Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 492

As I ran, a group of wild ogres appeared.

I believed that I would be able to widen the distance without having to check them because their run was not fast, but the guy with one eye blown out threw a huge stake that looked like he was carved out of wood like a javelin and obstructed my path. I had to go and break the pot.

After fixing the two hands of the pair of eyes with a sword as if nailing them, and using the power of Lumings’ helmet to break the head with a headbutt, the other ogres ran away without looking back, and Carl Kansi looked at me as if he wanted to see all the crazy people in the world.

The forest was thick and I moved on foot, and this time goblins and orcs appeared.

It didn’t appear separately, it really appeared at the same time. However, even that has emerged as a structure between a ruler and a subject rather than a competitive structure in which they fight each other. Under the circumstances, it seemed that the orcs were using goblins as meat shields.

He even tried to hunt by making full use of the siege net. This time, the goblins’ heads broke the heads of the orcs for a long time before they escaped. I was surprised by the fact that the goblin’s head was harder than I thought, and Carl Kansi looked at me as if he wanted to see all the crazy people in the world.

I had packed up a campsite and was camping, but now a troll appeared.

yes fuck, troll. A real troll! The ground shuddered, so I thought the fuckin’ ogres were fucking again, but it wasn’t the bald-headed ogre that appeared while crushing the trees, it was a troll as big as them and with a lot of hair!

In fact, Carl Kansi, who has a good nose, already figured out that he was a troll and asked me to leave, but I couldn’t understand the feast of this ridiculous monster parade, so I just decided to wait and see him come, and in return I had to get a deep blow. .

The reason I couldn’t fall in even though I knew it would happen wasn’t just because I didn’t want my condition to be ruined by going back on the road or not sleeping.

I couldn’t stand it because it was so fucking hot.

However, this time there was no harvest at all. There was no need to worry about vigils just by sprinkling troll blood all over the place. Carl Kansi’s eyes, looking at me as I dropped him at the camp, cut off his neck, brought only his head, and spattered blood around me, looked strangely calm and similar to those of a liberated man.

It’s the third day, hoping that the unpredictable days will continue like that.

“Guest, I’ve been asking around for a while while taking a break…”

Carl Kansi opened his mouth while waiting for dinner after arriving at a village with an inn.

It was a town of its own size, so it was a luxury that I could enjoy thanks to the decision to stay overnight even though I arrived around noon.

“There was a group of famous monsters in this area, but they suddenly disappeared or were found dead.”
“It’s not surprising. You seem to encounter monsters more often than normal animals.”

It’s ‘like’ because I like the words, but it was close to the fact that we actually arrived here dealing with more monsters than wild animals. Still, since it was a story that Carl Kansi picked up, we thought it might be an anomaly that we couldn’t overlook, and when we listened, he continued talking with a subtle smile.

“The ogre group led by the one-eyed Opol was scattered, the orcs who raided the goblin colony and used it like soldiers disintegrated, and a troll that blew up about five villages was found dead. Even the adventurer’s guild reported that Rumors must be spreading very quickly.”
“What kind of monsters have names and are famous…”

I quenched my throat with water and tried to answer reflexively, but something was strange and I stopped.

One-eyed? A goblin and orc combination? troll?

“Aren’t all the monsters here shaped like that?”
“If that’s the case, there wouldn’t be many more villages.”

It was hard to understand at first, but after traveling for three days and seeing and hearing things, it was an understandable explanation now.

Even in this village right now, most of the people who seem to be demons and not much different from humans are the majority. Even those who could be called vigilantes or soldiers would only be orcs. Even so, the reason they can maintain the village in its own scale is thanks to objects called barrier crystals that are working hard on the edge of the wooden fence.

At first, when I heard that all four directions were monsters, I wondered if this place was really a demon cave… but the reality of the demon spirit was a little different. I didn’t know it because most of the ones I’ve dealt with so far were warriors, but the characteristics of the demons were not in their strong racial values, but in the generalization of magic that originated from them.

Even a child who plays with a stick in this town, if you give him a few fairy tales and ask him to use magic, he will know how to use at least one little light magic.

Of course, if you repeat that kind of thing without professional knowledge, it’s the same that magic can run rampant and cause chaos, so even if you fail, you use only the level where there is no problem, but the key is that you instinctively have a little sense of using magic as well as magic power. In this respect, I wonder if it is closer to the Balaur who know how to use magic from birth rather than the Human who must thoroughly learn the theory.

The boundary crystal was derived from it and sublimated into an indispensable object in daily life.

Crafting can only be done by wizards who have mastered specialized knowledge, but any demon can use it. When installed and infused with magical power, it scatters signals within a certain range as if spreading a frequency to chase away insects, making monsters avoid it.

It is necessary to constantly inject magic power at regular intervals, but since any demon can do it, there is no burden. Thanks to that, even a village with few people who knew how to fight properly could be maintained to some extent.

Because of the limited information, when I was in Ethiel, I wondered if the demons would catch orcs for morning exercise and hold an ogre slaughter party during the village festival, but it wasn’t like that.

As Carl Kansi said, people’s lives were all the same everywhere.

“What should I do? If I don’t want to stand out, can I change the route now?”

Even though I had only been with him for a few days, Carl Kansi keenly grasped my intentions. That’s probably why they let you know that this story is going around. If he continued to do this, he would have wanted to consider a lifetime contract depending on the situation, but that’s an afterthought.

“Then how long is the delay?”

What matters is time.

To be honest, it was a bit frightening that rumors about the head of a monster bursting every day spread faster than expected, but it’s none of my business whether or not the rumor spreads after contacting the saintess anyway.

“Well… if you can’t do it, three days or four days?”
“If I don’t go back, when can I arrive?”
“Three days. Under the assumption that there are no variables.”

Carl Kansi’s answer, which came back without a moment’s hesitation, seemed to contain certainty that it was not a lie, so I also took the food brought by the waiter and put it on the table and said firmly.

“Go on like this. If you cut it down to two days, I’ll give you half the amount you paid so far.”
“…A very mouth-watering proposal, sir. Can’t you just throw it away because you don’t want to pay?”

He couldn’t tell if he was licking his lips at the pile of food piled up like a mountain or thinking about the money he would receive, but Carl Kansi laughed very satisfied.

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Deoni Bire, who had somewhat finished his hectic day at Epagasierra in Rengi, signed the last bill and leaned back on the back of his chair.

It was funny how she still needed her signature to proceed with orders and agenda even though the day she would abandon the city and the church was approaching, but it was not a relaxed situation to lament over it, so she felt sick from overwork. He just closed his eyes for a moment and let out a deep sigh.

After pausing for a long time, Deoni opened her eyes and inadvertently moved her gaze to the piece of horn placed on the side of the table.

There was still no revelation.

Even the person who came with a piece of horn, claiming to be the contact of the empire, could only send information unilaterally, but could not receive it, so it is unknown how Etisel and the empire decided to respond.

Even now outside the city, followers of evil spirits are attempting attacks, desecration, and disturbing the sanctuary, and the situation is not improving at all as expected.

When judged soberly, the situation is hopeless. Even so, if it were a situation where she would be martyred alone, Deoni would have done so willingly and without any impatience.

However, the life on her shoulders right now is thousands of units. It does not end with martyrdom alone.

Even if you are confident in your faith, it was natural to worry countless times a day about whether this was the right decision, and it was actually like that. But in the midst of that, if you see and touch the horn fragment that was definitely part of yourself… You feel a strange sense of relief and feel optimistic that it will work out somehow.

“A revelation… is it?”

It was a proposal that was not bad for those who turned the demon army into an enemy. Humans will definitely accept it.

However, that alone did not allow them to cross the demonic territory and join the human race. The process will never be easy, and in the worst case, more than half of the people may die.

Even those who decided to agree with the church are secretly calling this operation the ‘last pilgrimage’.

Even so. Looking at it, I feel a sense of comfort that I don’t know why.

“…please light the way to defeat those demons.”

No matter how many times I repeated it for confirmation, this must be a revelation.

Deoni prayed quietly as she sat by the moonlit window.

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