Legend

The new appearance of the Cyclops at the end of Mileynes' gaze was clearly different from the presence of the other Cyclops.

Ordinary cyclopses are of such magnitude as whether they exceed four metres in height, whereas their cyclopses are nearly five metres.

Also, the normal cyclops skin is green, whereas the skin color is red. The horns growing from the head are also bigger and sharper than other cyclopses.

And the biggest difference would be the weapon that the cyclops have.

What other cyclopses have is a substitute that is more to be hailed as wood than as a stick, like the tree that grows around it was folded and made.

But what the red cyclops have is a hammer made of metal.

Moreover, the hammer was a hammer the size of which would not be very but could not be held by humans, as if it were assumed to be used by a red cyclops nearly five metres tall from the beginning.

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!"

Its cyclops scream in exasperation and beat its hammer to the ground.

Moments later, the hammer-beaten ground fell heavily cratered, and at the same time lightning ran the ground around the place where it had fallen.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

One of the cyclops screams in pain when he touches the lightning running on the ground.

I guess that scream was funny. The red cyclops lifted the hammer and slammed it to the ground again.

At the same time, thunder runs down the ground again, and the cyclopses who touch it scream.

I guess the power of thunder itself isn't that strong, but I guess that doesn't mean it still doesn't hurt.

"Wow, that sucks. That Cyclops has..."

Mileyne, with a sincerely disgusting look on her face, turns her gaze toward Sulnin.

Sulnin, whose gaze was pointed at him, nodded with a serious look and opened his mouth with a small voice.

"Yeah. Definitely a magic item. It can also be used in cyclops, which means that it consumes less magic to activate it."

"… how can Cyclops use magic items in the first place?"

Johanna's bitter tone of listening to the two was something most people on the spot had to snort at.

Basically, Cyclops is also a monster to be called a raw fleshman who specializes in attacks by giants and the force that makes use of them, but for some reason the Cyclops now at the end of Johanna's gaze use magic items that require magic.

"It must be either a superior species or a rare species. Unfortunately, I don't know which one."

Red cyclops enjoying the practice of beating hammers to the ground more than once to make them scream against other cyclopses.

Watching it, the grunting sulnin was not sure what to do.

Even regular cyclops didn't win if the five of them fought on their own.

That's why I sent Dietz to get reinforcements, which I assumed would also deal with the five regular cyclops.

That, too, would be difficult if they told me if I could bring reinforcements right away.

Shouldn't we pull this place off once?

Such thoughts pass the back of Sulnin's brain.

(That red cyclops, you obviously look like you have an unparalleled strength with the other cyclops. And most of all, the trouble is with that magic item. I don't know how you got it, but that hammer is multiplying the power of the red cyclops by a few times and dozens if you do poorly. At the very least, if you're a stick like any other cyclops, you can do something about it.)

Sulnin turns his gaze toward the red cyclops again, whining inside.

Moments, something cold runs on Sulnin's back.

My eyes fit.

Until a few seconds ago, I was happy to hurt other cyclops, red sacrops, and sulnine eyes.

From where the sulnins lurk to where the red cyclops are, it is about fifty meters away, on which the sulnins hide themselves in the trees.

Furthermore, the red cyclops would be a magic item. They used hammers to generate thunder and enjoy how the other cyclops hurt.

Even so, for some reason now, the eyes of the red cyclops and the sulnin fit snugly.

The normal cyclops around the red cyclops also looked at those who were confused but with the red cyclops looking at them, wondering if the lightning that struck them suddenly stopped.

What spreads around is strange silence.

If we move, we'll undoubtedly find ourselves over there, and even if we don't run away like this, we'll all find out.

(... no, as far as that red cyclops thing goes, it's likely they've already found it)

Still, I guess I can't move because I instinctively understand that that red cyclops is more resistant to digits than normal cyclops.

By nature, a rare species is treated as a rank on one of the underlying monsters.

A good example would be Seto.

Because it is recognised all around that regular griffons are treated as Rank A monsters, whereas Seto has the equivalent of a Rank S monster because of its rare species.

But the red cyclops ahead of Sulnin's gaze seemed like an exception.

"I'm gonna run. Yikes!

While hopelessness is all I can think of no matter how, Mileyne was the first to take action.

To the voice out of its mouth, Sulnin also moves his body reflexively and immediately falls back.

There is no room to be able to think about things like whether or not they can already be found by the enemy.

Just run away. With that all in my head, I run out toward those who keep the carriage.

Naturally, if that happens, it is impossible to imitate such things as moving around without making a sound, and the sound is also heard by the red cyclops in a remote location.

"Guaaaaaa?"

But...... the only thing I noticed was the red cyclops, and the normal cyclops didn't look like I noticed the sound until then.

Originally, cyclops are protruding and high in muscle strength and strength, but they are never sensibly sharp.

No, if Cyclops had a sharp five senses in addition to its high muscle strength and strength, he would have registered as a higher ranked monster, not a rank C monster.

That's why I never noticed the presence of the Mileynes moving around making the sound of breaking the trees.

... except for the red cyclops, though.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaa"

A huge roar echoing around.

Hearing that, the Cyclops rush toward those with Mileynes with their own sticks, which are also their own weapons, as they panicked.

Most importantly, cyclops are never smart at running speeds.

This would also be why the Cyclops, which emit a powerful blow, are located in the Rank C monster.

However, being a giant means that the stride of a step is also huge, and even if it is dull and heavy, it does not mean that it can never be easily extended.

The bushes and stretching trees would get in the way, especially if they were humans, but with a giant like Cyclops, it's like there's no obstacle to that extent.

With a dull sound, the five cyclopses follow the Mileynes.

At first it was the Cyclops who didn't know why they were running toward the bushes, but one accidentally captures Sulnin in their gaze.

It is significant that he was the oldest of the Mileynes and Johannas, and at the same time a profession that did not like to move the body called the Wizard, and that as a wizard he wore hard-to-move gear such as cloaks and canes.

And if we find the human figure, naturally the Cyclops will also understand what they are after, and will increase the speed at which they run to fill their bellies that were not satisfied by the deer they all devoured earlier.

"Gaaaaaa!"

One of the cyclops makes a loud scream and throws a stick in his hand with a sulnin 'eye.

A stick the size of which would not be very ordinary human but would not be able to lift, spinning, goes to the sulnin...... but hits the tree that was growing along the way and a roar echoes around it.

The tree I hit broke, but fortunately that drops the stick momentum and falls to the ground.

"Keep your distance, we're moving around on horses!

"Are you going back to Gilm!?

Johanna screams at Mileyne's instructions.

But the color of convincing is strong in that cry.

We can't beat the Red Cyclops on our own. Because I was so sure.

I didn't actually fight, I just saw that from afar.

Nonetheless, we instinctively understood that that red cyclops was stronger than ourselves.

And besides the red cyclops, there are five normal cyclops.

If it turns out to be a battle, we have no chance of winning for ourselves, no matter what we think.

"Naturally, if you fight like this and you're doomed, these guys might go to Gilm! Dietz is going to Gilm, but I don't know if that's gonna work out.... Ouch!

Running through the bushes, the trees stretched out cause thin scratches on the cheeks.

Still, I can't afford to be in that slight pain right now, so I just run toward the one with the horse.

What you hear from behind is the fierce voice of the five cyclopses.

After Mileyne and the others pushed the trees back, wondering if they would ever let the food to fill their bellies escape.

"Ha, ha, ha, I'm working out for once. Are you saying it wasn't enough?"

Sulnin with a wand in his hand squeaks as he runs.

Especially with the magic activator wand getting in the way of running, but there's no reason to throw that away as a wizard.

Wizards, as is often said of ordinary people if they cannot use magic, wizards are only there because they can use magic.

And magic is a substitute that has the potential to reverse a single shot when we are in a crisis.

"Huh!? I'm going away for a moment!

Ekril, who was watching Sulnin, so loudly leaves the line.

Because it was a distracted action by the trees, it succeeded in leaving the line without being found by the cyclops, and quickly ascended to nearby trees.

Because it was initially light-hearted, its speed was also a bandit-face loss.

He then hangs his foot on a tree branch and pulls the arrow out of the arrow barrel on his back and pulls the bow he had in his hand.

The flying arrow heads straight for the Cyclops, who are running the lead among those following the Mileynes.

"Gaaaaaa!"

Cyclops raises the roar of agony at the sharp pain caused by an arrow pierced in his right arm.

But for a cyclops with a giant size of about four meters, an arrow is not powerful enough to be called fatal if stabbed.

He waves his fist in frustration with an arrow poking at his right arm, and when he easily taps a tree about fifty cm thick that was growing nearby, he restarts his pursuit of the Mileynes as if he forgot the arrows were already poking him.

While I was folding a tree in frustration, other cyclopses that were chasing me from behind chased me through, so I got to the rear, but I don't even seem to care about it.

Still, the Cyclops that were in the lead fell off at the rear of the line, which also means they were able to buy some time against the Cyclops chasing the Mileynes.

(If this is the case, I should have bought the poison)

As his next prey, Ekril regrets it as he releases an arrow to the Cyclops, who are once again running the lead.

The original target of the crusade was one regular cyclops, and there were arithmetic formulas that would win enough with just the scorching wind if they were to that extent opponents.

In addition, Johanna and her companions, who have a bad friend and rival relationship there, will somehow join the crusade, and they will have the perfect strength to deal with one Cyclops.

Ekril, who saw it, wondered if he would buy the poison but ended up stopping it.

Cyclops, who are extremist fleshmen and rightly described as brain muscles, are also highly healing.

If it is a poison that works for someone like that, it is because it was very expensive.

(For the most part, I don't know if it's a rare or superior species of cyclops, but there is such a thing. Normal cyclops act alone.... definitely because of that red one!

I release a few more arrows from my inner frustration into my chest.

Each time an arrow pierces the body of the cyclops running the lead, a roar mixed with pain and irritation is raised.

For a few minutes then, Ekril, who decided it was time to find where he was, jumped off a branch he had scaffolded saying he was sorry to be left like this... the next moment he was struck mightily by his body and fell straight to the ground.

A destructive sound that echoes around at the same time.

If Ekril could have seen the branches of the tree he was standing on before he lost consciousness, he would have seen the growing trees of the branches he was standing on broken in the middle with a blow of the red cyclops, plus the sight burning due to thunder from the place where the hammer hit him.

... and the griffon coming from above to himself and the figure of a facial acquaintance with a sickle in his hand on its back.