Hitsugi no Maou

sari, sari. The sound of falling leaves informs the surroundings of the presence of Sabitoga as if it were an alarm.

The sound of bugs and the far bark of the beast. But if it sounded, it could have deceived, but the forest was quiet. Sabitoga's footsteps are the only noise and progress through the silence (blame) that precipitated with the darkness at night.

What a hard forest to do. I can't even hear the bug feathers coming to suck blood.

You can also use the branches and leaves of the buna to create a hiccups (...) to extinguish footsteps, but if you are grubbing, the incineration may be extinguished. I couldn't escape the opportunity to encounter other Seekers.

Walking around for about five minutes with leaves falling (f) scattered, the burning again came into view on the clap (hiccups) that pushed the branch in front of him.

The incineration is burning lower than Sabitoga's standing position, and the trees are being raised in the middle of an interrupted rocky area. There are no figures around.

It could be a trap. Sabitoga thought so for a moment, but if the one who set off the incendiary fire had waited for the one who came to the fire, he should have already captured (and probably) Sabitoga, who had put together the sound of the fallen leaves.

Rubbing his ear off the sound of squeezing his bow, Sabitoga jumps out of between the branches and down the grassy slope.

The stones rolling on the rock are all round shaped. This is where it used to be a river, or maybe it still serves as a rainwater passage.

It was a terrain to be wary of cannon water. Sabitoga walks over to a burning fire in the middle of such a rocky place.

The incendiary fire caused by the branches of the buna is making intense noises with the puffiness as it exalts the burning smoke of raw trees (namaki). In the flames he saw the shadows of the fruits of a great multitude of bunnahs, and they began to snap and bump into each other as if they could.

Until recently, it felt like someone was giving away branches and fruit. At the end of the fire are branches stabbed with black meat.

It was like a little frog and a wild rat.

"... meals...?

Crushed Sabitoga sees one of the countless branches to her hand. Rats, overcooked and charcoal-like, were sticking their limbs together and sticking their branches out of the back of their necks.

The fur hasn't been peeled off, and the bones have not been removed.

I broke it at my fingertips and my gut stayed the same. Sabitoga frowns at the root of her eyebrows and sees the bonfire again.

This is how a fire burns as it raises a large amount of smoke in an open place and makes a fruity noise.

Corpses of small animals illuminated by lights, emitting a burning odor of hair and meat at their sides.

Smoke and sound, light and smell.

The moment I opened my eyes all the way, the leaves and stones rubbed behind me, and I heard a breakdown.

"Shit! This trap..."

Not for me (...)!

In front of Sabitoga, who speared as he turned around, a great shadow descended the hill, sticking his nails between the stones.

A clump of rubbish fur (heap). Put your limbs on the ground, and still your eyes higher than Sabitoga's.

A tremendous roar (howl) rose from the back of his stripped fangs, turning his gut.

A bear. It's also a giant, seedy bear I've never seen.

The flesh covered in dark fur resembles only the torso and head of a hippo, but the skeleton of the limbs is shaped like a monkey or a human.

Five fingers with long, thick arms and toes. And it grabbed the round stone of the ground, and rolled it, and held it, and snubbed it.

Beating the ground as if it were a child who had caused a rash, to a foreign bear who could roar (ho), Sabitoga lagged around the incineration and removed her luggage bag from the spear.

Were these creatures in the woods? With that arm, you can approach and bump into the rust gah sleeping on the tree without a sound.

Sabitoga's not here yet. He turned his back on the burning fire, which was making noise and smoke. All wild beasts are afraid of fire. There is such a myth in the world, but it is a terrible mistake.

Carnivorous animals, in particular, are often excited when they find a flame that burns red and vivid, and thrust at the source of the fire. The sound of flames and burning trees, smoke, or the smell of meat burning. Those elements, which are not present in normal nature, sometimes attract predators.

This fire was meant to attract violent bears. But then the man who set the fire must also be watching the rust and the bear somewhere.

And I'm sure he has a weapon to kill the bear in front of him, and he wants to suck it.

The bear shook his long arm down to the ground and leaned forward with the stones scattered. Coming towards you. Sabitoga screamed his spear and luggage bag in both hands as he circled behind the burning fire.

"Stop your legs! Kill him!

The voices emitted to the Lord of the Incendiary Fire, who was also invisible, were extinguished by the roaring bears that ran out.