I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

31 March. Today is the day of the Moon Festival.

We were aiming for the demonic realm as the sun rose, and we reached its entrance without any particular problems. I hear there's a festival in town at night, so I'd like to be back by then. If you fly it, it's about 3 hours each way, so if you can hunt the Warcraft early, you should be able to go back fine.

"Gah, gah, gah!"

"Glow, oro, oro, oro!"

It was a dark, deep sea of trees with huge trees. Just stand at the entrance and you can sense the voices and signs of the various warcraft.

"Is this the B enchantment, the crystal tree cage?"

"Lots of signs of the Warcraft"

"On"

'Well, I'll make sure. The aim is the middle tier. Target the right warcraft for meat'

"Mm-hmm. Get the meat"

"On on."

No matter how powerful the Warcraft is, not all of it is suitable for consumption. We don't have time this time, and we need to find the target warcraft as soon as we can. I heard in the Adventurer Guild that there are many Warcraft, especially suitable for consumption, in the middle belly of a tree sea called the Middle Layer.

With Fran on board, Ursi jumped up all at once with an air leap. I plan to keep running over the tree sea and head all the way to the middle belly.

I'd like to try hunting even in the shallow layers if possible, but now it's time priority. Too bad.

"Is that the crystal tree?

"Oh, a demon tree over 3,000 years old."

Crystal trees are a type of demon tree that emits special magic to attract herbivorous warcraft. The bigger you get, the stronger the magic, and the stronger the Warcraft you attract. The crystal tree itself is a treat for the herbivore, and it seems that the warcraft will fight the outer enemy to protect the tree. At the heart of this enchantment lies the largest crystal tree in the world.

Because carnivorous warcraft gather around crystal trees for herbivorous warcraft drawn to them, there is a wide variety of warcraft living around them. In other words, it was no exaggeration to say that this tree was creating a demonic realm.

From the back of a wolf running over a tree sea, I could see the beauty of a crystal tree. It would be about 300 meters tall. As the name suggests, the branches are as brilliant as crystals. That's the first sight you won't see on Earth.

I also saw shadows like birds flying around the trees. Looks like a little bird compared to a giant crystal tree, but would actually be over 3 meters. It would be a pain in the ass if that herd attacked you,

"Be careful, if you get too close to that tree, you may encounter the Warcraft of Threat B."

"I know."

"Is it time for the middle class? Ursi, can you get down to the side where the Warcraft is?

"On!"

'All right, it's meat you're after!

"Ooh."

"On!"

20 minutes later.

"Vagina ah!

"Boogie!"

"Ursi, that way"

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

We discovered a herd of Warcraft and succeeded in capturing about five of them. Threat F Warcraft, it's Swamp Pig. It is a warcraft similar to a pig that dwells in mud, bearing the likeness of a methyl. I did it once, but honestly, it's off the hook.

It doesn't taste bad because it's a pig-based warcraft. I'd say it's rather delicious. However, compared to pigs like the so-called brand pigs, which are raised in a special way, the taste drops, and the smell takes a lot of effort to remove the odor because of the muddy smell. Running adventurers are the prey to pocket money. Though it may be amazing to say that it remains wild with no varietal improvements or special breeding methods, and tastes close to brand pigs.

Well, it's insurance for when no other warcraft was available.

"Ursi, look for the Warcraft again"

"On!"

"Go deeper?

'Right, let's get closer to the crystal tree. It seems that this area is still about between the shallow and the middle.'

Swamp Pig is a shallow warcraft, if it's supposed to be.

1 hour later.

We were confronted by a pig. No, I've had a lot of trouble. I almost only wanted to hunt for the target warcraft, but only at a time like this would I run into a bunch of non-edible warcraft or something.

"This is the one the captain said?

"Oh, the golden pig, for sure"

Race Name: Grimblesti: Demon Pig: Warcraft LV22

HP: 716 MP: 226 Arm Strength: 309 Health: 366 Agility: 203 Intelligence: 85 Magic: 119 Instrument: 81

Skills

Intimidation: Lv4, Flame Resistance: Lv3, Punching Tooth: Lv3, Punching Tooth: Lv4, Cold Resistance: Lv4, Penetration: Lv6, Thunder Resistance: Lv3, Sharp Olfaction, Hair Enhancement, Hair Hardening, Non-Retrogression

Description: Warcraft similar to a pig, with golden body hair. The body hair is very stiff and plays some sorcery. The fangs also knock down the great trees, sometimes even more than double their enemies. They are also called mad pigs because they don't know about retrogression and keep making stupid advances. Threat D. The demon stone position is the heart.

We were able to meet successfully. Besides, you're a big individual there. Height 5 meters over. The mass would be more than double that of a wolf.

"Meat matters, you can't attack too hard."

"I know."

"Ursi is a dead end."

"Grrrrrrrr!"

If you hurt me, that's all the blood you get. If the blood flows too much, the taste will drop, and depending on the way the scratches are scratched, the portion you can eat will decrease.

The ideal is to pierce the Demon Stone with one blow...

You can't mindfulness catapults. Even if we could knock it down, we'd crush a fair amount of meat.

"Boogie giggie!"

"Shit! Avoid it, Fran!

If I was lost, a golden pig ran into me. Fast beyond imagination. I tried to blunt my movements with mindfulness, but it didn't work at all with the mindfulness of the vegetables that I didn't even hoard.

"Gu!"

"Fran, are you okay?

"Something like that."

I avoided a direct hit, but was bugged nearly 10 meters just for plundering. It's very powerful. If it was Earth, a few large trees of the level known as Michigi or something would be knocked down.

I can't take a shit about this. I just need to add a piece. Using an aerial leap to get his attitude in the air, Fran stood me up with a retightened look.

"I'll dig a hole in dirt magic, so guide Ursi. They'll get out of here soon anyway, but they should be able to hold off for a few seconds. Fran's going for it."

"Okay."

"On"

"Bugaoooooooooo!"

I activated dirt magic continuously, creating a large cavity beneath the ground. Ursi moves around chorocholo in front of the golden pig, as provoking. You're daring to get smaller and increase your eyesight.

"Ohoo!"

The guiding light, a golden pig cocked by a wolf much smaller than himself, went mad and rushed to crush his unscrupulous opponent.

Once again, the trees are knocked down. It's an awesome thrust that reminds me of a big truck, but that turned out to be an enemy. The explanation also said that he didn't know about retrogression.

"Buggy?!

"It took! Fran! '

"Mmm."

Fran made a big leap toward the golden pig that was falling into the pit. I stretch my torso thin with morphological deformity so that it reaches my heart with one blow.

"Ha!

"Boogie, giggie, giggie, giggie!"

Fran switched me backwards. And keep that momentum up, activate the LV8 sword moves, pinpoint stubs, and stab me in the back of a golden pig. Just a slight resistance penetrates the spine and flesh of the golden pig, me penetrating the demon stone precisely. It's an ideal blow with as little damage as you can do to anything but Demon Stone.

I stored the golden pig for now. I'd like to dismantle it immediately, but the smell of blood will call for other warcraft here. You'll have to rent space to dismantle the Adventurer Alliance.

However, now we have the pork. Even if we dismantle it, we'll be able to take nearly a ton of meat alone.

'Okay, next!

"Yeah."

"Ooh!"

Over the next two hours or so, he succeeded in capturing two cow warcraft apis and five chicken warcraft grinkambi. Grinkambi discovered the nest, so he got about eight eggs, and it's a huge harvest.

But every warcraft was pretty tough, and we were pretty worn out. Not as good as a dungeon, but the count rate is high, and I'd like to give it a break to reveal it here overnight. I served my purpose. Let's go home.

Something tells me the tree sea has a weird vibe, too. This is the first place I've been, so I can't say with certainty what's weird...... Softens without meaning. Both Ursi and Fran were alike, and somewhere restless.

But soon we'll know who we were feeling uncomfortable with.

Dogooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Huh?"

"Ugh? What the hell is this magic!

"Ku......"

A sudden roar echoes through the demonic realm. At the same time, immense magic was emitted.

"Master, that"

"You're flying something."

A giant bird was seen flying near the crystal tree. It glows from time to time. Not far enough to be able to make an appraisal, but I was immediately thinking who I was.

"It's Thunderbird. Besides, there are two Storm Eagles."

Thunderbird is Class B. Storm Eagle is a Class D Warcraft. When I heard about the demonic realm in the Adventurers Guild, I was a warcraft taught as one of the warcraft to be particularly careful with.

The threat is the same as the demons we fought before, but if they tell us if we can beat Thunderbird now... It will be tough. It has no limitations whatsoever, and can fully demonstrate its abilities. At least, an easy win won't be possible. Besides, I can follow the subordination.

But the unusual magic we felt wasn't Thunderbird's.

"People fighting?

Someone was flying in the sky and confronting the Thunderbirds. The magic emanating from its shadow has also reached a bin in this far away place.

Shall I fight alone? I'd say reckless - but I feel like that shadow is going to win a whole lot. The identity of the discomfort we were feeling is a sign of this person. While we were so far apart, the perception of crisis and the perception of signs would have reacted slightly.

"Here we go"

"On"

Thunderbird threw thunder out of his mouth. An awesome discharge illuminates the perimeter. But the shadow was thunderous and dangerous.

Was that a restraint? Thunderbirds thrust into the shadows with tremendous speed. Thanks to watching from afar, we can follow the movement, but if it was close range, we might be losing sight of him. That was fast. It just doesn't hit the shadows. What kind of reflexes are you on?

The birds' attacks cut off one sky after another and ranged once again to re-divide them.

But don't miss the gap, and the shadow strikes back. No, it starts, or it's all settled in one counterattack though.

"Lots of swords"

"Sorcery? No, skills?

When the shadow protruded his hand, a huge number of swords appeared around it. No, seriously, like I've been traveling momentarily, all of a sudden the sword came out. Did you summon, embody and produce magic, or something else? Don't feel the magic quite strong from one bottle to the next. Once appraised, I think each possesses the power of the Demon Sword Class.

The sword that appears storms the birds at high speed as it is. The speed is slower than my mind-blowing catapult, but that number is a threat. At any rate, there will be nearly 100 bottles. That was the treasure trove face of the Golden Hero King.

The warcraft, trapped in the cage of the sword and no longer in the escape, were pierced by the falling sword, and fell one by one. That's overwhelming.

"Wow."

"Yeah, but I don't want to be involved with each other if I can."

I don't even know if he's a good guy. I don't want to get into any trouble. The Shadow must have gone to retrieve the defeated Warcraft. I went down to the crystal tree.

We're on our way, and we're going back to Barbora.