Adventurers Who Don’t Believe in Humanity Will Save The World

The boss of the Tree Fighting Forest is the top species of the Tree Man, the Tree Fighting King.

Basically, it has a shape similar to that of a human as a wooden man, but its silhouette was as if it were different. It was such a vicious appearance, with tree branches tangled in supple and like lumpy muscles all over the body. Nor is the movement as stiff as a wooden man, but as gentle and fast as a bobcat. There are no signs of roughness like the relative orga in the Little Ghost Forest. It's like a samurai with a workout, a majestic stand-up.

In fact, a wooden warrior is an evolutionary figure of a wooden man who kept winning battles in the woods. The woodworkers are belligerent, and the woodworkers fight each other. We stand united against our external enemies, but in normal times we beat each other as if we were competing and increase our strength. If you say so, a wooden king was a wooden champion. Contemporary wood-fighting kings were also complacent that they were the strongest wooden men.

But.

"Chiaaaaaaaaa!

The dragon man woman's sword was relentlessly attacked by the wooden king.

A terrifying blow of a giant sword wrapped around the protection of a fire dragon.

It swings over and over again.

The wooden king desperately avoided it.

I haven't eaten a single direct hit.

It's a straight swing by the time you're stupid.

If you're a wooden warrior there, you can read the sword.

Strong enemies, but not necessarily unbeatable opponents.

But they weren't alone.

At the moment I avoided it, there was always a swordsman and a light warrior in the spot "I would definitely be in trouble if I had enemies here".

"There's a gap!

"Sora!

Behind the wooden king was slashed with a sword, and his axial feet kicked with shoes with iron plates.

The King of Wood Fights has a high defense and cannot pierce the epidermis in a semi-productive attack.

Seems like a light warrior knows that too.

The purpose is not to do damage.

Stopped.

"Ice Column Dance!

A relentlessly sharp ice-cold strikes.

Even if each and every power is weak, damage accumulates on boulders if it is taken all over the body.

And more than that, heat is taken from the body.

"Overall Healing, Robustness, Rigidity"

Yet another thing awaited that would despair the Woodward King.

In an attempt to do more damage to this one, he writes it off the moment he shows some gaps. Besides, fortified magic goes on, and the winning eye of the Wood Fighting King gets thinner and thinner.

The wooden king was bewildered.

What the hell are these guys?

If I did it, I would be too aggressive.

"... Ulalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaa!

The King of Wood Fights inspired himself.

Remember.

I am a proud wooden king.

Dominate this forest, an incarnation of violence.

I've been targeted by multiple enemies many times.

In any predicament, I have repelled my enemies.

So in that case, first.

"Shah!"

Target weak enemies and break the link.

Probably a cleric in the back.

Aiming there, the wooden king jumped.

"It's easy to read! Karan!"

"Ooh!"

The enemies moved organically as if they had foreseen the movement of the Wood Fight King.

Like a single demon with multiple heads.

At the same time that the cleric avoids directly beside him, the dragon woman is replaced and waits.

Keep your hips low and stand with a giant sword underneath.

I would be willing to slash it up and turn it vertically into two pieces.

Then call me.

The moment King Wood Fight thought so,

"Ice Column"

From his back side to his chest, it was as if sharp ice pierced the wooden king at the time of the sword.

"Gugga!?

I wasn't just pierced.

The ice erodes the body and the movement is sealed.

"... Fire Dragon Slash!

And when I realized, the body and neck of the wooden king were separated.

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By the time [Survivor] was out of the labyrinth after the Woodman Martial Forest offense, the sun was completely going down.

The sound of wild birds echoes.

It's like an owl-specific woodwind instrument.

We all started preparing for the camp, no matter who said it.

"What do you eat, Le?

"The dedication, right... all we have now are weeds, onions, duck meat. And then it's dried tomatoes. Would you like to make some labyrinth chicken?"

That's why you're not a chicken.

Kizna quickly points out, but Nick began to prepare the ingredients without worrying.

"It's fine. Tomatoes and meat are labyrinth chicken. Would a duck or a pigeon be enough?"

"Proper."

"If it's appropriate, it's delicious at all."

Right next to Nick, Karan piles a stone in a groan and throws in the branches he picks up.

Karan caught fire with his own exhale in the simple light that he had been able to do so.

"Hey Nick, how much water?

And water preparation is Tiana's role.

"He's here."

"Cool, not"

"Just keep it full in the kettle. Because I use it every time."

Copy that.

Tiana bewitched to produce water.

The kettle is poured with water.

Next to it, Nick unloaded the pan and oiled it.

There, he cuts the duck leg meat with a knife and throws it directly into the pan.

It sounded like it could be played all the time.

"Mr. Nick, I picked up the mushrooms."

"Oops, that helps...... what is that?

The mushrooms Zem brought, they looked a little bad.

Five protrusions grow from stone protrusions, as if they were human hands.

"" The Mushroom of Glory, "right? They grow near a forest shaped labyrinth, but eating it restores magic. I just picked it up."

"Oh, real ca!?

"" The Mushroom of Glory "!?

Karan and Tiana embark on themselves and stare seriously at the mushrooms.

"You two know, you creepy mushroom"

"Un, it's a luxury product, Zo. Thirty thousand dinas when it's this big."

"It's like getting out at a Miyagi dinner party. It's true that magic is restored..."

"Oh, really...? It looks gross."

Watch the mushrooms as Nick pulls slightly.

"But delicious zo"

"You just need to carve it in detail. I'm not going to stay on the rocks."

"Well, if you're going to say that much, do you want to eat... you should hang up normally, huh?

"Un"

Nick takes a mushroom stone poke and throws it in the pan as he cuts it to bite size.

Aromatic mushroom aroma, followed by sautéed wild grass and dried tomatoes.

Around enough stir-fry, the water made by Tiana was added to the pan.

When I blurt, I make a noise and the ingredients simmer.

Add salt and spices while Nick tastes them.

"Fire, okay ka?

"Oh, no problem.... Karan, you don't care about using braces for cooking."

"N? Who cares, Ka?

"There's a guy out there who says magic isn't used for cooking. You have high nose columns."

"Even though it's convenient, Na, no braces, no magic"

He was able to cook during the chat, and Nick served the dishes in each vessel.

"Do you want some? No booze, no toast."

When Nick said yes, each said a greeting for each meal.

In banquets and the like, the style of meeting a cup before drinking is well established, regardless of identity or origin, but greetings for ordinary meals vary subtly from birth to birth.

"Sakuma su"

Karan put his hands together for a pepper and a bowl of grace. It seems to be a dragon tribe-specific trick, unlike any godly courtesy believed around labyrinth cities. But for some reason, the behavior of "bowing your head" is really easy to understand as meaning apology and gratitude, and many imitate the Dragon Nation for what it takes.

"I give thanks for the grace of heaven and earth"

Zem sets his index finger and middle finger up and moves his hand to circle. Apparently by the teachings of the god of God of God Medler, "The world is circulating and you should be aware that you are a part of the world".

"A table full of harmony and joy"

Tiana greeted him in the courtesy of the royal nobility. It seems that "harmony" is honored because various sects and tribes sometimes come together at Miyagi dinner parties and so on. The word born there was the word Tiana had just uttered.

"History of the Holy King 439, rainy month 12. Supper in the camp near the wooden martial arts. Eat labyrinth chicken and bread..."

Although Kizna doesn't say hello, for some reason she has the habit of recording cooking images, dates, and a word comment on the information jewels that she builds into herself. When Nick asked him why, he said, "That's not what it's been for a long time," and he finished the conversation.

Nick doesn't particularly have those tricks either.

I don't hold it, but somehow I was imitating Karan and holding both hands together.

Because I felt like it would stick the most.

"Oh!? It's better than usual today."

"You've got dashi coming out of mushrooms too... it's true that luxury goods"

"That's right, Zo. Not quite on the market a"

"But after a job, the meal is extraordinary again."

All five of them cheek up the dish looking delicious.

Kizna is also eating satisfactorily and shabby.

"That's oddly clever. A good cook's gonna be late for his wedding."

"I don't know. Then what happens to men who work in taverns and restaurants?"

"... Speaking of which, yes"

"Isn't that appropriate?"

"By the way, Mr. Nick, earlier, remember? He taught me how to fight with wooden swords and canes."

"Oh, speaking of which, you said it. When you're done eating, why don't you try some exercise?"

"Yeah, I'll tell you what I can tell you, too."

"Helpful"

"You guys are not well... I'm getting sleepy."

"You're out of magic, Tiana. Rest."

"If you look around."

"Do you?"

"I also see eagles. Zo!

"No, it's nothing good..."

Such a soothing conversation is sucked into the night sky.

Only the starry sky and the woods watched over them.