Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

- - Zaaaaaaaaaaaaa -

My words, again trying to thank His Highness for the answer he gave to one of Lute's cases, are scratched off by the sound of suddenly blowing out strong winds and high volume tree leaves rubbing against each other.

In the hard wind standing, I can help my feet to shelter Master Gray from the rising fire powder. I thought even the water or ice shield was going to come out, but obviously in this abnormal gust I stopped because the shield would blow up before I could.

Feeling the bees and the feeling of fire powder or smoking branches hitting your body, arms or head, standing in front of the burning fire while sheltering your face with your arms to protect your eyes, the area surrounding the burning fire stirred by the strong wind is engulfed in darkness when you lose the lights all the time.

And the spirits of the wind, who took away the lights in quite a few rough industries, still insisted on something deliberately staying on the spot to warn them of something.

"Master Gray, are you all right!?

"I'm fine. Are you all right?

"That's all right."

If you ask him if he's cheap with a pop of little fireballs floating around, he strokes his chest down to look no different than the reply he immediately returned. He stared at me with a surprised look if I returned it to Master Gray, who worries about me, so I appealed to him that it would be all right while awakening Master Gray.

In fact, my body doesn't scratch as much as my clothes burned everywhere when I said I wore firepowder or smoked branches. I'm not gonna get hurt a little bit or softly. My body seems fine enough to bathe in firepowder.

"What's the wind now?"

"You're the spirits of the wind. I don't have any spirits under contract, so I don't even know what they're talking about, but they seem to be warning me of something. Though it was a mess. - Don't you dare do this."

There have been accidents where the fire has been rolled up due to the damage of the gust wind, but the signs of the spirits of the purposeful wind have seeped worry and impatience, and I can feel that they were not willing to do us harm.

I just don't know what they're talking about because I don't have wind spirits that I'm contracting directly with right now. If this were the case, I should have signed with the right spirits, but I used my skills to find out if there was any danger around me.

After checking the perimeter at [Signal Detection], he floats a fireball to illuminate his feet and heads to the tent to call Ballado with Master Gray. The fact that you didn't get caught up in my skills means there must still be a respite until something comes here that the spirits want to let you know, but you still have to figure out what's going on quickly.

This noise is unusual on boulders.

The spirits have rarely been more discerning and informed of the anomalies. Perhaps something unwelcome is happening in the woods.

After all, it was not the fault of my mind that the number of Warcraft was high.

Reminds me of the warcraft I hunted during the day, smashing my tongue small so that Master Gray wouldn't hear me.

If this is the case, Balad should have been asked to find a teacher at the time he hunted the Worrabit before lunch. Because Master Gray is also here, we should have checked it at a time when we wondered if it might be because it was deep.

That would not have been enough for the spirits to bother to come to the notice, and if we had searched for teachers at that point, we could have joined them before sundown. At least the safety of Master Grey and Seniors Leo could have been guaranteed.

If you roll up the entrance to the tent with a slightly rambling hand, irritated by your own mistakes in judgment, you will meet Balad, who was already awake. Perhaps Balad also woke up to the spirits of the purposeful wind.

When my eyes met, I nodded loudly and began to explore what was going on around me. To Ballado, I stopped speaking and woke up Seniors Leo. Jin was reaching for the spear at the time I came in, so he would wake up on his own.

"Senior Leo! Please wake up! Seniors too!

Leave the tent entrance to Master Gray and go inside. And as I spoke to Senior Leo, I woke Seniors Ljeci and Sana 'a up. Unlike Senior Leo, who woke up in one shot in response to my voice, I leave the sleepless seniors awake to Senior Leo, and I see Ballado again.

"- There's a herd of warcraft coming this way. I don't know the exact number, but I thought maybe it was close to 50. Speed and size suggest it's Scoll or Hattie."

Tensions run through the tent to Balad's words, which respond to my gaze and report.

Scoll is a warcraft that looks like a wolf characterised by golden eyes, around a meter in size in adult beasts. He makes herds with 5-10. When he becomes a strong individual, he manipulates the wind, and some causes sickles.

Hattie looks similar to Scoll, but he's a warcraft with silver eyes that look like a characteristic wolf. The point of acting in a herd of 5-10 people and the point of sickling is the same as Scoll, both sensing what's moving and the source of heat to look for prey.

Both Scoll and Hattie are warcraft classified as intermediate, where adventurers are dispatched as soon as sightings are included, and depending on the size of the herd, they are classified as advanced and the Knights move. By mistake, we students, and freshmen, are not the warcraft to deal with.

"Plus, there's one in the lead, a large individual who seems to be the head of the herd."

"............................................. Could it be Marnagarm?

Ask Balad, who stretches his face and makes additional reports, with a voice that Senior Leo seeped anxiety into.

Scoll and Hattie, who tend to think that the same race name is fine because there are no significant differences other than eye color, are academically considered separate species. Because, except in certain special cases, the two races do not mix to form a herd, and it is Scoll who acts during the day, and Hattie and each other's activity time is completely different because of nocturnality.

And when the two races mix to create a herd, it is Marnagarm, an individual who has grown up to be the Demon King, who brings together the two races that normally never meet.

Marnagarm has gold and silver odd eyes, although his body is about two or three times Scoll and Hattie. He is a demon king with some literature that says he used more advanced wind magic than Scoll and Hattie and ran through the sky.

"My skills only show the approximate size, so that's it............ But from the way the spirits of this breeze are blurring, it seems that there may be Marnagarm or individuals close to it."

"Seriously..."

"" No!?

"- It's not there."

To the words of Ballado, who replied so to Senior Leo, Senior Leo holds his head just to say that it sucks, and Seniors Ljeci and Sana scream as they hold hands together.

I immediately denied Balad's words because I felt the tension and anxiety in the tent grew much higher in their condition.

"" Is it true!? Brother Doyle ""

"Demon King, that's not what you're looking at, and if there's a herd of Marnagarm out there, there's no reason it won't catch you when you look down, is there?

"" So, right? ""

"Naturally. But even without the Demon King, Scoll and Hattie are not the warcraft we're dealing with, so let's get out of here."

"" Copy that!!

Encourage me to prepare to escape while further affirming the words of the twin seniors who sparkled my eyes at my words that I denied. Seniors Ljeci, who relieved themselves of my words and relaxed their expressions, began to pack their bags according to my words, even though they were slightly anxious.

Even so, sometimes they were originally in the camp, and they just make it easier to use magic pills for fighting rather than packing their bags.

Think about the Scolls coming here soon, looking at the seniors who began to rush away and prepare to flee.

To be honest, there will definitely be Marnagarm or about to become. Balad's words and the fact that if the time now is Scoll near dawn, it is the time before he wakes up and Hattie before bedtime, plus the warnings of the Spirits of the Wind earlier, all of which make the presence of the Demon King glimmer, but don't let it out in your mouth.

There is no need to express an honest opinion and make even more anxious those seniors with ballads or anxious looks that made their faces strong.

"Dear Doyle, but -" Ballad ""

But Ballad, protected by the Spirit of the Wind, didn't seem convinced by my words earlier. Well, naturally. Because Ballad with the protection of the wind has a clearer sense of these spirits' whining, worries and rushes.

Ballad was trying to advance to me in a hurry when he denied the possibility of the Demon King. But it's just gonna be a hassle for seniors to notice here, so I'll block Balad's words before they do.

"It's okay."

"Not so!

"I know, I'm fine"

Repeat to me that you're okay with Ballado, who's in a hurry.

"You'll be anxious too, but don't worry, Master Gray, you and I will protect you."

"Dear Doyle -"

"In the meantime, don't give the seniors any extra anxiety. I don't care if they make a scene here."

I dare say pale in a small voice, looking closely at Balad. And if I told him again, "I'm fine," Ballado pulled Stone and his shoulder out of his shoulder after he opened his eyes.

Having decided that Ballad was going to be all right now, I asked Ballad even more to grasp the trends of the Warcraft as I lurked my voice.

"So how much further is the distance? Are you coming straight over here?

"………… it is approximately 2 km. There are several individuals moving in separate directions in front of the herd, so it doesn't look like they've found this one yet, but I was wondering if it's only a matter of time before they find it because there are no creatures other than us nearby that stand out - -! Master Doyle! The fire."

"It's okay because it's gone. Ballad, you get out of the end tent and look for the teachers. - Jin! You protect Master Gray and Ballado outside! Yeah, the seniors want you to do something, so stay put."

It still seems disturbing, but I still instruct everyone to listen to Balad's report, which is much calmer than it was earlier.

Then I turned around and checked with Master Gray, who was waiting outside the entrance, and nodded away from the tent, so I urged him to go outside to acknowledge and receive Balad and Jin.

And when I dropped off Ballado and Jin holding the spear, and I applied the finishing touches to the tent while giving instructions to the remaining seniors Ljeci, Sana and Leo, respectively, I would also take the seniors away from the tent to rendezvous with Master Gray and the others.

If I left the tent, His Royal Highness and Jin were waiting with weapons. Balad, who is between them, meditates on his eyes and quietly explores the signs of the teacher.

"- There you are. It's three miles southeast of here."

I pound my tongue unexpectedly at Balad's words and swallow it all the time. Considering the strength of the Leo seniors, from here to the teacher, it went very well and cut by about an hour. Avoid it if you think about meeting a warcraft along the way, it will always take at least an hour to fight.

Given the speed and distance of the Scolls, it would be tough to escape.

Jin, you take the lead.

"But"

"You make your way with a spear. I don't even need to retrieve the material. All warcraft encountered using attribute spears proceed with annihilation. And then there's the trees that are going to be crippled."

"Whoa. Hattie and the others are fever-sensitive demons, right?

"So instead of Jin, I extinguish the fire about the rear end. It should be most efficient for Jin to clear the way, and for Master Gray and seniors to rush through the path he did, and for me to turn it off before the Scolls can sense it. Right, Master Gray?"

".................. I guess that would be best"

"Let's hurry, then! Scoll and the others will catch you if you hang around."

"Okay. - - Seniors Leopardo followed me, Robe, Lyeci and Sana 'a, with Jin at the forefront. I'll take care of the back, Doyle."

"Of course. - Let's go"

Run out about the back of Ballads and seniors queued according to Master Gray's instructions while seeping in anxiety. I was prepared to have a long, long day today, bathing in the morning sun as I began to peek into my face.