Weed Reincarnation ~ Carefully Raised in the Elf Village ~

Chapter 31-: Selfish Malice

"What the hell, you guys were ambushed?"

The bandits were in a panic as they were surrounded by countless Go-kuns.

The first person to speak up was an ordinary looking man.

He was wearing an old leather breastplate and leather boots. Compared to the other bandits around him, he was dressed very lightly and seemed out of place.

His hair and eyes were brown and inconspicuous, and his freckled face was of average appearance.

The word "mob" unintentionally comes to mind.

A man who looks like one of the many.

However, my "magic detection" told me that he was the one I should be wary of. After all, there is only one person with an overwhelming amount of inherent magic power.

What's more...

"Well, no matter.

It's not like he has an ordinary face, but he smiles like a crack.

I'm not sure what to do. It's the smell of malice that makes you puke.

A man who smiles nonchalantly in spite of the fact that he is already in a dead end situation. Of course, there was no way he had a decent personality.

"Now that you've come all this way, I'd love to play with you, but I've been busy, as you can see."

With a grin on his face, he slowly drew the long sword from its scabbard at his waist.

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

The tip of the sword he drew was pointing forward. But it wasn't pointing at us. It was pointing slightly downward, so I guess it was pointing forward, toward the bandits.

His magic power flows into the body of the sword. At the same time, the pattern on the sword began to glow with a faint light.

However, the magic power flowing through the sword does not stay in the sword. The magic power that was released further out from the sword was perceived to be entangled in all the bandits like a thread.

"I'll leave you guys to your mercenaries to play with.

"Do you think I'll let you go?"

They were not bandits, but mercenaries.

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'll take it.

This is a great way to get the most out of your business.

"Blood is fire.

But instead of answering the question, he began to chant something.

"Flesh is wood, life is an offering. My great God, the Firemaker, thy servant Kai Vickers begs thee. "My great god, the Firemaker, thy servant, Kai Vickers, begs thee to breathe fire into the wretched and weak."

Magic?

I don't know what it is, but I'm not going to let it go off without a fight.

"Wohl!

"Blade of Wind!"

I called out to him, and he responded immediately.

The invisible blade of wind magic, activated with a single word, rushes towards the mob man who is further behind the mercenaries.

The wind blade had little killing power, but it was fast and hard to avoid. It seemed to be the best choice to interrupt his chanting.

But - it was a little too late.

"Blessing of Fire."

Immediately after he finished his last sentence, flames erupted violently.

The momentum of the fire was equivalent to an explosion, blowing away the air in the area for a moment.

Naturally, the wind blade was also deformed and nullified by the blast.

"What?　　Hey, hey, what did you do to ......?"

Wal was dumbfounded, staring at the scene.

No, it's not just Wolle. Sephy, the elves, and the werewolf tribe all had incredulous expressions on their faces.

They are basically good people.

That's why they've never imagined it.

For example, magic that sacrifices the lives of their friends just for their own convenience.

I'm sure he's an asshole. ......

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Or, to be more precise, they themselves were spewing out flames.

The mercenaries had now transformed into what can only be called a humanoid form of flame.

Touching the flames spewed out by the mercenaries, Goh and the others went up in flames one after another.

I hurriedly untied Goh and the others and ordered them to stay back.

Those flames are not good.

It's not like it's a dead tree, it's not going to burst into flames just because it's been roasted by a little flame. I'm not sure what to make of this. They were supposed to be far less flammable than ordinary trees.

But it doesn't matter, the flames will set anything they touch on fire.

It's the worst match.

"Come on!　　You guys!　　Kill the elves!　　Burn the forest!"

The mob man shouted to the flaming humanoids.

The flamers obeyed without complaint, as if they no longer had any ego or consciousness left.

They stood up slowly and all of them turned to look at me.

Their movements were slow, but even just being hit by them was troublesome. And you can't avoid them without thinking. If they charged into our village, the damage would be too great.

And if we attacked it with mistletoe, it would probably burn us.

Some of them have metal weapons, but it would be dangerous to go towards the enemy that was burning furiously.

"Hahahaha!　　Good luck against those mercenaries!"

The mob man laughed loudly and said some words to agitate us before turning on his heel.

Neither the elves nor the werewolf tribe had any way to stop him.

But none of them were in a hurry.

Oh dear, I'm afraid of trust.

"'If you can't, we'll do our best, won't we?'

Wal said, somewhat teasingly.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to live up to the trust that is naturally placed in me.

But this is as good as it gets.

"Well, watch this.

I extinguished all the flames of the flaming Go-kuns, the flamers, and all of their flames....

"What?"

The flames simply disappeared as if nothing had happened.

I don't know what the law is, but the flamers fell to the ground as if they had lost their strength.

I'm not sure what the rules are, but they seem to have lost their power.

"What did you do ......?

It was hard to believe that the flames would go out even though he hadn't poured water on them.

But it's easy, to tell the truth.

I covered it with a ward. When the oxygen is gone, the flames will go out.

By becoming one with the elf village, the range of my "magic detection" has expanded to a degree befitting my huge body. I'm not sure what to make of it.

Now I can freely set upwards anywhere within a few hundred meters around the perimeter of my village.

That's why I just covered the flaming Go-kuns and the flamers with small "physical wards" individually.

"What?　　Warding?　　Sanso?　　No, more like ...... who?"

Apparently, I, too, was angry at the mob man's attitude in many ways.

I couldn't help but speak to him in telekinesis.

It's a spirit. It's the guardian of this forest and the elves.

"What?　　A spirit of the forest?"

Well, it's not a lie.

It's not a problem if it's a lie.

I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure I'm not the only one.

I'm sure you're aware of that.　　You can't run away anymore.

"What are you talking about?　　I'm sure you're not the only one.

I'm not sure what to say.

I'm not sure what to do.

I don't know if he can sense magic, but even if he could, I doubt he would have noticed. As far as I know, Sephy is the only one who can perceive what's going on in a place he's not paying attention to.

The sound of something huge crawling on the ground.

It was coming from all directions.

A huge snake-like creature, as thick as Cephy was tall, was crawling through the trees of the forest.

But of course, it wasn't a snake. Its body was made up of countless thorns.

And from a distance, they were forming a circle around the mob man.

There was no way to escape.

However, the mob man seems to be trying to resist in vain.

I poured magic power into the sword in his hand. The pattern engraved on the sword body shines. The air around it flickered like a shimmer, and the next moment the sword was enveloped in purple flames.

"The next moment, the blade was engulfed in purple flames.

I shouted as I swung my sword in the direction of the path of retreat.

Obviously, the distance between us was too far. However, as if tracing a sword line carved into the sky, the flames formed a huge blade and flew away.

It's a good thing that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this.

However, there was no way to avoid the Go-kun 2 surrounding the mob man.

However--

"Damn it!"

The flying blade of flame did not reach Go-kun 2.

In the process, it collided with my ward that was set up to interfere with its path. It seems that while it shattered the wards, it did not have the power to penetrate them.

"What?

He was not so dumb as to let his guard down, even though he was swearing.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

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The blow struck the ground with such force that it caused the earth to shake and scatter as if it were about to explode.

The shadow that stood up was huge, over three meters tall. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm not sure what to do.

"I'm not sure what to make of it.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

But that's not a sign of comfort, apparently.

I'm not sure what to make of that.

"Oh, you lowlifes. ......!　　You've got to be kidding me. ......!

The magic power that he contains is flowing into the sword in his right hand at a tremendous rate.

" I'm going to kill all of you ......!"