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165 [Altora] Those Who Sink Their Teeth In, Those Who Cannot

「Heinz from the liquor store, Walter the barrel repairman… even the regulars from our bar and the folks from the neighborhood…？」

The people who had gathered were all familiar faces, people he knew from Fancy Mina. Clad in mismatched equipment—some clearly snatched from Narshe soldiers, others dug out of storage—the men were rallying around Mina with loud enthusiasm.

「Retired soldiers, porters, carpenters, lumberjacks! I went and rounded up every musclehead in the slums I could find!」

「We can’t fight monsters head-on, but we’ll handle anything you guys miss! So go wild!」

「One monster down equals one tab wiped clean, how’s that for a deal?!」

A pitifully under-equipped and unreliable reinforcement force.

And yet, it was somehow reassuring beyond words. Altora nearly voiced his thanks, but instead raised his thumb—then turned it downward.

「That last part’s a no-go! Tabs still stand! Debts get paid—no, whatever, I’m not giving a single damn discount!!」

「You damn miser!」「You good-for-nothing jerk with