Isekai Taneuma

Hahaha and a disturbing breath were stuck in the forest. The shade is shaking and the trees of the forest are shaking. The Werewolf, the rival chief of the Gargantuar, was running to sew between the lush and lush trees of the forest. It was incredible to him that someone in this great forest could hunt himself down so easily. But the shadow of chasing him comes in a straight line like a bird freely flying around the trees of the forest, as if it were easy to say.

How can I escape? I didn't think of a choice but to run desperately. Until now, he thought he was the strongest hunter in the woods, trembling with humiliation and feeling unspeakable fear. There are fewer hands left when it turns out that they are not as strong as those who think they are. He had lost the means to resist. All I had to do was run.

At that time, there was a whistle and a severe pain in his shoulder. When my legs fell and rolled on the spot, the arrow pierced my shoulder and ripped my shoulder muscles apart. After enduring the severe pain and looking up over his head, he saw the priest guarding the bow and arrow on the tree. It was already too late to realize that the arrow was aiming straight at him, and a second arrow was stuck in his Achilles tendon.

"Gu, guuuuuu!!

As he withstood the pain of biting his back teeth, he managed to escape, stirring up the ground like a potato with only one hand and one foot left. However, it was only funny to try to escape from someone who could catch up even if he desperately ran away. Soon another footsteps approached after him and found a rival chief rolling on the ground, laughing like a broken toy.

"Fufufufu... hahahahaha!! Great job, chief! Where's the first power?

The man who came after him… Pantaguel, Raven's leader, grabbed the head of a tireless rival chief and pulled his body so violently that he turned upside down. Even though the rival chief screamed, he just laughed at the scream without saying it was pleasant.

"Help... help..."

"Ahahahahaha!! Please forgive me! Cry and apologize! You stupid beast! You see the humiliation of being robbed of your village!!

"Help me... I'm sorry... because I was wrong... so only the villagers... help the villagers... help me..."

The rival chief shed pitiful tears and begged Pantaguer for forgiveness. But seeing such an unusual beast, instead of feeling sympathetic, he bounced with joy.

"No, I won't forgive you! We Raven will kill all of your tribes! It's only natural, right? You deserve it, don't you? Thinking about what you've done to us, what can I do for you?

"Uuuu ~... uuuuu ~... even though I'm asking you so much... you devil! Curse me!

Who's the devil, you son of a bitch?

When Pantaguel suddenly returned to his true face, he slammed the body of his rival chief on the ground without saying that he was awake. And he moaned painfully, pointing the pistol he had at his head,

"When you attacked our city, did you help Raven to get help? If they kicked us out of the city, we wouldn't have been able to live in the woods, and you told us to die or become slaves. Who is the devil... if the forest is weak and strong and weak, then it is your turn to be taken. What do you think? How does it feel to be robbed...? You know how we feel!

"Gu... guuuuuu ~..."

"Die with that feeling, if you understand!

Bam!... a dry gunshot burst out of my rival chief's head. There was a black hole in his forehead from which blood drained like a faucet. His eyes, opened in astonishment, no longer reflected anything. When Pantaguel saw his face, he smiled with joy again.

At that time, looting continued in the village of rival chiefs.

Raven and the others with guns relentlessly chase the werewolves, who are already losing their warfare. They shouted indiscriminately, asking whether they understood the feelings of those who had been driven out of the village, and relentlessly attacked even the defenceless women and children.

In the corner of the village, men gathered in one place are forced to choose whether to die or surrender while being held to a pistol. Also approaching were the Beast men, who were similarly attacked by Raven and chose to surrender.

Raven attacked the villages as if they were a herd of beasts thrown into the wild, and became a great force.

"... it's ugly."

Diogenes, a priest, groaned uncomfortably as he surrounded Raven with such a young, unmanned behavior. He was attacking the village ahead of Raven and was given a role like a Special Attack Captain to neutralize men with high combat power. I don't really want to imitate him, but he had a reason to.

He was the heart of former Sir Hermes Isaac XI. For that reason, I had no choice but to say that my master, Isaac, had been taken hostage.

After losing in the Hermes War, he and his colleague Permel were looking for an opportunity to fight back at another hideout than Isaac. However, one day, it was not the master who came to them, but the Imperial soldier who captured him. The Imperial soldier, Pizarro, told them that Isaac was being held captive.

"If Lord Hermes is taken to the Empire, he will be executed as soon as possible. But if you'll help me... his neck might still be connected."

That said, they had no choice but to obey. Their loyalty was genuine, and even if they avenged the Empire, there would be no point in losing their divinity.

However, there was no way that a man could be trusted in such a vicious way. That's why they were going to move on to Isaac's recapture... Strangely enough, Pizarro didn't take part in the war while he was in the Imperial Army, and he just kept on doing what seemed pointless at first sight: attacking a Wesen settlement in the big forest, and so far he hasn't shown any gaps.

To be honest, since they had nothing to do with their homeland, Hermes, there was no resistance to attacking the Beasts themselves... I didn't know what a man might think, Pizarro, and they were just puzzled.

With that in mind, Diogenes watched the looting unfolding as Permel returned with Pantaguel, scraping the grass and the vegetation apart.

There was only one man in the village who was strong enough to deal with the priests, whether it should be the head of the beast or not. Permel managed to win against such a chief by himself. In Pantagluel's hand, the beast's neck was hanging, and his more cloudy eyes stared at the empty hollow.

When he saw the village, he ran up in a good mood.

"Hahahahaha!! I killed your chief!! You guys lost!! From now on, follow me, Pantaguel!!

He ran around the village, shaking the head of the poor chief as if he were his own. The villagers seem to have completely lost their warfare with the murder of the chief they relied on. The children are crying together and the women are desperately begging for their lives. And some of the men decided to give up and follow Raven.

So Raven also absorbed the Beasts and expanded his forces. Nowadays, it is an unusual big place in the big forest, and perhaps I won't lose without the help of a priest anymore.

However, if this continues, it is only a matter of time before the forest faction map changes. Until then, when it comes to nature, here in the Great Forest, beasts weren't just against nature.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

It was when Raven and the others continued their looting. All of a sudden, I thought there was a scream coming up from the back of the village, and then I heard a roar like a roar. Until then, Raven and the others, who had wandered around the village on their own, calmed down and looked back towards their voices.

"Oh... it's an orc... the orc is out!!

When someone shouted, Raven and the others started screaming and fleeing like the Spider-Son was scattered. There are clashes everywhere and angers are flying around. In the middle of such a fuss, a huge body, like a mountain with green skin, waves incredibly large sticks. The orcs were not two in one, they were a good number.

"Okay, it's hard! Teachers, help me!!

As the two priests gazed at the sight, Pantaguel, who had been running around the village until now, changed his blood phase and returned. He pointed to the orc and said,

"Come on, hurry! They'll kill my people!!

"... who are you?

However, when the priests turned their faces uncomfortably, they said coldly. Pantagluel blinked her eyes.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Can't you see that?

I can see that, but what is it?

"Whatever...."

"We were told by Pizarro that we would help you avenge your beast. But I don't know any demons."

"Brr...."

"If you attacked the village with a dark cod, you could see this happening. We're not here to wipe your ass. You can do it on your own."

"That's not good! It's a trick! If you don't listen, I'll tell Pizarro!!

Pantaguel turned bright red and approached the two priests. They say their breath stinks, and they punch them with an uncomfortable expression.

"... how long has the werewolf been mixed with foxes?

"What...?

He says he's like a fox who borrows the power of a tiger.

"What the fuck!!

The words hurt the pride of the beast that remained in Pantagluel. When he got angry like a fiery fire, his face turned bright red and jumped on the priests. However, they yawned at such a Pantagluel attack.

"Even so, the Beast is not against us. Besides, do you really think you can beat us at the lower level?

"You bastard! Damn it!!

"... no, he's got blood on his head and he's not listening."

It was when the two priests stunned at Pantagluel like that. Pizarro, who heard the noise, rushed towards them.

"What's all this noise? Noisy....."

Then Pantaguel's face sparkled. He stopped the hand that was attacking the two priests and rushed to Pizarro as if the bullied boy had found the teacher coming.

"Pizarro! Listen to me! There's an orc in the village! Yet these priests do not fight. This is a betrayal, even though it could be wiped out! That's why you scolded them both!

"... is that so? Mr. Permel, Mr. Diogenes?

When Pizarro asked for confirmation, they turned away in silence. The answer didn't come back, but the attitude seemed to be the answer. When he exhales, hah ~...

"If you don't want to do it, you can't help it. So, are we about to withdraw? I'm sorry to trouble Raven, but let's stop him."

"What!?

Pantaguel, who heard that, rushed out in front of Pizarro with an incredible expression.

"I can't let that happen! Pizarro, you're abandoning us!?

"There's no point in being with you if we don't get rid of everything ourselves. We're on your side, but we're not your guardians. Don't get me wrong around here."

"Oh no! We can't do this without you now...."

"Chieftain, help me! Chieftain!!"

At that time, a distant voice called out for Raven's help, who was being attacked by an orc. Pantaguel, who was called the chief of the clan, glanced back. He thought he had to help at all costs. He still had some pride as chief.

Pantaguel roared... and stared at Pizarro with his hateful eyes.

"If you've been using us all along and suddenly you're so mean... then you should just watch! But remember that!? Once you've cleared the orc, it's your turn!!

Pantaguel shouted with regret and ran to the village, turning his back to the three shrugging shoulders. I wonder if you're going to kill Pizarro. Apparently, he mistakenly thinks he has grown stronger with more friends.

Indeed, Raven had become a huge force sometime. Many villages will be attacked, their forces will be absorbed, and hundreds of beasts will be able to compete against any tribe. But after all, it was a crowd of Wu 'u. Originally, Raven and his men had no fighting power, and they couldn't even fight without the Imperial weapons Pizarro supplied. Besides, the chiefs who led them were low-level beasts, and so were the beasts who defeated and followed them.

Pantaguel jumped into the orc herd. Seeing such a chief, Raven and the others followed him with a look of expectation for a moment. But that was all.

The chief, who was their hope, was quickly twisted down and knocked down on the ground, thinking he had jumped into the oak. At that moment, he begged for his life with a cry that did not seem to belong to the world, but the orc ignored such pathetic chiefs' pleas and beat the stick on his body alternately as if it were a mochi.

Bakki! Bakki! The sound that could not be thought to come out of the human body echoed all over the village. The limbs twisted in an impossible direction and no longer stopped the human prototype. When that stick hits you in the head, punch! There was a strange sound, like a watermelon split, and the bright red blood scattered.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

The orcs looked at it and shouted victorious voices, looking around for the next prey.

At that moment, Raven's hopeless expressions of despair raised an incomparable scream and hit each other trying to escape first, rolling around with each other, and panic could no longer be cleaned up.

Pizarro sighed at the pathetic appearance of Raven.

"Oh dear... we can't even use them for things. I can't help it, Mr. Permel, Mr. Diogenes. Can you help them?"

"... didn't you just abandon me?

"Yeah, I told you earlier, but we still need them to help us. If I punish you, Raven and the others will grow a little bit too, so could you please excuse me for one thing and calm down?

"Hmm... don't get me wrong. We didn't originally have bad feelings for them."

When the two priests said so, they came forward to help Raven and the others. That's what I told Pizarro, but he was actually a little cleared up. Until now, they thought that Teko would move, but now it seems like they can't help it.

Nevertheless, they sighed, saying that being able to do so unilaterally in the oak was not so different from being a beast. The Orcs are certainly powerful demons, but their heads are simple, so if you deal with them calmly, they're not scary enemies. For example, if we take a distance and strike a tingling Ranged Attack, or if we use cloud magic on ourselves, that huge figure will become just a chunk of meat.

The two priests raised their hands with that intention and tried to cast a spell... but they thought then.

Even the Beast is on that street. What about this great man? I've been taken hostage and I can't help but obey, but if they die here now, they'll be free...

Now, if we let go of the orc without defeating it, Pizarro will surely be killed. No, why don't we just clean it up with our own hands? Yeah, why didn't you ever try to kill him?

It was when they thought about it and looked back,

"I'm a coward, so I'm trying to keep in touch. If they don't hear from me, the Imperial Army may decide that I'm dead and drop Lord Hermes' head. I don't want my nephew to die in order to gain power, so if I don't stop him, I might as well."

Behind my back, I heard the voice of Pizarro as if I had seen through their thoughts.

"If I were killed by an orc here, the Empire would judge me dead, or you would rescue Lord Hermes... which would be the first?"

"... do you think we'll be late for an orc?

"Oh, no! Of course I trust you."

"... hmm"

They leaned against the pizzaro so that they could not see the expression, and jumped to the orc herd with their teeth. Pizarro dropped them off with a half-laugh.

If you want to manipulate people as you like, you don't just threaten them, you sometimes need candy. The death of Pantagluel, who was in good spirits at the moment, would have made them a little bit cool. But what happens to Raven after he loses his leader...? They are highly dependent, indecisive, and incapable of thinking alone. It's convenient for the manipulator, but that's why it's troublesome to rely on yourself. They need a leader.

I killed Pantagluel to drain the gas of the two priests, but who should I lead next...?

Pizarro looked around and saw a werewolf in the shadow of the building, hiding from the oak and trembling.

"That was convincing Pantagluel, his men... did you say his name was the bee?

He was screaming for revenge among the evicted Raven as he was investigating the tribes of the Great Forest for the legacy of Lord Hermes. From now on, Raven and the others must attack other settlements. Then perhaps that helpless, angry incarnate man deserves it the most....

Pizarro smiled and walked scared to the hidden bee.