Henry looked at Elia, who was involved in a dispute that disregarded the person’s will, but she had a somewhat boring and expressionless expression.

There was no light in her eyes. She hadn’t reacted at all to the fight between Roland and Gantez just now. It’s as if she’s telling you to go ahead and do what you want.

Normally she was ladylike, but I remember her being a little cheerful and in a good mood during the banquet.

It was probably because Slay was there. And he hasn’t recovered from the shock of Lloyd’s departure, which he used to love so much.

I wish I could do something about it, but her true feelings were the only thing I could do about it.

…… Maybe it’s worse than I thought it would be.

Henry realized that he was not good enough. He was praised as a wise man and a genius, but he lacked the ability to lead.

There was an option for him to leave when Slay left, but he didn’t. But he didn’t do so. But he didn’t, because he didn’t know if he would be able to form a party of this caliber again.

He’s an indecisive and indecisive character. He was tired of it, as far as I was concerned.

He would have to see if the party could work for a while, but if the gears just wouldn’t work, he might have to be prepared to give his opinion at the risk of being resented. That’s what he was thinking about.