Middle-aged Adventurer Kein’s Good Deed

"Master Kane, this way."

Laurier will lead the way.

As a depressed (uh-huh), it was an ancient forest where I thought there was no place for people to walk, but if we continue after Laurier, we see a single path through the forest as if it were paved.

"But it's about as hot as winter..."

As soon as they entered the ancient woods, Kane and the others took off their cold gear.

Strangely enough, it changed from the moment we went into the woods to a spring climate.

It's in a dim forest covered in trees, yet warm enough to sweat as you walk.

"With the grace of God Ludo the Spirit, the ancient forest is very warm. The closer you get to the Evergreen Sanctuary in the back of the woods, the higher the temperature."

That's what Sister Sylvia tells me.

"The sanctuary of the Spirit God, Ludo, is always cheerful in the early summer. I always say that I should say a sanctuary in ever-summer, not ever-spring."

Laurier makes such a joke.

No, this may not be a joke, it may be true.

Even in winter, I could see why the forest plants were not withering, and why spices, originally native to the South, could be picked in this forest.

I can't pick it up one way or the other, but even if Kane, whose main business is' herb hunting ', just sees it puffy, I can see that there are delicious mountain vegetables and useful medicinal herbs growing there that I can eat.

As a matter of fact, from earlier on, Kane has put up with wanting to collect.

I didn't know you didn't use all this resources......

"It's a very rich forest."

This would also expect food support for the Beast Man.

"The hearts of the people who live there, they're not very rich."

Laurier's words leading Kane soon turned out to be no joke.

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Kane covers Nova. Tetra stood in front of Kane.

"Oh, my God, these guys!

The sword princess Anastrea leaves the front on guard.

Fully armed elf archers in green light armor, which is also the protected color of the forest, carefully lock this one on.

"Princess Anna, if you get your hands on it, it's in Akan"

Witch Maya panics and stops Princess Anna.

"Tetra can't do that, either."

"Grrrrrrrrrr......"

Kane also stopped Tetra from trying to strip her fangs upside down with white tendencies.

"The queen has returned, but you are very welcome."

Even against the cold hostility of so many archers that they completely surround the line, Laurier says in a relaxed tone as usual.

If you care about this kind of thing, you can't do it with an elf.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about including beasts and dirty people in our ancient woods in the quote that left the woods on your own?

Yes, it was the glittering blonde who opened his mouth at the head.

Among the well-dressed elves, he is a remarkable beauty at first sight, and the armored breastplate and waist rapiers he wears are expensive with golden embellishments.

You're an elf young man like your son, but you can't hide only the arrogance of his appearance.

In contrast, Sister Sylvia stood in front and said she was pissed that Laurier couldn't handle it.

"Irvin! How long have you been pointing your bow at me? You know they're not enemies."

"This is the queen Sylvia earlier. Haven't seen you in two hundred years...... excuse me. Many monsters are now attacking the ancient woods in an emergency."

When the blonde elves called Irvin waved, the elf archers finally bowed down.

Apparently, this man is the representative of the elves.

Sister Sylvia, who is so full of love for the arrogant elves, says with her anger exposed.

"I don't mean to, but we're here to help you elves at the request of Queen Laurier. Do you have this attitude?

"It's an extra favor, former queen...... Our problems will be solved by us"

Irvin says uncomfortably.

"I guess Laurier came to me because I can't do that"

As for Sylvia, she just got annoyed.

If you say we can handle this ourselves, I want you to do it now.

"That, too, was a stranger to me...... you just said that it would be delightful and sad for you to reprimand Master Sylvia for a long time. Not at all. It's troubling His Majesty Laurier."

Irvin sighs, man.

Sylvia's words are on a pretty painful spot, but Elf's high pride doesn't admit it.

This is the annoyance of the elves.

The only person who is arrogant is not the blonde elf princess in front of this eye.

The people of the elves, who have a much older history than the people, all believe in themselves as noble and the best species.

"Mr. Silvia. Who is this man?

"Irvin is the chief of the Elf's largest tribe, the Raster tribe. He's the organizer of the Seven Tribal Councils, the head of a substantial elf country."

That's what Sylvia replied abominably when Kane asked.

Meanwhile, even in this pressing air, my sister Laurier says in a slight tone.

"There are hundreds of warriors of stubborn beasts. It would be a good story to borrow so much power from the villages of the beasts living near the ancient woods just to support supplies and food."

"I see, is that the condition? It's certainly not a bad story..."

An elf being invaded by the remnants of the Demon King's Army through the western part of the forest wants so much that even just a hundred soldiers can get their hands out of their throats.

With the blessing of the spiritual god Ludo, there is plenty of supplies to sell in the ancient woods, which boast abundant vegetation.

Exchange of supplies and power is not a bad deal.

Unilateral rescue won't take it, but if it means a deal, it will also keep the elf's face.

He looks like he's out of time, and Laurier has been a queen for years, so I'm thinking about where to drop the elves so they can be accepted.

"Irvin. If you understand, lead everyone who comes to reinforcements to the Forest Capital"

"I'm afraid, Your Majesty. Even if the help of the Beasts, who are also the original inhabitants of the ancient woods, is good, how can we let the filthy people there into the sacred woods...... GOOD, WHAT!?

Irvin tried to tell me he couldn't trust people and didn't need help.

But such an intense chill runs on Irvin's body.

Elf Seven Tribal Council chief Irvin Ruster is felt murderous on his skin because he was also an excellent warrior.

The red of the fireworks that burn down all of Anastrea, the strongest swordsman on earth.

The cold blue of the Tetra of the Holy Beast next to Kane, and the underwater (kura) pitch black everywhere in the former evil god Nowa riding the white loba behind it.

Violent enough to illuminate when he saw the color, Irvin's whole body was pierced.

I can't resist the fear of death that my instincts feel.

Irvin's shapely teeth are rattled and trembling, and his whole body is immediately wet with fat sweat.

It's like a frog stared at by a snake.

When an overwhelming predatory species is preceded, fear is a natural reaction as an organism.

If you are a wild beast or a weak monster, Irvin, disturbed by the intense killing that shocks you to death as it is, can't stop you from trembling on your feet.

"Phew, phew... No way, is this what I'm afraid of? What the hell, these guys!

The elf archers and others behind Irvin were all screaming and falling down on the spot.

And Irvin, the arrogant Elf leader (Shuhan) who had managed to endure that absolute intimidation, was also finally to be knelt (kneeling).

"Hehe, looks like you finally figured out how awesome the reinforcements I brought in. These people are not just people. They're the most powerful adventurers in the human race."

"Well, it seems..."

Having become completely accustomed to doing as the sword princesses did, Laurier commands Irvin, who knelt unnecessarily on the ground, to ehem.

"Those great men have come to help us elves. Show me around!

"Yes, sir..."

Shivering in humiliation as he held his shoulder with one hand, Irvin was to invite the Kanes as guests, while regrettably distorting his fragile mouth.