10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

Early morning.

Eugene's ear as she slept in the room reaches the roar of a cottage barking wildly.

I don't know what's going on, it's rare, and I groan, and Eugene snaps on Eugene and wakes up with Alice asleep off. I went straight down the stairs and headed for the garden.

Since coming to this world, Kotalou has been awake in Eugene's room, but after making a request to crusade Monster's settlement, he is sleeping in a doghouse in the garden.

"What's up, Cottaro? Anything wrong?

Eugene rushes around the garden and talks to a fiercely barking cottage. Exactly. Eugene seems to be aware of an unusual situation as well. Cottaro is a smart dog who doesn't bark in vain.

I guess I heard a cottage roar. People can also be seen coming out of the collective housing in front of the gate, at the end of a small square. The tent inhabited by the Orcs is also turned with the bass and the entrance, and Nina, the Cat tribe, shows her face.

And.

Karakara, the sound of trees hitting each other, echoes the pioneering land.

The songko that was planted outside the fence reacted.

"The number of enemies is approximately 60. Invasing on the beast path. No ambush around."

Reacting to Cotareau's voice and songko, hurriedly prepared Eugene, Alice and the pioneering people gather in front of the southern fence.

The most reported is the scourge of the former Level 3 Adventurer Party, which was in charge of vigilance during this time period. A simpler way of talking than usual represented being in a combat posture. After Naruto's alarm, it appears that the pioneering people have confirmed the enemy shadow just moments before gathering here and explored further around, with only about 20 Level 3 adventurers in the city of Plumier. He's a brilliant man. I'm not just a horny old man. I don't have a girlfriend.

"Right. Any enemies?"

"Most of them were goblins. I could see the oak about 10. Due to organisational movements, I assume there are oak leaders"

A scourge exchanges words with the leader of a former Class 3 Adventurer party. There it is, the tingling battlefield air.

"What do we do, Mr. Eugene? Chief of Defense, that's your first battle command."

A party leader who confirms the number and type of enemies turns to Eugene.

I kept my mouth shut so far, Eugene. But this pioneering defense leader is Eugene. The installation of the defensive facilities was in command, but this is the first battle to defend the land.

"Eh...... How dangerous is this?

It was an unreliable word that came out of Eugene's mouth. But the contents confirm the enemy's level of threat. One cottage barks. Yes, I think I'd like to say it's a good time. Cotareau has already reversed his hair and stripped his teeth out. It was a powerful squeal in vain.

"Ooh, that's a good question. Answer me, this is... I can afford it. If we're just going to repel him, it's enough for both of us. Pick a place where you won't be surrounded and I'll probably be the only one looking good. If we don't get away with it, we're all in this party, to the extent. If you lure her in and the lady uses this previous magic, then all you have to do is toddle her to survive, right?

It seemed easy to win.

Knowing that the numbers are high but not particularly threatening, Eugene lost her shoulder strength. Calm down and turn your mind around, what Eugene chose was a total battle of strength that was also a test. He recalled that bulletin board residents had told him that it would be better to check whether fences, traps, and scraps were effective at an early stage. Sounds like a defense captain. No, it doesn't look like it, it's real.

"Then, as planned, give me three archers. You two needles and Marc, aim from the gap in the fence with a crossbow. Then, me and Marcel, and you two, we'll wait in the front. Be careful because you use eyeball magic first. Yes, don't use magic until Alice tells you to."

To Eugene's words, Alice flutters her cheeks. I never wanted to kill a monster, but it didn't seem useful. It's not like it's bloody. Probably.

It is nevertheless a much more specific and precise instruction. Apparently, ever since he took on the head of the pioneering team, he's been working out an operation with the residents of the bulletin board he can count on. With Kevin, the battle power is growing, but up to this point, it's just like the basic plan.

Then I'll go outside and take care of the guy who ran away.

That's what I'm saying, the scout man turns his foot outside the fence. One, one, one, bark. Cottaro follows. I don't like rats, I think you're saying. A cat.

A scoundrel man who does not look back and flicker at Eugene's words: be careful. The hindsight and tricks were handsome, but he was still a single porn old man.

At the behest of Eugene, as the wife of the party leader, the bowman, Irene the adventurer who has accompanied Kevin, and Nina the Cat Clan, climb to the climb. It is a team of archers. And for some reason, Eugene also climbed to his feet and was gruesome. They're setting up cameras. It was the leeway of a mighty man to show off because of his easy victory. No, maybe I'm just still comfortable with it.

"Mr. Eugene, then we'll be careful if there are no ambushes. Then all of you who stand in front and the archers, if you're tired, say it. I'll take your place."

Kevin tells Nico as he smiles. Next to it are two dedicated escorts. He seems to be thoroughly supportive, but he says this man, avant-garde or archer, will replace him. No, I'm sure they'll let the exclusive escort do it. Even though there are two names, 'fighting pedestrians', there's no way they're that versatile. Probably.

And everyone for a while about placement.

Finally a bunch of monsters show up.

No matter how slowly the monster walked, Cottalow's ability to defy the enemy was unusual.

Waiting in front of the fence, besides Eugene, are four former third-degree adventurer party leaders and a big man as a shield, Marcel of the Dog Nation.

Eugene told Marcel to wait inside, but once his farmland had become a battlefield with monsters, and Marcel, worn out, had volunteered to fight himself.

To protect Eugene, my husband, and to avenge a monster who ruined a peaceful life. Of course, he seemed to know he was a different individual, but for a usually dear Marcel, it was a rare exorcism of hostility. Whether we need a shield to cover the Eugene on the meat wall is a different matter.

It was a herd of as many as 50 goblins who finally showed up.

Eugene swallows gokuri and spit at the power of the monsters that have become a group. Even when you hear it's easy to win, it's not the same when it comes to actually fighting with your eyes.

You recognize the human figure, the goblins stop.

Gegagging and twitching goblins.

What I heard from the rear of the goblin cracking that voice was a loud scream of fugging.

Biku and Goblin tremble and rush out to the entrance of the pioneering land as they are ready.

Apparently, the current voice was an assault order.

"I'll go! Please close your eyes at the right time!

Eugene lifts up her voice. It's like a leader putting a bunch together. No, it's a long one. The werewolf smoke of the war is Eugene's role.

Eugene exhales louder, two steps, and advances her legs toward the monster that runs over. Along with that move, the surrounding pioneers also prepare for battle.

The enemy was imminent.

"Light, light, shine! But I'm not bald!"

Eugene chants, echoing the pressing battlefield.

From around Eugene's forehead, an intense light with orientation was emitted.

Regardless of the content of the chant, the effect was tremendous on the flock of goblins who were marching forward staring at Eugene and the humans.

Even if you're blind, you can't stop the momentum you were running at full speed.

Those who stick themselves straight into backwoods with pointy tips and are pierced.

He who causes his feet to be held together, and falls and is trampled upon after him.

Who fails to notice the hole that was made of Alice's magic and falls into a trap.

It seems already miserable.

Plus.

"Mr. Tomas, I'm here!

Eugene screams toward the inside of the pioneering land.

Tomas, the woodworker who took it, and his two assistants, activate the trap they were setting.

Two ropes are pinned around the height of the leech.

One is before the Eugene's, the four waiting for the monsters. The other one is between the top and the top of the fence that intersects both sides of the road from the top.

It's a trap to roll a monster that escapes in order to roll an incoming enemy monster.

The rope strained to the height of the leech is an overly simple trap, but it was effective for goblins eating eyeballs and confusing.

Goblins, who were lucky enough not to hang from backwoods and pitfalls to keep running, are taken by the rope and roll under the four waiting in front of the fence.

Eugene and the others will take care of it.

It is no longer a task.

Plus.

"Gentlemen, an arrow!

Eugene screams again as she stabs a rolling goblin in front of her with a short spear.

Two of the needles and Marc release crossbow arrows from the gap in the fence.

Unexpectedly, the pace of firing is fast. Apparently, Kevin and two of his exclusive escorts are helping him pull the strings back.

Three archers releasing arrows from the jaws.

Adventurer Irene and cat tribe Nina focus on the goblin in front of them, and the former third-degree adventurer bowman seems to be after the rear oak. close range, and the opponent is a group. With a fishing bottle shot that places more emphasis on continuous firing than on aim, one arrow after another stands on the monster.

It was a one-sided ravage, only a scream of goblins could be heard.

Besides, Eugene keeps Alice's magic warm.

Until Cotareau with the scoundrel man who punishes the escaped monster, he still hasn't turned up.

Where the number of goblins is also running low, the oak finally moves out.

Eugene's eyeballs don't seem to be working because he was in the rear. Nevertheless, it seems that the two of them are already unable to move in the wake of the bowman's arrow.

Of the eight remaining, seven oaks line up beside each other. Apparently, it is a structure that makes rows and progresses. A little behind it is the appearance of a large oak around one with a sword with rust floating rather than a stick. That seems to be the oak leader leading this group.

The orcs increase the speed of the rush as they literally kick through the surviving goblins that are supposed to be allies.

It was powerful enough to flicker Eugene, as nearly 2m of giant bodies protruded side by side.

But.

There are still trump cards in the pioneering land.

"Alice! Magic toward the middle of the line!

Scream for Alice, who should have Eugene in the rear. And this man, unexpectedly, is calm. Because I heard it was an easy win, or because there are two former Level 3 adventurers beside each other who said, 'If it's just repelling, it's enough for both of us'? Or because of the simulation with the bulletin board residents.

Yes! Alice's energetic reply echoes the pioneering land. Are you happy to finally be of service, you seem uptight.

"Mmm! Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!

Alice's adorable voice echoes on the battlefield. It was once the magic of engraving trauma into the Adventurer Alliance Master.

The flames that flew into the mountains cross Eugene's head and land in the middle of a row of orcs that have advanced.

The flames exploded.

The gobble and the black solidification of the human form roll in two. Next to it are two medium rare oaks that give a puss and smoke and emit a fragrant scent.

The only thing that seemed safe was three oaks at both ends and one at the rear.

The aftermath of the explosion, or were you surprised that your allies were hit in no time? An arrow flies in to the orc where he stops his leg, poking at him.

It is unforgiving.

There is no mercy for monsters in this world.

He is dressed as a giant oak that can't stop his legs and increase the speed of running with goblin carcasses in an attempt to escape.

Only one, an oak leader with a rusty sword, has struck down the flying arrow, showing slight resistance.

But.

Oaks that collapse after being shot with one, one more.

Finally, the enemy becomes just one oak leader.

Glimpse with a wounded body, fugging heavenly high roaring oak leader.

You decide to be ready, ignore the arrows that fly in and poke at you and take a forward bending position.

Jade crushing special attack, sprinkling your life, at least a knife.

That's Eugene, too, saw such a will.

Eugene taking a step forward, but with one hand up, the former adventurer's party leader comes forward.

At the very least, the strongest opponent in this place. He was a Han speaking on his back. That's right, the wives are different.

One person and one gaze intersect.

And the moment they both tried to rush out.

One shadow popped out of the rear of the oak reader.

The silent leap draws a loose parabola and staggers with the oak from behind at its apex.

Hiccups and falling oak leaders. It doesn't even work with Pickle. Apparently, it has been dead-end.

The shadow was a cottage.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Cotallow.

Party leader and Eugene stared at by Cottalow.

I didn't mean to tell you that you were a jerk, but you weren't following me, anyway.

She has no mercy for the enemy. Because of the beast.