Homeless Tensei: Isekai De Jiyuu Sugiru Majutsu Jisoku Seikatsu

Stepping into the mountains gives the impression that trees and weeds grow and dim.

I felt no heart or chills, and the mountain forests of the other world were giving me suspicious air.

"Whatever's out there, it's not weird."

"That's right. This mountain has long been known as the residence of Trent. Even grown men can't get in there alone."

The flare replied remains holding the pero. Come on, I want you to let him go.

"Wait a minute, I can hear you..."

Elna moves her long ears pimply.

Skills Thanks to hell ears, but boulders are elves called forest dwellers.

I feel more reliable than usual.

She started walking along the mountain path through the woods with Nong et al.

Two, I heard corn in my ear, corn and noise.

Someone must be cutting a tree.

I am not a mountain grower, but there is something I feel nostalgic about when I say the sound of cutting trees.

"Looks like we're fighting. Let's meet up."

"Uhm, right"

Walking out in the direction indicated by Erna, about four men were fighting something about three meters.

There are two thin arms growing on the surface, which should also be called burnt brown.

The head was stocked with green foliage, and where there would be feet, there were cuneknes and roots.

No eyes, no mouth. However, I immediately thought it was Trent.

"Damn! This guy's tough!

"Hurry up! You can't keep this guy here forever!

The three men had roped Trent and were desperately trying to keep him on the spot.

The other grips the axe and punches the blade hard around Trent's waist.

Each time the corn, the corn and the light noise wooded.

It just doesn't feel like the blade is going any further than I thought.

Non looks at the situation and decides he should help.

"Erna and Pero go to the rope, and Noon will cut you down with an axe and show you"

"Okay. But if you don't think you can, speak up, because I'm gonna magically blow Trent away."

"Wow."

"Then shall I pull the rope with Master Pero?"

When each grasped the role, he rushed to the men.

"Get out of there, I'll cut this guy down now"

"Oh, oh..."

Speaking to the woody man, he honestly backs off, surprised by Noon.

Trent has a width of about 70 cm. The wound there is about 5 mm.

Obviously Trent's defense is winning.

Non stood the steel axe on his back toward Trent.

The body is 50 cm long and double-edged. The pattern was as long as ninety cm and the grip was worn out because it was used up.

Still, beautiful steel colors are alive and dull and reflect sunlight.

Morgan, I need to borrow your weapon.

When I shook the axe up like a golf club, I slapped the axe on Trent exactly as if he were going to play golf.

The sound of unfamiliar ears echoes, and the full body devours deeply into Trent's body.

The current blow cut me by about half. I wasn't putting that much effort into it......

When I pull out the axe, I cut in again, just like I did earlier.

Trent was disconnected and stopped moving without even mentioning a scream. He must be dead.

"You're amazing! Who the hell is that?

The woody man I was watching behind me smiled and spoke to me in surprise.

"Nong and the others came on request, a party called Homeless. He seemed handy, so he let me help him on his own, but did he embezzle his prey?

"No, no, thank God you guys came. It was a tougher Trent than I imagined, and I was in trouble."

"Tough Trent..."

Non's appraisal of Trent from the point of interest reveals why the wood dust was clumsy.

[Appraisal Results: Trent (Variant Species): A special individual born of a mutation. Stronger and stronger than Trent in general. Very good as wood]

[Status]

Name: Trent (Variant)

Race: Trent

Magic Attribute: Soil

Mastery Magic: Rockball, Rockwall

Mastery Skills: Hardened (Intermediate), Leg Strengthened (Intermediate), Plant Manipulation (Primary)

Non acquired hardening, leg strengthening and plant manipulation by picking up skills.

All of them seem to be useful skills, so I said it was a big gain.

"By the way, where are the fangs and the dots of the earth?

Speaking to the dusty man, he pointed around the top of the mountain.

"The fangs of the earth took the men of the village to the top. They say there's been a Trent's nest there for a long time."

"Trent's nest?

"Oh, Trent looks like a plant, but this is still a clean warcraft. These guys say when the spawning time comes, they gather in the nest and lay a ton of eggs. There are a lot of them this year, so there are rumors that something's wrong with the nest."

"So you headed for the nest..."

Talk fast if you know what's going on. All you have to do is take Trent down and head to the top.

"All right, we'll go to the top, too. By the way, what are we gonna do with this Trent?

"Never mind. We'll take him to the village. I'm sure it'll be good wood."

When the wooddusts took on Trent, they began to descend the mountain path with eh eh eh eh eh.

Let's call it a pretty mountain man.

When Nong and the others start walking down the mountain road again, two Trents emerge.

He wields a thin arm and moves slowly as he grabs the ground with his roots, his feet.

Is it as fast as people walk? It's really late.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but Trent's a slow leg..."

"Instead, your arms and grip are pretty good. I've also had my arm grabbed at an early age, but it was fractured and hard on my eyes"

Erna and Flair are having a conversation watching Trent.

"Wow!

Pelo, who jumped out of Flair's arm, rushed out to Trent.

When you disturb the two Torrents with a handsome move, you bark at Noun.

"Nice one, Pero! Keep it attractive!

While Pelo draws Trent, Non turns his left hand toward both of them.

Skill yarn generation and yarn manipulation are used.

When the white thread jumped out of the flat of his hand, he tied it to a tree near the winding around to the two Trents.

Raging Trent can't move due to tough threads.

"Wow!

Pelo jumped into Non's arms.

He licked his face with a pepper and said, "Good luck!" He seems happy.

"Well done, Pero. The training was fruitful."

"Wow!

When Noh lowers Pelo to the ground, he sets up an axe and toads to the two Trents.

The axe that swung down cut off the whole thing with one blow, and the second shot killed the other as well.

I cut it and found out, but it's pretty brittle compared to the earlier mutant species.

I was a little surprised this was a common Trent.

"A blow to Trent means Lord Tanaka is strong."

"I just want to say yes, but I can't be alarmed. We still have enemies."

Cautioning everyone first, Noon rolls the murdered Trent down the mountain path.

This way, the villagers who discovered it will take you to the village.

Before the walking beasts again, a warcraft appeared that I had never seen before.

My whole body is dyed dark green on my childlike body.

The skin was as crusty as an old man's, and I got the slightest impression of it.

My nose is pointy long ahead like a teng. Then the eyes are three white eyes.

The head has no hair and is tufted. The clothes are just wrapped around the waist with thin, dirty cloth cuts.

He was an impressive warcraft that made me think he was a very bad man at first sight.

"Aguuuuuuu..."

Pour out your fangs and be hostile.

Non immediately used the appraisal.

[Appraisal Results: Goblin: Low intelligence and low physical ability. One theory says it is a subspecies of the racial race, but it has so far been recognised as a warcraft. disgusted by women with orcs]

[Status]

Name: Goblin

Race: Goblin

Magic Attribute: Soil

Mastery Magic: Rock Ball

Mastery Skills: Arm Strength (Primary), Hazard Detection (Primary), Forced Pregnancy

Hmmm...... very ugly warcraft.

The same is true of appearance, especially the skill of forced pregnancy, etc., which is vicious.

I can also understand why women don't like it. That's an unmistakable vermin.

"Fireball!"

The moment Erna screamed, about ten centimeters of fireballs were ejected from the cane.

The fireball hits directly into the face of the goblin, blowing the upper part above the maxilla. Looks like an instant death.

"You have no mercy..."

"Of course! Goblins are women's enemies! Disgusting!"

"Exactly! Goblins should be eradicated!

Erna and Flair seem to have a strong aversion to goblins.

If there were numerous goblins here and elsewhere, it would have been turned into a sea of blood by the two of us.

Non used his skill pickup to gain arm strength enhancement, a Goblin skill.

Forced pregnancy comes through because I can't think of a scene to use it. What you are looking for is skills that will help you fight and live.

Non and the others then went for the summit while fighting the monsters and finally reached the top of their purpose in about four hours.

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"I think this neighborhood is at the top...... Erna, can you hear anything?

Speaking to Erna, she piques her ears and explores the sound.

"There's a lot of fighting ahead. Maybe, but they're struggling."

"Did the fangs of the earth and the villagers find Trent's nest?"

"I think so. Let's go help him."

And as they relied on the sound to draw away the grass, they reached the place where they had opened.

It was the pond that jumped right into my eyes. Transparent and pale.

Ruins existed in the centre of the pond. An old stone building is about to decay.

"Damn! This guy's unusually tough! Bouncing the axe!

"Dal! Hurry up! We can't contain it anymore!

In the heart of the ruins, several men were stretching out to their larger Trent opponents, as many as ten meters.

I'm pulling the rope from left to right with the rope attached to Trent. The opposing Trent was also wielding thin arms and rampant.

It's one man trying to defeat Trent.

He is supposedly about one hundred and thirty centimeters tall, but he is a disappointed adult man.

The blushing redhead has a rich mustache on his mouth. The body was equipped with iron armor and a single-bladed axe was held in his hand.

Every time a man swings his axe down to Trent, he hears a tall noise.

It is a hard sound as if the metals had met each other.

Still, Trent's body has about five centimeters of scratches.

"It just doesn't look like Trent."

"Sounds like it."

In response to Flair's words, Non uses a skill appraisal for the big Trent.

[Appraisal Results: Bloody Trent: It is the upper species of Trent and is very hard and large in body. Co-feeding practices that accelerate the development of Trent and transform it into its own nutrients have been confirmed. The name comes from the fact that the body is red as blood]

[Status]

Name: Bloody Trent

Race: Bloody Trent

Magic Attribute: Soil

Mastery Magic: Rock Ball, Rock Arrow, Rock Wall

Mastery Skills: Hardened (Advanced), Leg Strengthened (Advanced), Plant Manipulation (Advanced)

"Apparently, that warcraft is Bloody Trent."

"Huh!? Bloody Trent!?"

"You know what?

"Know it or not, Bloody Trent is a famous warcraft in the Elf Country! The numbers are small, but when they show up, they increase Trento and attack cities and villages!

According to Elna's story, Bloody Trent seems to be an advanced warcraft.

It's a hassle because he says he won't even take extraordinary pulls if he's just defensive. Whether or not the attack of Non works.

"Do you want to help them for one second?"

"Yeah, I like that."

As they rush out, they cross the bridge that leads to the ruins.

As soon as he joined the men, he joined the members pulling the rope.

"Who are you people!?

"Non La is an adventurer who was asked to exorcise Trent in the village! This place helps for a moment!

"That's true! Sometimes the village chief's got a crush on you!

One of the villagers pulling the rope called out, so I explained the situation, but the village chief is not admired much, I laugh bitterly.

More than that, the line with Trent seems to be quite heavy labor.

Trent was moving slowly but forwards, despite over a hundred people pulling from left and right here too. Probably because of the skill leg enhancement being used.

Then Noon can't be a man if he doesn't show his seriousness.

Using skill arm strength and leg strength enhancement, Trent began to fall back, albeit slightly.

"Awesome! Trent's starting to get pulled after this brother gets here! Hey, fangs of the earth! Cut it down quickly!"

"Ugh! I'm desperate to cut this one too! Too hard for the blade to go at all!

The men scroll faster, but the attack on the man with the axe didn't look like it was working.

If this doesn't reveal, Noon releases his hand from the rope.

"Oh, hey! How could you let go of my hand!?

"Don't worry, I'll make you win."

Non uses skill tweezers.

The sight showed a vast green dot, and Noon went with his fingers to poke the dot on the men's backs.

It's a physical strengthening bump. This will buy me some time first.

"Whoa, whoa! What the hell? Ah! Bimbin ', you're gonna get some power!

"Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull!

The villagers, strengthened in strength, retreat Trent in a whimpering momentum.

Meanwhile, when he grips the axe, he moves to Trent's feet.

"Damn! You can't cut it at all!

"Hey, take Noon's place."

Pushing the man with the axe to the side, Noon now waves the axe down.

When the sound of a go-on metal cut wooded, a cut of about fifty centimetres deep was made on Bloody Trent's torso, which was about five meters across.

"Are you serious..."

I hear voices behind me, but Noon now seriously waves down his axe.

It sounded gowny, and the axe cut into the center of Trent.

I think it's because of the simultaneous use of skill enhancement and leg enhancement, but also because of the high level of basic abilities.

I would say that homeless mutants are not a homogeneous species.

Pulling through the axe, I wave the axe from a little below where I cut it, this time to cut it up.

Logging trees is more than just cutting. By triangulating the incisions, you make sure that only the weight of the tree falls.

Non also decided to imitate it and defeat Trent.

"Huh!

Cutting the axe into Trent's leg part, he managed to make a triangular decision.

Mekki mekki and Trent begin to fall in the chosen direction.

When the men let go of the rope, they scattered in the opposite direction from the direction of falling.

Bloody lying on the floor of Dorn and the ruins - Trent stopped being as picky as a lie about all that rambling around.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The villagers gave up the ambition of victory.

They beat Bloody Trent, the advanced warcraft.