Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 310

Returning to the village, giving additional news, and rushing to help reinforce the wooden fence with the remaining lumber, the whole day passed, but there was no time to rest.

While all the villagers, including Ciel, the mercenaries, and the adventurers gathered in the hall and raised their voices to decide the policy, I headed for the Orc settlement with Asilie once more. In the meantime, even the light of the stars was obscured by clouds, and it was not easy to distinguish an inch ahead due to the darkness that had settled down, so I had to leave Leica at home, fearing that I would get hit by my feet.

The darkness in the forest was so deep that it was difficult to even see one’s own feet, so I followed Asilier with my eyesight strengthened by using my magic power as much as possible.

While living in a cabin, I received a lot of training to move at night, but it was not an easy move because I had never moved in such a dark night.

Still, I was able to reach my destination on time by following Asilie who was guiding me. Fortunately, thanks to the orcs lighting a fire as if it were a campfire, it was much easier after getting closer to a certain distance.

After that, all you had to do was pick a tree that seemed sturdy and climb it. In the morning, I couldn’t see people hanging from bare tree branches in all directions, but now I couldn’t see them as much as we couldn’t see them.

Asilie was the first to break our short silence as we climbed a moderately thick tree and properly looked through their fence.

“It’s ridiculously large.”

“I know.”

abnormal As far as the eye could see, there were about 200 orcs outside, but it was impossible unless someone deliberately helped the orcs or really rose from the ground.

“It’s a large-scale Orc colony that’s completely outside the scouting range of cities. It’s openly artificial.”

“Hmm, to think that I would see so many orcs gathered in Isthel rather than in the Western Kingdom area…”

Could it be that the real demons used the gate to spread chaos in Itisel? There was a record of trying something like a magic bomb and getting a harpoon, so it didn’t seem strange to try to target fishermen using monsters.

“Eldy, do you see that cave-like thing in the back? Across from the bonfire.”

“Oh, I found it.”

“A group of orcs dressed like shamans just went in there. Seeing that they were carrying a lot of things, they had to go through some kind of ritual… Could there be a reason why so many orcs can be here?”

“Hmm… It’s plausible.”

I didn’t like the fact that there were at least three shamans, but I decided it was important to at least give me a chance to guess where they were. If they don’t raid us, we’ll raid there.

The more time I took, the more convinced I was that someone had a hand in it.

They also did not fully accept the situation. Unlike the roaring bonfire like a festival, there were a lot of orcs fighting each other over food around it, and such fights also looked very familiar. But other than that, there was no information to find out. It was all the more so because in the first place, the Okra monster itself was a simple existence far from secrecy and systematicity.

Just in case we wanted to observe for another 30 minutes, we watched the savage monsters to their heart’s content, so we carefully descended the tree and returned a little hastily. I don’t know anything else, but they didn’t move scouts into the dark forest, so the way back was smooth.

Returning to the village after such a short reconnaissance, I stood in front of the people who gathered at the hall and discussed with a slightly raised voice, telling what I had seen.

Responses were varied. Residents of the future drool and chatted with each other earnestly with infinitely serious faces, mercenaries tilted their glasses with sullen faces, and adventurers started to talk about something, causing an earthquake in their pupils. Hmm, standing in front of it like this, it is very colorful.

After a brief commotion, the murmur of the residents died down, and Ciel spoke on behalf of them.

“We cannot give up on this place.”

It was a reaction that I had expected to some extent, but the adventurers raised their voices with expressions of chewing shit. It was roughly dog death, dangerous, crazy, and so on, negative opinions.

It was not an easily understandable reaction. After all, they were hired adventurers, and a unit of 200 orcs was enough to be applied as an unexpected variable in the contract and could be a reason for adjusting the request without penalty. If Raviel didn’t take any special action, even if she gave up the request and went back, she wouldn’t be penalized for breaking the contract. There is absolutely no reason to deny the opinions of residents who want to remain by expressing their negative opinions as they are now.

I don’t know if it’s to prevent people from doing stupid things out of overflowing love for humanity, but the reaction is negative.

“Bosho. Aren’t you taking it too lightly that you’re not fighting right now?”

“We don’t take it lightly. We will fight.”

“Ha… you guys fight, but how long do you fight?”

In other words, there is no reason to try to overturn your opinion by making an impression like that in a situation where you can just leave if you don’t feel like it.

No, I didn’t think of it at all. If things go back like this, they’ll make less money than they expected.

Displeased with the thought that suddenly came to my mind, I splashed the hot wine I was drinking on the floor to warm myself up, then threw a wooden goblet at the adventurer who had just started talking.

Fuck! A short silence fell in the hall as the adventurer who had been hit in the head with a glass rightly spat out harsh curse words. Among them, the adventurer, who was rolling his eyes to see who had thrown the glass at him, flinched and stopped moving as soon as our eyes met.

I couldn’t help but notice that I had thrown it because I glared at him in the same way I threw the glass. Just like a guy who knows how to show a weak-willed attitude, he just can’t make any swear words or expressions full of displeasure. That look was just as ugly as the bad-headed orcs.

“If you mess with it, pack your things and go to Raviel. Do you think you have the skills to say such a thing here?

I don’t know if it was someone of the enemy class, but I’m dumbfounded when I see a guy who I don’t know whether it’s a blue or yellow level and takes out his anger on Aman. Even on a subject no different from what came along with the chance that was won?

The horo kid is also a very special horo kid. I decided to take a clear stance by looking over all of them, even those who gave off a nuance of sympathy to some extent when he was talking.

“I don’t say anything about trembling and fluttering because of my lack of skills, but it’s better to look carefully and judge where to lie down. Even though those orcs are a threat equivalent to contract adjustment, it hasn’t been confirmed yet. Since you finished quickly and came back, you seem to think of them as if they were within reach if you fell, but at your level, you’d have to run without stopping for half a day to arrive?”

Why would the orcs run all the way here from there? Instead of running, he would walk in the mood of taking a slow walk. Even if a new raiding party were to be dispatched tomorrow, considering the life patterns of those lazy pigs, it would move slowly enough to leave the sun in the middle of the sky.

What if they all move? Like those with clear limits of intelligence, they are serious about superstition and magic. I don’t know if there is no shaman, but since there are as many as three, it is safe to say that the possibility that the chief suddenly makes a sudden departure has disappeared.

No matter how fast it is, the shamans will set off only after forgetting another day while arguing about confirming the will of their great god. Even though it may be like shit in battle, it’s a joke in that area.

I didn’t bother to make assumptions based on such facts and information. It’s normal to know everyone who knows, and those who don’t know are just that level, so there’s no reason to explain.

“Some of them may have already noticed, but orcs are still just a ‘potential threat. was not convened to provide a place for bastards like you to talk freely, but rather to provide evidence and data for the residents to use when making decisions that will determine their future.”

Because they know that, the mercenaries are always indifferent. that’s a normal reaction

If you have confidence, stay and fight, if not, the reason for canceling the request becomes clear, and at the same time, you can get paid as much as you have worked so far and leave.

There is no room for emotions to intervene. It would be different if the residents accused them of being cowards, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

“Even if you can tolerate his anxiety, acting as if the world has already ended and acting like a guy who can break the contract at any time without any problems is definitely a breach of contract.

There is a level of conversation. Just like talking to people you have a business relationship with, even if you say it to 10-year-olds for 100 days, they won’t understand what you’re talking about. If you want to have a good conversation with the other person, you have to continue the conversation according to the level of the other person.

Likewise, it is right to treat those who feel intimidated and aware of reality only through violence and lust. Even if I say it politely, I can’t understand it, and it only consumes my emotions and energy with the vain belief that I’m going to come out with that posture because I’m right.

Look at that pitiful cock that pretended to be tough in front of Ciel until just now, and then right away gets his head pierced and crushed. I was so pathetic that I was clicking my tongue, but Asilie quietly pinched her arm next to me and whispered.

“Eldy! It’s like that again! What’s that to say without dignity!”

“My dignity won’t be lost just by swearing at that guy.”

However, it was a place where there was no need to imitate a knight and raise morale by pretending to be noble. It was because the residents who had the right to make decisions had a stronger will than those unreasonable adventurers.

While praying to Epaga that their will be reciprocated, the midnight meeting ended with the final decision and sharing of tasks that needed to be dealt with tomorrow immediately.

It’s a night that I miss the Gaendal party fiercely.