In the end --- It had passed four days before Gourry realized that he hadn't gotten the name of the black-haired man.
The young man still didn't know if he could do something, bringing his sword.
He couldn't be sure. And sometimes, he thought that there was nothing he could do.
But. Something little.
He felt that he would be able to do something little.
And on that day. He saw it on the straight street, running through the woods. A young girl was surrounded by bandits. The girl dressed as a sorceress, and she seemed to be too confident to be frightened.
--- There is no need to help ---Gourry thought.
--- But, it isn't bad to try to do something, carrying this sword...
Gourry drew his sword and said loudly.
"Alright guys. That's enough."

And the swordsman met with --- the girl.