Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

I instructed her to run first.

When the target suddenly started moving, the assassins hurried out of hiding.

There I was, lurking in the grass, shooting a short bow. Unfortunately, it didn't hit him because he was too far away with the aggressive shooting, but it was assumed.

This shooting is a declaration that we were aware of the assassins' pursuit.

It also serves to inform you that we have a weapon.

Sure enough, I can hear them roaring.

"Did they find out? Be careful."

"Don't let him escape. Take care of that kid, too."

Please don't use such a carefree dialogue to get rid of it.

If you say that, you can't afford to be afraid.

I ran after her to escort her, and the assassins caught and ran.

After all, the assassins are trying to surround themselves with numbers, but they don't know how to move in the woods. The people spread to the left and right, the footsteps were disturbed and delayed by poor scaffolding and poor vision.

And they came straight towards me in the middle, which was relatively easy to go, and they caught a trap at their feet and fell brilliantly.

I accidentally saw it twice. Aware of the existence of a trap, I didn't think either of them would fall in a trap set to slow down the tracking.

These guys really look amateur in the woods. There was information that the detectives appeared to be from King's Landing, so these assassins may also be living in King's Landing.

Running while evaluating the opponent's abilities, he quickly caught up with his escort.

"Thank you for waiting."

"Ash! Has he caught up yet?

"No, I'm the only one who caught up. Those people are completely unfamiliar with their activities in the woods. It seems easier than I thought."

When she hears my thoughts, she shows some reassuring expression.

"Now, let's set another trap around here. Another grass trap, please."

"Yeah, okay."

"Those people fell in the trap you set up earlier. You did it."

"Really?

I can't even tell if it was a trap she planted on the boulder, but that's what I'm going to do.

Looking at the little smile, it seems that the tension has been relieved somewhat. Because of your mind, the face that creates the trap is twisted by the little devil.

Why do I get such a look on women's faces all the time?

Leaving the trap at her feet to her, I create a trap that raids the height of my face.

There was just a point where trees and trees converged and the road narrowed, making it a great point to set a trap.

Squeeze and fix the branches around it so that they hit your face like a whip when caught by a crooked chest. Since it is obvious that the thread that triggers the trap is unnaturally pinned on its own, I will disguise some other loose threads.

If anyone sees this, they will know if the assassins who are not familiar with the forest will notice it.

"You haven't caught up with me yet. Have you lost sight of us?

It's pathetic to lose sight of this distance at this speed. Well, we'll be able to follow the trail of our run to the boulders.

However, if you give me too much time, I'll even have to work on a twig that taps my face and ties the tip of the twig to a crowded twig.

Then I'll poison it.

Hermes and Am have been working in the craftsmanship, so I feel like my hands are clumsy.

When you're ready, you hear the approaching assassins.

"It's time to run. Go straight that way. I'm going to pause for a while again."

"Okay. Be careful."

"Just a little bit, I'll catch up with you soon"

Hide in a nice grass and draw an arrow at a short bow. Unlike the intimidating shooting, we are now preparing poison arrows.

The target is a dense area of trees with traps and narrow paths. If you try to get through there, the range of motion is extremely limited and the arrows are easily hit.

From a hunter's point of view, assassins approached with a lot of loud noise.

She notices or gets caught in a trap she set up to try to pass between one or two people and the trees, poisoning them.

Successfully, the assassins were drawn to their feet, and finally one of them inadvertently dagged his chest. The branch attacked the man with the sound of tearing the air.

Shoot an arrow at another man, matching the scream of a man who was beaten in the face with an unexpected blow. Double screaming and bewildered rage, I ran out to show my back.

"There he is, over there!

"I'm going after you! Hey, you're not seriously injured, but you're always sighing!

That's right, it's not a serious injury, so let's go after them quickly.

I like people who are enthusiastic about their work. It's easy to handle.

Looking back at the people who were chasing me, the six of them were chasing me properly. A man whose right eye is clogged with blood and a man who pulls an arrow from his right shoulder and throws it away are in an incredible shape.

I want you to come here and kill people, and not be angry enough to get hit back. We're getting angrier because we're about to be killed by surprise.

After about thirty seconds of showing me the shadow and chasing me, I heard a flashy fall from behind.

"Hey! What are you doing? Get up!

Wait, something's wrong.

"You're blowing bubbles! No way! Poison!

"Oh, my body is numb, too...."

It's the first time I've used it on people, but it's a poison that works on bear giants, so it seems to be faster in humans.

The assassins went under her at once, speeding up into a chaotic gap.

For a moment, she seemed afraid of the footsteps from behind, but she smiled as I lined up next to her.

It has a sporty charm and seems to heal tiredness.

"Thank you for waiting."

"Good. Looks like you heard a scream. Is Ash hurt?

"There aren't any scratches. There are two dropouts."

Now that I've earned more time, I can set up a slightly more elaborate trap.

First of all, let's make sure you completely lose sight of us.

After the big tree fell, I went out to an open place like a square, so I deliberately stepped on the grass to the center and walked along with my footsteps.

After that, he stepped on the footprints he had put on himself and slightly reversed back, jumping with his eyes on places where it was difficult to see footprints such as jabs and tree roots.

That way, you can wonder if the target you've been chasing has disappeared. After checking her tracks, I'm impressed that she forgot she was being tracked.

"Well, I see. This is an incredibly smart way."

"Fufufu, this smart way, animals use it very well."

Instead, even the trainee hunter Van taught me that it was covered many times, making my eyes shine even more.

"Really? I'd like to see how the animals that Ash will lose escape."

I think she's really curious about this kind of thing.

For the first time, I let her hide somewhere hard to find, and I set a trap around the square.

Basically, it is the same trap as the one I have used before, but instead of waiting for it to get caught this time, I will mix it with something that I can operate with my hand.

Finally, climb onto a tree overlooking the square and wait for the assassin.

If we reduce it any further, we may be able to retreat once and take another operation, so we're going to clear this up all at once.

Four assassins came to the square as scheduled.

Looks like they left the two of them poisoned. I had predicted that I would, but I was reluctant towards my colleagues.

Don't you know the word "pity"? If you were embracing your people and burying their bodies, you might have missed it.

The four people who stepped into the square are completely exhausted. I'm afraid you've come under threat of a trap.

Suffering from the contradiction of prudence and speed, the assassins who came to the center of the square looked around in surprise at the disappearance of their footprints.

A wild beast runs at surprising moments. The only thing that stops without it is the predator's fangs.

The four assassins also wanted to kill others in the woods, so they obeyed the law.

On the back of one of the assassins, a thrown arrow stabs him. They knew it was a lethal poison arrow, too, so the shot man screamed and collapsed.

The remaining three found me on the tree, bluishing their faces.

It's really coming straight. Along the way, I threw an arrow, but it was easy to hide behind the tree and jump out of the tree watching the timing.

However, while holding the rope tied to the vine as tightly as possible.

This rope extends a large circle through the branches of the other trees, at the foot of the shortest route from the square to the tree where I am.

Although it is a child, what happens when you pull it with your weight, a loop that is squeezed at once wraps up all three people.

Shoot the assassins who became friends like bundled firewood with a short bow with a proper aim.

I thought two or three more shots, but the opponent wasn't that sweet to the boulder. One person immediately cuts the rope with a dagger.

As I rushed towards the next trap, all three of them were well - one of the poisoned arrows was pale blue - and followed me.

The tracking of the assassins is very quick, as I run ahead, so I don't have to worry about the trap. Given the difference in health, you'll catch up with me if you keep it that way.

Because I'm afraid of that, I'll pass by and cut off the vine wrapped in the tree with a dagger. One end of the vine disappears onto the tree, and instead, a short, thick log comes into my face.

The logs diverted some of the decaying fallen trees. Lifted overhead with a vine rope, it accelerates and roars in the direction of the pendulum.

Of course, I set it up so that I could roll sideways at just the right time to avoid it, but not the assassins who followed me with all their efforts.

"Oops!?"

The first assassin who screamed fell like throwing himself out.

Unexpectedly, I was impressed by a wonderful reflex nerve. However, the second person who was forced to respond in a shorter time did not, and was shot through the chest, winding up the third person and blowing up behind him.

And neither of you get up.

The pendulum logs were more destructive than expected. After all, I had poisoned arrows stuck to the tip of the logs, but it might not have made much sense.

The fact that the third person, who was supposed to be the cushion for the second, didn't get up would also affect the poison arrow he had earlier.

Now I'm the only one left.

The last assassin stared at his fellow trapped while he fell down, but eventually he woke up slowly and looked at me hatefully.

"Hey, I'll never forgive you."

I smile with my nose at the clichéd dialogue.

"I have forgiveness for you."

I won't forgive you if you cry and apologize to her, provide Mr. Itsuki with all the information he needs, and cooperate fully and comfortably with his subsequent response.

When I told you the terms of forgiveness, the man's face turned bright red for some reason.

"You're kidding me! You're making fun of us!

"The terms of the offer to the assassin who suddenly came here to kill you should be the right one."

Besides, I think that as an assassin, I should have been sufficiently fooled by the fact that there was a retribution with six unexpected attempts on a 10-year-old child.

The man became increasingly indignant at my logical explanation, which was supposed to be convincing.

It seems that my hand was shaken away.

That's a shame.

It's a real shame.

"So, you don't want me to forgive you....."

Too bad my lips are hanging.

"It's a great pleasure to have to go back."

I don't know about the assassin or her, but that's probably the same thing over there.

I came to insist that I didn't know what was going on with me. Why should we only unilaterally consider such a person?

I don't want to lose any of my talented people who will accompany me in my reckless and reckless dreams. Not to mention, I can't stand being robbed of her excellence by someone who can't solve it.

I'll take her away from anyone who doesn't need her.

That's why I'll throw a full poisoned word at the assassin who tried to kill her.

"I declare. You poison me with my desires."

Before the opponent moves, I fly back and hide in the tall grass.

"Shit! You're hiding again, you filthy bastard!

I wonder what the assassin looks like.

It was the other side that went all the way to pick a battle spot in my favor.

They came because of other circumstances. We'll get rid of them because of our circumstances. We fought under conditions of reciprocity. Until the subsequent breakdown, there is no room for blame.

As I lurk in the gloomy grass, I pull the groves I have prepared.

This tree is tied to a small tree through the surrounding tree. That's all, so even if you pull the grove, the tree just makes a noise and shakes.

If there are any notable points, the small tree is just where you can see the bow from where you pull the glove.

The sound caught me, and the last assassin came.

I silently squeeze the bow and throw the last arrow before secretly pulling it up to hear screams and curses.

I felt absolutely nothing in this hunt about the need to stab him with a sacred dagger.