From dawn, we quickly finished preparing and went to track the troll. There were many footprints left, and it was not difficult to set a course because they were all heading towards the forest.
The trail remains so open that even a three-year-old can be traced as a dick.
Trolls say they have a bad head, but it seems to be true.
"Adventurers! Please hold the Trolls!"
"Please!
"Cheer up!"
No matter how many Trolls appear, farmers are busy working in the nearby rice fields to see if they can't give up their livelihoods.
"Uh-huh, don't worry."
I waved my hand to them once.
Trolls that eat good peasants do not forgive.
I don't want him running away from Trolls for nothing and causing damage to civilians.
I went into the woods.
"If you see that you've been raiding for days, you probably won't be far away."
Winia skilfully looks at the trail as she strikes the staff and tracks the trawl's path of travel, she said. Trolls that come down close to the people and hunt, that's for sure.
"I'm going to gluten it. You'll have to nest nearby to get back and forth."
I'm looking around with a big backpack behind me. Claudie's following him from behind.
I felt a little cold because there was so much fog in the forest in the morning.
There were green plants growing in the middle of the large trees, but there were traces of them being trampled down. Seeing that, I felt as though Trolls were kindly guiding me home.
That was when I was moving along Winia.
"Katt. There."
Claudie in the back taps me on the shoulder and points to the other side. She grabbed my wrist because she wanted to be a troll, so she threw the bag and pulled the knife.
"Not a troll. Looks like someone's here. Is it a monster?"
"Winia. There's something. Pause."
Calling Winia, Claudie confirmed what she was pointing to.
It was obscured by dark fog and woody bushes, so it was not well identified, but there was something moving.
"Sister, do you see what it is?"
"Well? Good."
Anyway, whatever it is, we're going to investigate Kim Kat.
- Gross.
Immediately, he lowers his backpack and aims his knife at it.
I don't think it's a resident or a monster, but I can't crawl into the forest without being a chewy moron in the yard where Trolls come out of this forest.
A thief or a vagabond?
Or Forest Jogger?
Maybe the kid from town came out to play.
It could be a monster.
"Heh, heh."
As I approached it, I saw a fairly miraculous being sitting there curled up.
- Back and forth.
It was a strange multiplier that I saw yesterday.
He was digging through the base of the tree with a grin. I didn't even notice how focused we were.
"This son of a bitch was the curly one yesterday?"
What the fuck is this?
It's not normal to be out early in the morning in a forest where Trolls come out and play with dirt. There is no such thing as a true warrior or a madman.
"I think so. Why are we here?"
"You did something. Nigga, just chase him. It's a problem if you don't search."
She said it didn't seem like they were algebraic.
"Yes, you should."
Well, we'll just have to stay here and search. It is only right to expel them.
As Winia said, if I don't stay here and search, I'll get in trouble. If there are deaths in the yard where the guild sent us to hunt Trolls, there may be a problem with our careers.
Why are you crawling into the woods in danger?
It's a bitch.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Who, who...?"
When he knocks on his back and asks, he turns his head until he finds out who we are.
"Your mother."
When I look closely, my face is also pretty scary.
The nose is squeezed and the skin of the toad is as dull as it is. One eye frowned and the impression looked worse.
Seeing that he recognizes himself as a member of the village, it seems like a town with a good reputation.
"Well, my mom, uh, nothing."
"I know, motherfucker. What are you doing more than that?"
I knew as soon as I saw that his parents were gone. I thought I should know what I was doing before I kicked him out, so I asked him while showing him his muddy hands.
"Heh, heh. Me, me. Mushrooms. Catch mushrooms."
"You catch mushrooms? Why?"
"Burr, mushroom. I need a lot of blood."
"Well, yeah. Don't worry, you need a lot. Oh, fuck."
This is so frustrating.
"Come out here, Troll. Get the hell out of here before you die. Didn't I tell you yesterday?"
"Burr, we have to catch mushrooms."
"I'm not the son of a bitch I heard."
You'll have to squeeze a few of them until they get away.
I have no choice but to use violence.
It would be a hundred times more profitable to hit and finish a few trawls. It's a good day, Gimkatt.
So he put his knife in and tried to blow the kick, and he stared at Winia and Claudie and said,
"Hehe, hehe. She's a pretty girl."
"What?"
At that moment, Winia's face was instantly distorted.
I tried to forgive the fuck out here.
"Yes, pretty girl, go, your breasts are huge. Blood, skin is white, too. Go, the brown woman also has big breasts."
"You motherfucker!"
- Bummer!
I couldn't just listen and hand it over, so I kicked him right away.
"Bummer!"
"How dare you sexually harass my woman?!"
Sitting in a crouched position, the straight-lined curling lamp fell down and stuck its face under the tree. With this, his scoliosis would be corrected. They don't have parents, and they don't even know what they're talking about.
"Come on, you son of a bitch. I'm gonna get that fucking waist straight today."
"Hick... Argh!"
I beat the curly lamp with a grip on the ground. How dare you harass my women? Give it to me right before I search. I'm forced to lose.
- Cuckoo!
- Paaaaaaaaah!
"You son of a bitch! Die! Die!"
"Huff! Huff! Oh, it hurts!! Stop it! It hurts a lot!"
That's all I can do.
After roughly 30 seconds, Winia and Claudie told me.
"Nigga, you're just an idiot. That's it."
"Huhu, katt. Just forgive me for being an idiot."
Even so, I noticed that my instant assault show was my favorite.
I set up a half-mopped curly lamp. Regrettably, the back was not extended to ensure that physical therapy did not work at all.
"It hurts! That! Stop hitting!"
Seeing as I was frightened, I couldn't even go to the forest anymore. I don't have time to take the one who doesn't have a good ear to town.
"Go!!!!"
"Hiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"
As he rebukes while pretending to hit, a vigorously screaming curling lamp flirts strangely at the bridge and quickly flees to Twist Village.
"Uh-huh."
You did a good job.
I'm better off picking up a few pickpockets because I'm messing with the dirt here and I'm dead to Trolls.
"Cook. Funny, really."
"Huhuhuhuhuhuh. Like that?"
Even though he was a fool, he gave my family a big laugh. I was laughing for a while, so I noticed a sack falling on the ground.
"Is this the bastard's stuff?"
Pick it up and check the inside, of course.
Something like plants and mushrooms came out.
It seemed like I woke up early in the morning and came out to gather these things. Well, I don't know about Trolls because they're stupid. I think they came out to do their job.
"Winia. What is this mushroom?"
"This is a bird mushroom. It's a mushroom that grows on the roots of trees."
Is that why you were digging the ground under the tree?
"Is it working?"
"Efficacy, it smells a little unusual, but it can be used to erase a little strong odor."
"Kind of like deodorant."
I cleared the sack and put it back where it was. I don't know if you know, but he might come back for you. If you get lost in the forest after finding it for nothing, it's a waste.
If you find it, I can come and find it.
That's how I left my seat and resumed my pursuit.
Traces of footprints and plants being planted by searching nearby. And find where the ground is defeated and connect it to a line to track the trawl's path of travel.
There were so many traces that it was not difficult to track them.
However, it took a little time before lunch.
"Oh, shit, I'm hungry. What do we do? You want to go to town and eat? Or do you want to eat here?"
"Do I have to? Let's just eat here."
"It bothers me to go back. Go get some fuel, nigga."
"Draw."
Winia set the fire by making a decent spot and getting firewood. I warmed up the jerky and dried meat that I brought.
"Huhu, more than that, Cat."
Claudie, who was ripping the jerky off, laughed and said,
"Hmm? Why?"
"Did you hear that and get angry like that?"
"Ah. That idiot called it a boob? Of course it's tight, motherfucker."
Of course I have to be angry.
Just because you're an idiot doesn't make sin forgivable. Intelligence never becomes impunity. To that extent, he showed mercy in his own way.
"I'm glad. I was really excited to see that."
"Phew, what excitement. You're such a violent woman."
"Argh."
I touched Claudie's ear, making it sound like I'm feeling good.
"But Winia."
"Why?"
"You better change your clothes. I can't help but show my chest bones, so I have an emergency."
Claudie wears leather clothes and jackets and flips them all the way to the hood, but Winia lives with Robe Gore barely changing her taste.
"You care about niggers?"
"Of course I care. I'm the only one who wants to see you."
"Cook. Yeah? But I don't really care. I'm used to that look."
"No, then we have to go further."
"You don't have to pay attention to people, do you? I just wear it because I like it. Even niggers like to do things."
"A confident woman."
After that meal, I resumed my search. As I looked along, I saw a creek, and my footprints were cut off here.
Is the trail cleared here?
"Shall we cross?"
Claudie said.
"No, I think we should look around a little bit."
Winia answered, "Do you intend to search this side as a starting point?" Is this a little too much to look for today? If you don't find it by today, it may get a little difficult this afternoon.
Trolls will be able to come back down to Minga.
Then you won't be able to sleep and you'll have to spend the night there.
"Nigga, let's get moving."
It made Winia aware that the pace was fast. Well, that's fine. If we don't look this way, we'll be sure to nest beyond the creek.
Thinking about it, I looked hard, but I couldn't find Trolls after all.
Trolls and roads intersect, so we could go down to Minga while we're here, so I decided to go back to town.
On the way back, I passed where I had beaten you with a curly lamp.
I didn't know if I was coming back or not.
"That fool. You must have come back."
"Is that less of a hit on Cat?"
"I should have hit you a little harder."
Even if you hit me like that, I'm not crazy to come back to the forest.
I hope not tomorrow.
Eventually, today, I just let the trawler kick in, and the troll couldn't even see the shadows. When the sun set, the villagers shouted from afar.
"T, Troll! Did you catch the troll?"
"You're back!"
Fortunately, the Trolls didn't raid.
Winia told them she couldn't find the troll today, so she quickly walked into the house, locked the door, and slept.
"Nigga, I'm going to camp here today. Maybe they'll show up at night."
"This is how it ends."
Our listing is a short distance away, so we can't respond immediately when a troll appears. Even if the town is surrounded by timber, the daylight is not constant, so it will not be perfectly defensive. It would be better to be vigilant near the forest.
There's been a raid for a few days, so it's not unusual to be here today.
It's gonna be a little hard tonight.