The roasting sound of meat. Busy bickering.

I never thought I could hear them all at the forefront of the goblin stampede. Well, I'm the one who brought those factors in.

Adoras started BBQ saying he was working about today while sharing supplies with the adventurers Adoras collected. Some of the crates were booze, and as the watchman stared, everyone began to drink them.

Ask Daniela to put up a wind magic junction so the smell doesn't leak. The unlucky emerald chosen as a watchman is standing on the wall staring around and kicking snow out of frustration.

"Sorry, let me keep an eye on you at a time like this"

"Mr. Asagi...... no, this is also from work ss"

"Well, well, don't be so infidel, you can still eat this. I burned it."

"... that sounds like it."

"It's not like that, it's because it tastes good."

That's how I stayed up all night while I was distracting myself. I threw those who had been intoxicated by the liquor for a long time into the tent, and when the watch was replaced, I went to Namira village with one, Legs of the Divine Wolf. I knew I was worried, because I had decided in advance to go right back after just checking on what was going on.

I gently blanket Daniela, who rows the boat next door, out of the tent. I told the watchman that I was coming out for a moment, and then I headed back to Namira village.

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My body is feeling a lot better too. I don't even mean it, but I didn't feel uncomfortable flying all the way if it was usually wind speed enough to fight. You will arrive in Namira village in no time.

Thin lights are leaking from the village chief's house a little deeper than the centre of the village. Maybe it's the candlelight.

There were footprints on the snow as I approached the house. He's coming from the woods, walking around the house for a week, then heading inside the door. It would be Marcel and Silkett. I heard a little talk from inside and a laugh. They're getting along.

I whistle briefly. Then I can't hear any of the talking inside, and the door opens gently.

"Good evening. I'm here to check on you."

"Mr. Asagi!

It was Silkett who opened the door. Marcel has a sword right behind him. Once he peeked in, Fells was covered in futons and crouched behind his chair.

"That's for the rabbit, honey"

"Hey, you look like you've been a good girl."

"Yeah!"

Slap the floor with the tips and toenails and drop the snow before going inside. Marcel hushed her sword into her sheath, leaking her relieved breath.

"Surprised!

"Sorry about that. Come without saying anything."

"That's right. But thank you for your concern."

Silkett smiles happily.

"Well, I took care of Silkett. Here."

"Wow......!

"Looks delicious!

I take the roasted meat, vegetables, and fish out of the empty bag I was carrying. Of course, it was cooked at the BBQ tonight. I was sneaking it up and putting it in a vain bag. For the hard work to the three of us who are working away.

"This is what Silkett's father collected for me. I cooked that. There's plenty to eat."

"I'll have it!

"Here you go!

Fells and Marcel quickly hit the meat. Silkett is a little rushed to see how it goes.

"Um, sorry to bother you"

"It's okay. Because I owe it to Silkett. I'll keep an eye on you outside, so eat slowly."

"Thank you. I'll have it."

Nodding, Silkett also headed to the table where the food was spread. When I saw it, I opened the door again and went outside. Tonight is a good moon night without clouds. The view is good, there is no wind and I feel quiet and pleasant cold.

Goblins lurk in the dark at night like that. They will not be helped when they form a detachment to strike this village again. That's a very joke. That is unacceptable.

"Phew..."

Exhale white and concentrate, expanding Sign Sensing. Like crepe fabric, it stretches thinly around the village.

From the snowfields to the woods, from the woods to behind them.

There is no distinction between demons, animals and people in a thinly spread sensing area. Anyway, all I know is that there's something out there.

"Sooo..."

Inhale cold air through your nose. I can well see my brain awakening to the cold.

"... like this"

I checked the whole thing, but there were no reactions that I was particularly concerned about. There's nothing around. I can feel as relieved as I can find that out.

On such a cold night, animals will return to their nest holes, and there will be no goblins chasing such animals. The adventurers would have largely exterminated the guys out on the ground...

Besides, that abandoned city county should be miserable right now. Goblins won't come out first. I can't afford that. Whatever, because I don't have any food.

"Mr. Asagi?

"Oh, what?

"I've got it all... what's wrong?

At some point Silkett looks surprised when he opens the door and sees this way.

"No, there's nothing. Yeah, there was nothing around. Don't worry, I'll be fine for a while."

"Thank you from what to what"

"No, no, because food is thanks to silkets"

I laugh bitterly at the silket that bows my head. It's this one who's taking care of you.

"This, ingredients. I'll leave it and eat it. Ask for Fells."

"Okay. It's hard not to be helpful on the front line, but I'll take care of this one."

"Yeah, I'm counting on you. Good night, then."

Get the crate out of the bag and I'll head back to the front. Tomorrow I'm going to see what's going on in Ruined City County. I want this battle to be over soon... if I'm going to be able to raid it, I want to keep attacking it.

For Fells, for everyone in the village, for people in the Imperial capital. And even for the dead Queen's Night Goblin.

I wanted to finish this goblin stampede fast.