Next Life

I hear things and screams as Marius walks in the direction where the reaction was, that is, in the woods.

Apparently in battle.

If you also consider that there has been a herd-like reaction of goblins, you may be in the middle of a wildlife hunt.

Of course, just because you could beat a goblin doesn't mean you can beat any other creature.

But if there is such a thing as the goblins make it a target for hunting, it should work out.

If you're much stronger than a goblin like yourself, the battle sounds won't last either.

With that in mind, I approach it with an accumulation of mind that activates magic at all times.

Jumping into Marius' sight were ten goblins and three deer-like creatures who fell to the ground.

Apparently, the hunt just ended.

(Is that Armored Dear?

I remember the big black horns and fur.

Armored Dear appears at the beginning and is an animal characterized by hard, black fur like armor.

The fur became a cape, the corners a weapon material, and the hard-baked meat became an item to restore health.

Not a monster, but one-on-one would have been stronger than a goblin.

(Speaking of three to ten, maybe they can't be fools)

The Goblins are armed and capable of mass combat.

I didn't pay particular attention in the game, but I guess my intelligence isn't low.

If so, it is still only a matter of one blow to decide.

Born in a peaceful country, he has lived independently of each other.

I wasn't sure I would take the delay, even though I was a much lower opponent than I was.

I just want to get Armored Dear meat just like that if I can.

Because in Marius today, it's suspicious if we can end up like the goblins.

In order to do this, I would like something to be ejected in a straight line.

When they thought about it that way, the goblins finally noticed Marius, and they were squeezing their teeth out and intimidating him.

Marius only took the wand of the Divine Dragon and immediately used the scan.

"[Scan]"

There are thirty-four levels of goblin leaders and twenty-one levels of other goblins.

You recognized Marius as your enemy using "scans," the goblins roar and advance.

They pack some distance before casting a spell.

"[Windslasher]"

The power of the Ring of the Word of God was not used.

Still, more than one fierce wind blade, turned up and hit the goblins.

For once, I did nothing.

I left the Ring of the Word of God equipped in case I couldn't kill it.

But that was worrying.

The blade of the wind did not even allow the goblins to react, and broke their bodies, cutting down even the trees that were behind them too much.

Blue fluid can erupt from the bodies of the goblins, and the smell of blood can stand around them.

If I hadn't pulled it close, the blood splash must have been on Armored Dear.

(This in the eighth grade...)

Again, I don't subtly interact with Marius' knowledge.

Aside from the power of killing the goblins for seconds, the damage done to their surroundings is too great.

There was no such information.

Of course, it's because the operating company didn't feel the need to give it, or maybe it just didn't think it through to the bottom of it.

You better not rely too much on knowledge to live in this land.

With that in mind, Marius approaches the bodies of the goblins.

Because I wanted a blade to swallow Armored Dear.

The Goblins' main weapon was a stick, and all the goblins I saw today were equipped with sticks.

However, some use axes and longswords as weapons, and many individuals possess daggers as reserve weapons.

At least that was the case in the FAO setting.

While I thought I shouldn't rely too much on knowledge, it was the current situation that I had to rely on in the end.

The smell of blood intensified as we approached the body, and Marius pioneered.

The goblins smelled different, even though they had worked part-time to crush pigs.

(Let's hold our breath and do it)

Clasp the body while trying not to smell as much as you can.

The first one didn't have anything but a stick.

So I thought to myself, next thing I know, I'll clasp the body of a goblin leader.

As it flashed, there was a dagger in my nose.

When pulled out of the sheath, he was exposed to two kinds of sunlight and showed two kinds of brilliance.

There was no blade damage or rust, and the sharpness was likely to be expected.

I just want another bottle if I can, but I'm concerned about the time elapsed after Armored Dear's death.

Marius only worries for a moment before giving up the other bottle and approaching Armerdeer's body.

Still, I didn't smell rotten, but it would be wise to hurry.

"[Direction]"

Magically checking the position of other organisms, there was a reaction in the distance.

Looks like he escaped surprised by the "wind slasher".

This would be a relief to get to work on demolition.

All three heads, he seems to have been beaten to death with a stick, and not much blood.

Slit the throat of the three heads with a knife in turn.

Armored Dear fur, though it boasts iron-like hardness when he is alive, softens to universal skin when he dies.

Blood comes out of my throat, but I didn't have enough momentum.

Venison can degenerate into something unsavory and inedible if it doesn't drain enough blood.

"[Levitate]"

Use the magic of floating objects there.

As you can imagine in your brain, when you point your throat down, the momentum begins to bleed.

The smell of Armored Dear's blood was much more decent than Goblin's and I didn't feel the need to hold my breath.

(Seems like you can handle this for a minute)

When the altitude of the three bodies is lowered, the bellies are cut in turn and removed so as not to damage the internal organs.

My hands get dirty with blood, but Marius doesn't even care.

I had experience in the world before I was reincarnated, which was huge.

When the gut is removed, it is peeled.

This is the first time the deer have been demolished.

But there were three bodies, so I relaxed.

First, cut off the four ankles, slicing them from the inside towards the center of the body, respectively, and peeling them off the hind legs.

The skin peeled off easily.

(It's also a weird story that you're only hard when you're alive...)

I guess I just have to convince myself that it's a game.

Skin in order to the neck, followed by chopping off the head.

Then remove the forefoot and torso and finally remove the dorsal loin along the spine from the torso.

Further remove the finned meat inside the torso and the rose meat around the abalone.

Finally, cut it to the size you see in the original world butcher and remove membranes, suzi, etc.

Perform this task three times and pack the meat into a tool bag.

Did I just say that the weight of meat is ten kilograms in the original world?

Even if I say I removed my head and guts, the triceps would weigh quite a bit if combined.

"Huh."

Doing all the work alone, beyond Marius' imagination, was a heavy labor, and when it was over, he breathed out loudly.

Afterwards it is only to bake and taste the meat.

Before that, he recalled that it was not a good idea to keep the deer heads, guts, and the bodies of the goblins intact.

Especially from the bodies of the goblins, which are already starting to smell bad.

You should deal with it as soon as possible.

"[Firestorm]"

When he exercised the tenth degree of magic, which burned down the subject with a fire column, the fire column rose to Marius' gaze red, and the bodies of the goblins, all equipped, became ashes in an instant.

The stench will not bother me at once.

The remnants of the armored deer are then collected in one place.

And burn it down with "Firestorm" again.

The red firepillar rises again, instantly turning the remnants of the armored deer into ashes.

(Well, let's go back)

There must be a goblin nest in the back of the woods, but I didn't feel the need to destroy it.

Above all, I was hungry.

When I tried to lift the bag, I had a sloppy response and couldn't lift it.

Originally, I wasn't working out, and now I'm a powerless wizard, so maybe I can't.

"[Strong]"

When I tried again using magic to improve my physical abilities, I lifted slightly this time.

"[Teleport]"

Teleport is a space-time magic that allows you to move freely to places you've been once.

This led Marius back to where he left off this morning.

Stab the meat with scattered tree branches.

At this time, when I thought of it and appraised it with "Direction," I came up with a determination that it was raw meat.

(Maybe you know how to add or subtract baking?

I'd love to bake it until about Medium Well if I could, but if I could magically make a decision, the difficulty would go down considerably.

Collect wood pieces, leaves, etc., and light a fire with "Fire".

While roasting meat on fire, appraise into small pieces to confirm baking addition and subtraction.

There's room for magic, Marius. That's what I could do.

"Raw meat" has become "raw roasted meat" and is finished with "konji meat".

If you take a bite and taste it, it tastes a lot like the original world beef steak.

(All right, that's a success)

I've heard that venison tastes like beef.

It's an armor “deer," and the exterior is the deer itself, so a kind of deer would be fine.

Eating alternately with nuts turned into an indescribable flavor, the feather flying teleport to the lake for a drink of water.

(I didn't know this would happen in other worlds...)

When I drank the water and erased the flavor that spread in my mouth, I took a breather.

It's not unnatural if you think about it.

I just couldn't get my head around that much.

The nuts lag behind, first indulging the meat.

The best part was the back loin part.

As much as I really wanted to tell my friends, all I could say was that Marius' vocabulary was excellent.

(I can't go home, can I? after all)

In the novel I was reading, there was no pattern of human beings tripping back to the original world after death.

It's not like you tripped, possessed, or subpoenaed alive.

(It's my second life, and I guess I'll just keep thinking about it)

I somehow imagined that the day would come when I would know why I was reincarnated into the land.

Marius is basically an optimistic person.

─ ─ The meat that could not be eaten was dried and decided to make it a preserved meal.