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Four days had passed.

It was a miracle to be alive.

I wanted to leave the nest at the earliest possible stage, but, unfortunately, I rather had to take the route to the form of being driven to the nest.

Without the power of the Spirit, they would have been found and grabbed.

But I definitely survived and kept crawling to withstand dryness and hunger just because I thought I was going to deliver the splitter.

There is still a little dried meat and dried fruit left, but there is no more water. I was going to save, but I was licking the wilderness sun.

I was carrying about 5 litres as a two day trip or overnight stay, but I was reaching for water more often on the awesome dryness of the wilderness.

I should have bought a slightly larger item bag now.

But I'm finally starting to see hope. We finally took the route to town in the form of a half-circle around the nest.

This route has few obstacles but good prospects instead, and I notice the approaching of goblins early.

I'm not in a situation where I can appease you yet, but when things changed, I also got a little extra cash.

On the way to hiding, he discovered a small group of goblins in a forward diagonal direction, as well. I glanced softly from the shadows of the rocks, wondering how the beasts were making noise, and whether they were also chasing Stone Coyotes, and, incredibly, one woman was being chased.

I wondered why women are acting alone where there is nothing like this, but I have to help them more than that.

I wield the last power I have taken.

It's a fantasy to use. Few spirits are fit to attack in this barren earth.

"Dance, flame, flame of burning, the flame of its hot, fierce destruction! Burn down my enemies standing in front of me!

A giant flame sphere is created in the air by aeronautics at the price of galloping the mental power left over from me. The women and goblins who noticed it stopped moving a bit.

"Get down!

The woman in her travelling dress threw herself to the ground as much as she could to my scream.

"No!

A scorching flame ball moves toward the goblins. It was already too late to rush away, and all the beasts changed their appearance to extinguish charcoal.

"Are you okay?"

When I rushed in, there was a slender human beauty.

"Oh, thank you"

"How could I be here alone... No, that's not true. We have to hurry and run..."

I got dizzy trying to get up.

"Ah! Are you okay?!

"Ugh, yeah... but I think I've used too much science. I can't use it any more."

"Maybe you're from a crusader who left a few days ago?

"Yeah."

"Good. I was more worried about another elf. Yes, water."

She plugged a little water into my mouth as she took out the skin water inlet on her hips.

"Oh...... thanks"

"That's what I have to say. You can't drink it all at once. Slowly."

"Yeah."

Thanks to this slight rest, only consciousness regained clarity.

"It's not safe here, we have to get out of here."

"Yep... it is..."

She looks around. When I looked at the horizon like I was chasing him, a platoon of goblins walked around. This time Goblin Hazard was really unusual.

"... you deliver this to town"

"Huh? What's this?

"It's the wish of the heroes who protected me. I'll be back in the meantime."

"No! Let's at least go together!

"No. Just keep it like this and you'll be surrounded. Honestly, I can barely use science anymore... it's just a leg job."

"I can't do anything either. Let's work together."

"Yeah. I really want you to deliver that. Besides... you don't have the mindset to be able to self-determination (...) when you have to, do you?

"... Huh?

Her movement stops at the word self-determination. And here I said, "So what about you? I'm glad they didn't ask." I mean, I was ready, but if they asked me again, I might have rocked it.

"Absolutely, you're going to get to town alive!

"Ah!"

I ran out without hearing her answer. The goblins, who were drawn to the explosion of flamethrows produced by so much science, begin to notice me.

"This way! Over here!"

Louder and more attention.

"Spirit, spirits of the fierce wind dancing in the rough wilderness, leap over them and make their existence known!

The Spirit of the Wind blowing in the wilderness is a rampage out of step with the Spirit of the Forest. For lack of fine control, it was suitable for this kind of (...) overwhelming task.

The air swells sharply, becoming waves, bursting sounds and scattering around.

Yes, all I asked of the Spirit was for him to make a loud noise. Not as aerospace, but my spirit is shredded and my head flutters. I slapped myself in the face and squeezed my strength.

"Come on! Green fools! Your prey is this way!

That's how I ran out again.

How much time I would have run, hidden, and run again.

Overexercising for lack of sleep, plus too much use of science. Fear of being chased. Everything erodes my body.

The protective dagger that I lowered to my lower back feels very heavy. If I'm about to grab it without running off......

I usually stick this knife up my throat cutting all the fruit and dried meat......

Do I really have a choice when I have to?

A race called Elves doesn't abandon even their own people who once became dependent on them. It is impossible to heal and discriminate against the body and mind over the years.

... What are you thinking? Above all, you think it's okay to be molested by those beasts?!

Was it alarming, the moment the concentration ran out, the roar of the beast rose.

Turning around, the green malice sprinkles with covetousness and sickness.

No. I can't think of surviving until they do something like that!

When I pull out the dagger on my hips, I put that cut on my back. All you have to do is just fall forward like this......

Odd voices looming.

Shivering, sweating, I can't stop.

Hurry up or they'll catch up!

I raised my voice to the fear of approaching goblins, to the fear of death. I couldn't understand any screaming myself.

"I'm too..."

The goblin, which was close enough to reach it already, somehow turns in the direction of the day after tomorrow. All I had in my sight was that goblin's chest. Goblins fall to the ground with the momentum as it is. I had no head for some reason.

"Huh?"

I look at the body. [M] The dull sound continues. Turn your neck and the goblins that were trying to surround me will fall one after the other. Some things lose their heads, some have big holes in their chests.

"Are you all right?!

"Huh? Huh?

Am I dreaming that a dusty, sandy young man jumped before me? Wearing unusual sandy clothes. Probably combat clothes. As far as I know, it was a design I had never seen on this continent.

... No, that won't be the problem.

"Ki... what about you?

"We'll talk later! Can you run?!

"Uh... yeah... Ugh!

I tried to get up and rolled straight to the ground. My legs are trembling and I feel powerless.

"Ah..."

"Damn......!

"Hin!

When the brunette held me in her tongue, she held onto her back.

"Sorry, but hold on tight, we're busy over here!

"Ugh, yeah."

Using his remaining strength, he turned his hand around his neck and cling to his back. Probably, but this guy, he's the user of wave theory there.

A man runs straight out. But at the front, there was a goblin organization standing in the way of more than fifty. I'm already too close to the nest to imagine where reinforcements would come from. The outlook is too good around here. It's easy to spot enemies here, but it's also easy to spot them for purpose.

Organizations also run up from the nest behind them. I can't imagine how many hazards are going on.

But this brunette young man doesn't hesitate to run over to the thickest group in the front. That was like a suicide volunteer.

When the angry expressions of both goblins approached the distance of clarity and discernment, he put some slate (...) in the front.

"Out of the way! Machine Gun Light Sword!

With his cry, a large number of bullets of light appear. No, it's not, it's very fast and it's firing continuously!

Yeah a ton of them called Hundreds...... this is Light Sword!

It was the ideological theory of the Light Sword that made it the most basic of fantasy theory and, if extreme, it would be the best attack theory.

A magician?... No, it's a shape I've never seen, but it's the plates he has that are the cookware.

But normally when I think about it, if I use it like this, the rational stone won't keep it. Should smash and scatter in an instant. More usually embodied should be the Sword of Light, as its name suggests. But what he was shooting out was a bullet of light like a pebble.

There were things I didn't know.

But...

From the cheek, from the forehead, on his back waving his air-conditioner with a splash of sweat from his jaw, saying it was an enemy formation, for some reason I was strangely relieved...

And I was asleep at some point.