Din no Monshou (WN)

"... ugh, ugh"

Already a few hours from the cow car departure.

I had put up with puking, but the limit was finally coming.

No offense, I thought it would be as easy to contain as a poor baseball team.

It was sweet.

They're a major leaguer punch force.

If I'm a little alarmed, I'm going to try to send you back a stretcher with a pitcher.

No. I can't get used to the sickness of eroding this gut no matter how many times I go through it.

I'm passing through a desolate plain, so I rock in Gattangattan.

I may have gotten on a hell of a ride.

"Ka, ha, ha, ha..."

"Are you drunk again? He's weak."

"Regis, are you okay? You should sleep a little. Because you look pale..."

I peek in my face like Isabelle worried.

The sweet smell knocked out the acid smell in the back of my throat.

It's very comforting, but if you're in that position, you're gonna get hit.

"Hey Alec. Can't you stop this? I just want to throw up..."

"I can't do that. Raging mad cows don't stop and run around to the place they specify once.

A disease madness that even shakes off the stopping of the absolutely powerful. That's the name of the mad cow. "

Ho, that's the work of the year. Don't be more helpful than Neat's kung fu.

Alec seems happy to be able to show off his knowledge.

He's been stretching his neck out waiting for me to say my words.

But all I can do to you right now is punch you in the diarrhea.

I'm keeping it inside because it's definitely going to kill me.

"Thank you for your borrowing certificate.

But that doesn't solve anything, does it... "

"Well, I have some relay points. Just a little bit more sticky."

Alec honestly encourages me.

That's unusual and sweet. No, do you just get in trouble if they throw up?

Nevertheless, it is good news that there is a relay point.

The problem is the time it takes to get there.

"How long has it been?

"Well, a light half-day?

"What's so light about it..."

I don't have the energy to yell, so I respond weakly.

The illusion of something heavy rumbling around in my stomach.

Oh, this is a precursor to throwing up. It's time to keep the window open.

The moment I thought that, Alec put his finger on my forehead.

"It's so annoying. In short, why don't we just hang on to the cure magic continuously?

"No... that's just too polar"

"Polar theory is enough. Enough is the polar theory. Then let's go.

Bless the wounded permanently. My magic vegetables don't heal everything - "Slough Heels" "

Alec's tender magic overflows.

The tangled thoughts slowly unravel.

The discomfort soon weakened and the nausea subsided.

What immediacy.

"... Oh, thank you"

"Let me use my magic to get down. Fair enough.

With magical effects, resilience always prevails for a few days. I don't think this is going to make you feel bad. "

"I'd like to thank you honestly...... isn't Alec in trouble?

When I told him to hesitate, Alec tilted his neck.

I come closer to my face to ask for an explanation.

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"No, I hear healing magic consumes a lot of magic. I can't believe it lasted for days..."

"Idiot. Who do you think I am?

Are you trying to tell me that I'm a poor magician who makes it easy for me to lose my powers?

Nothing, he said he wasn't going to say that.

Well, that was a stupid question indeed.

He's the one who always uses the magic that drives awareness crazy, while doing battles fine.

Sounds like you're turning that magic off now, too, and I guess you can afford magic.

When I shrugged my shoulder, Alec snapped at the boss.

"But it's not bad to be worried..."

The rampant mad cow keeps going even faster.

It's going to be a bit of a long journey, so why don't you go back to sleep?

When I leaned against the wall, I fell asleep quietly.

◆ ◆ ◆

When I woke up, I was just at the relay point.

This is the entrance to the forest zone near the fountain.

We decided to take a break from the raging cows for a while, and then we decided to take a meal step.

Face to face in a cow truck, a depressed dinner party...

There was an incident at the arrow tip that ironically tried to tear it up.

"Dude, you didn't prepare rice for Loc..."

There was a pile of garbage like bread in front of me...

I hear Alec wants to say that this is food.

Before she left,

"Oh, I've prepared the meal for the trip, so you can buy it up!

Because he said so, I had swallowed the word.

I should have thought about it.

That this guy's taste is crazy with great momentum.

As I opened up, Isabelle asked as she blocked her sense of smell with her arm.

"So, Alexandia. What object is this? You look like the bait of a warcraft."

Double rolled toast with plenty of honey.

It is a specialty of Wangdu, also featured in the guide book as a landmine product.

As a story, do many travelers buy from grocery stores that handle souvenirs?

Speaking of which, you loved this food.

I don't know if it accounted for the flavor, but I bought it in bulk.

"What are you talking about?

It's more rare than the heavens and the earth flip. "

"Don't say that with a proud face..."

Sigh like Isabelle gave up.

We left this guy to procure meals. We were wrong.

I'll be in charge from now on.

"Well, my little girl doesn't know how good this tastes.

Hey, Regis, you know what I mean. I'll allow you to eat three or so specially. "

"Don't worry, Alec. Your food probably won't run out for a month.

I think Isabel and I are going to be in a state of extreme starvation. "

No matter how hungry you are, that's all you don't want to eat.

Vicious pests, too, colloquially in a sip.

I've got a style that's going to get a catch copy like that.

I can tell you it's not something a decent taste owner would prefer.

"Oh, my God, it's not them. Because I won't do it if I want it later."

With that said, Alec went to collapse a pile of bread by himself.

Totally ignore our food situation.

Damn, how am I supposed to get hungry over here?

Seriously distressed, Isabelle took something out of her nostalgia.

"Oh, it's a small amount. There's something like this."

That's like dry bread.

I guess I'm crushing the grain dry and biscuit it it.

Its subdued sweetness creeps into my mind.

I didn't expect a qualitative treat to look so radiant.

I'll take it from Isabel as a token of my appreciation.

"Oh, I'll take it. Thanks."

"Oh, that's not an elf preserve."

"Save food?

"Mm-hmm. The taste of the elves is well concentrated.

When I have raw grain nearby, I make it well. "

I see, is it like local food for elves?

If you have a reputation for flavor, you can expect it.

Throw it safely into your mouth.

Chew. Taste expands.

Hmm, what would happen if I liked this flavor?

Right, the witch is stirring in the pot, the semi-flow, green mysterious liquid...

"Ooloro..."

I spit it out fast in the light.

What is this? What is this? I can't explain it well.

My tongue flashes around and screams.

Fabric that is pasty and takes the moisture from your mouth.

Horribly afterward bitterness that doesn't seem poisonous or medicinal.

My throat doesn't accept swallowing.

"Oh, didn't it fit your mouth?

"Oh, it's Isabelle. I'll tell you what I don't know.

An elf's preserved food is not hell from a human taste. "

Oh, I was wondering what to describe this flavor.

Hell, yeah. In his mouth, the Great Demon dances a tap dance.

It seems as if all the ordeal we receive in the afterlife has condensed on our tongues.

After Alec explains it, Isabelle looks like she's going to cry.

"Oh, did you? Why won't you tell me sooner than that!

If I'd known, I'd have dealt with it too... "

"What, I thought it was funny for you to watch?"

"-Come on, you sexually vicious bitch. Ahhhhhhhhh!

I yell at Alec as he stands up.

Tell me if you knew.

Isabelle looks at me worried, hesitating.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Regis. I didn't know... I can't believe you suffered so much..."

"No, Isabelle said it wasn't bad."

Yes, if there's evil, that's just one.

Only a livestock toddler who laughs at people suffering from hunger and devours what she can only eat in swallowing.

I want to put a drink in that rotten sexual root someday.

"Nevertheless, just don't get hungry..."

"Me too, a bit of a preserved meal wouldn't be enough. I should have made more."

Me and Isabelle rub around the belly.

That's just lame to leave like this.

That's what Alec has been suggesting with his fingers up.

"Then why don't you come and collect what you can eat in the woods?

"Huh? Now."

"Bye. Or do you think you want to head to the canyon hungry?

Well, then I won't stop.

But it's gonna take a lot of time to get to the next relay point, okay?

Alec smiling mean.

What a good pose all the culprits are standing in.

Loosen your cheeks and stop eating bread.

"Damn, you just have to look for me"

"Um, I'm gonna ask you for this."

That said, Alec took something out of the back of the cow truck.

It is a dusty bucket, to be judged.

He threw it at me and made me take it.

"... What's this?

"In a barrel."

"I can see that. What am I supposed to do? I should put it on your face for now."

"Dumb, come and get some water. Get some water for the rambling mad cow."

"Oh, you know what?"

If you look closely, the runaway mad cow also seems a little tired.

Although a warcraft, it is originally an animal and an organism.

You won't be able to run satisfied without moisture.

I can't help it, suppose I'm going to be honest?

By the way, water produced by water magic can't be potable water.

It contains high concentrations of magic vegetables, which can be toxic to the body.

Therefore, it is impossible to obtain drinking water in exchange for magic.

"I'll follow you, too. Let's have something to eat around here."

"Right. Please come with me."

"I'll keep an eye on this cow so he doesn't run away.

The burglar leaves, but the warcraft leaves. Be careful. "

So.

Isabelle accompanied me and Alec decided to wait.

It stinks, but you can't beat hunger.

Alec cheeked happily as we took to the woods.

You son of a bitch.

◆ ◆ ◆

In a forest of depression and woods.

Isabelle is walking next to me.

There aren't many mountain vegetables growing around here either.

Should we go a little further in the back?

Walking in silence is also something, so shake the subject on Isabelle.

"Speaking of which, Isabel.

Is Alec eating a ban on entry and exit in the canyon of Elves because he crushed the pillars of the Grand Temple?

I spoke abruptly, so Isabelle tilts her neck.

I guess I'll have trouble getting asked all of a sudden.

That's what I thought, but she spins her head fast, too.

He immediately organized the story and told me.

"Um, I have that, too.

As a matter of fact, Alexandia herself was passionate about Elves 500 years ago. "

Then why are you here?

"I guess it's because no one tried to help their parents get killed at the hands of evil gods"

Pittari, my leg stopped.

That's a case you won't listen to.

Fishing for Alec's literature in the kingdom says little about the specific past.

The only detail is a biography by Alec himself.

But there was nothing like what Isabelle said, not touched at all.

"Can I ask you a little more about that?

"Fine, but I don't know that much either, do I?

Everyone who knew immediately about the time was dead.

All I know is that when Alexandia was even younger than she is today,

I guess that means the Evil God followed his subordination and raided the continent, killing the parents he struck out of.

Her parents died abandoned by other elves. "

I see.

It was about 500 years ago that Alec left the canyon of Elves.

And Elf has a long life span of just over 300 years.

They must have been gently Buddhist at the time.

"Why didn't the other elves try to help Alec's parents?

"I hear because my parents were a close party to humans...

At the time, there wasn't as much other racism as there is now, but the relationship was ruthless.

Maybe people at the time thought they had no right to lend a hand to an elf trying to help a human being. "

"... that's a cruel story"

And I'm guessing the relationship between the elves and the humans today.

One only sees elves as slaves, while the other only sees humans as inferior creatures.

I want to mourn how this happened. Really.

"But that doesn't seem to be all we're talking about."

"Hmm, what do you mean?

"After that incident, Alexandia broke Elf's discipline and left the canyon.

At that time, he hated people so much that he could kill them. "

"... from Alec now, I can't imagine"

Honestly, it's hard to believe.

Alec hated humans, even though they said so.

You're too close to a human being to be hated by your own kind.

I can't believe Alec used to hate humans like that.

Sounds like a bad joke.

Alec's past.

And darkness.

From her usual arrogance, it is very unthinkable.

But why don't you think the other way around?

Do you ever dare behave with dignity to suppress hard things?

I heard that the four wisdoms of the continent carry some painful past.

Unfortunately, there is no biography in the kingdom that has plunged into Alec's past.

I mean, didn't you just write that off because you didn't want the person to know?

Well, maybe I overthought it.

Can you calm your head a little?

"I don't want to talk about it in person, and I'm not leaving the spectrum any further. Let's end this story."

"Oh, yeah"

While we were talking, it seemed like we were walking pretty well.

After a few minutes, we reached the depths of the woods.

Find a small fountain around a recessed area surrounded by trees.

"Is this the fountain? You're relatively beautiful."

'Cause it's a place where people don't really get it.'

Hmm, well, I've never crossed it beautifully.

I pumped water full of buckets. This will be enough.

Finish securing water.

"Well, let's find something to eat next"

"Right. I don't know much about mountain vegetables, so I'll leave the decision to Isabelle.

Warn me if I pick poison grass or anything. "

You can say that my knowledge of the mountains is almost nil.

I almost ate walaitake once.

Poison-related plants are really bad tachi. It's the enemy of mankind, really.

I don't really have half a Benitengdake teacher or anything.

An assassin (Assassin) who wipes out fools who don't know mountains, poison mushrooms.

We need to keep our minds tight enough.

"Copy that. My knowledge of mountain vegetables is inside.

It's a limited edition of plants that grow near Kept Spirit Peak and elves. "

"Enough. The kind that's thriving doesn't change much."

One nod and we explored the area where mountain vegetables were growing.

I normally just looked near the trunk of a tree and there are lots of plants that I think I could eat.

I pulled out a mushroom that looked delicious to try and asked Isabel to appraise it.

"Uh, this is poison."

Is that true?

"Yeah. They say if you eat it, your whole body dies in purple."

"I thought it was triple scary. That's toxic. It's dangerous."

Oh, my God, my body's purple.

Obviously, it's a first-class poison.

I'm horrified that this is normally growing.

After a while of exploring, I once again found a good mushroom.

There are no signs of poison. You'll definitely be able to eat this.

I checked with Isabel.

"What's this?

"Oh, that should be okay.

I've never seen any plants around here.

You look like an edible mushroom called 'Gorgias dake' growing in an elf.

Probably a melee species. "

"Then are you okay? Pick up 2,3 of them and go like this"

Apparently it was a colony zone, growing several bottles in one place.

In the meantime, sort and collect the big ones.

That's when Isabel moved Pickle's ears.

"Regis, there's something coming from behind."

"What?"

"Warcraft, I guess, from the smell"

That's what I said, she got me back.

Be vigilant behind the bushes.

Then, from among the trees, a united warcraft presented itself.

"- Voaaaaaaa..."

Nearly two meters in stature.

Fangs with a big stick out of my mouth.

The reddish gray body surface vibrates heavily each time it breathes.

Isabel pulled out the knife while observing the Warcraft.

"... what is it? I'm pretty sure it's a warcraft."

"You're a hell-bore. A warcraft mutated by an omnivorous pig."

I've seen it in a book before.

It's a little smaller than what's in the literature, but it's got the same characteristics.

I'm sure of it first.

"What about the taste?

"I feel it was popular with the nobility because the meat is softer than the demon pig"

"Well, that's settled."

With that said, Isabelle stuck her hand inside the light outfit.

And take the knife out of the inside and pull it out.

I rammed into the pig at once.

It packs the distance at once before Hel Bohr takes a rampage position.

"- Voaaaaaaa!"

The pig tries to head for Isabel.

It's a powerful blow.

But if you try from Isabel, it's too late.

She was faster than the boar's reaction rate and poked her sword in to shake it down.

Smash your skull at once and let it remain deadly.

It was a blow.

"You're fast. You're killing me."

"No matter how big it is, you have weaknesses. And there's a big gap."

That's a sword technique and body technique specializing in quickness.

Speaking of standing around, isn't it faster than Alec?

I've never seen Alec mean it, so I can't say anything.

"But I'm still immature, too.

Once before, I hesitated to target my weaknesses, and I took the pain. "

"Oh, is that it?"

The dwarf Zeke hired was hurting Isabelle.

In the interest of the land, the struggle would have been inevitable, so I don't think I'm going to get sick.

Because elves rather show their lead in these mountains and stuff.

"Well. Since then, we've been able to launch deadly attacks without hesitation."

"If you look at that, you'll see."

I must have killed him with a special blow.

Warcraft of that size, from general magicians, is a pretty handy category.

From Isabelle, it looks like a mutton fish.

She picks up firewood from all over.

I was ready to start the fire, and then I was cutting the pork apart.

"Well, shall we bake it around then? Raw meat is poisonous to the body."

"Oh, I can finally get it for dinner."

I ignite with fire magic and burn my collections and meat.

Where the fire came through, we just started eating.

Chew mushrooms first.

The flavour is rustic, but the texture is tight, and the flavour permeates the tongue enough to chew.

"Delicious, this"

"Right. I'm surprised it tastes better than anything I know."

Alec also has to roar for this flavor.

Which, I'll take one home and feed it to you later.

It's my concern.

The pork meat was delicious there, too.

It would have been even better if I had spices.

When I finished eating the whole thing, my strength was just overflowing.

"No, it was a happy meal. They were pressing for dry bread or hot sweet bread, and they lied earlier."

"Well, it's time to go back"

"Right. Alec's gonna be loud too late."

I'll be glad to feed you the waiting.

Enemies don't want to be torn apart.

I extinguished the fire with a bucket of water and cleaned up the ingredients.

Then, it seemed that he realized something, and Isabel rushed to speak to me.

"No, you can't, Regis!

"Eh."

"The water in that bucket is for rumbling mad cows..."

"Ahh."

What are you doing? I am.

I don't know what you've been pumping water for with this.

Even though I was accidental, I'm really embarrassed.

"Hurry and I'll suck it"

Grab the bucket and hurry up to suck it.

Along the way, he encountered snake-type warcraft, or slipped his legs and rolled down the hill.

I went through quite seven ordeals.

I don't think Isabelle's going to go back to her with a half-crying state full of wounds.

We got everything Alec asked for, and we went back to the cow truck.

I'll never pump water again.