Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Called Peera and Crew, the two elves spin their words in tears.

My body, all over the oak seed liquid, was just lightly wiped with a cloth and still smells strange.

But I don't think I have time to relax and clean my body.

"... things went well until the first five or so. Lady Felteris' magic has slit the oak's throat one after the other, and the enemies who come here have also defeated us with our magic and sword."

"I thought it was an easy mission without any particular danger."

The two speak alternately in tears, and me and Eularen listen without saying anything.

I see the strength of the crusaders seemed certain.

So what happened?

"It went crazy when I was preparing to find an oak nest and burn it down"

"Suddenly giant piles and rocks flew in one after another."

I don't have a fine tactic on the oak, but I'd do enough to throw a pulled tree or rock at it.

It's not particularly unusual.

That much should be assumed, and I wonder if they would have.

"The size and speed of the flying things have been so great that we've all had our hands full to avoid them"

Hmmm... did even a few large special individuals come out?

"Wait."

That's where Eularen pinches his mouth.

"Felteris can play without bitterness if his concubine and tongue-wrapping wind magic user, the orc, throw enough."

The women look down sadly.

"Yes... we were protected behind Master Felteris, too, but suddenly he held his stomach and squatted"

"The wind shield was also disturbed... Pico tried to prevent it from getting aggressive, but instead of Master Felteris, the load was heavy and he hit a piece of wood and rolled."

Two people looking at each other and sobbing again.

"Pico is caught by an oak and begins to be offended on the spot, desperately helping as he bleeds out of his crotch..."

"Master Felteris and we managed to help, but because of that, the line was disturbed and caught one after the other."

"... oh my god"

Eulalen with her hands on her forehead, I would look difficult too.

Maximum ill health can also be described as sudden bad luck.

But in that unfavourable situation, trying to help your allies by force is the cause of annihilation.

Perhaps the remaining five would have been withdrawable if they had sacrificed one.

Think that far and shake your head.

You wouldn't think about running away and going home even though your people are being offended in front of you.

I'd fight ready to die if I were to dump a woman and run away.

As far as the way Nautia fights, the Elves are highly capable of ranged attacks and evasion, but not suitable for flesh-bomb fights.

Even from an overwhelmingly advantageous situation, an unintentional blow can collapse all at once.

If it was me or Mac, I could have supported him even if he was somewhat disadvantaged... I should have forced him to follow me if this was the case.

"We are all brought into the nest pit, unscrupulous by many oaks..."

"Master Felteris resisted and escaped into their distracted gap."

I see. Orcs have a lot of gaps when they're offending women.

I realized they had escaped late, so I thought it was them who came after me.

"Dear Eulalen! Please send out a rescue team! Everyone will be broken as it is...... they will kill us!

"We'll crawl, too, but we'll be back! Please!

Eularen had a chilling tone as opposed to the two people who said it.

"Do you know how many they are?

"I was wondering if it was more than 50... it was a bigger herd than I'd ever seen."

It is unusual for orcs to flock in such a large number.

It may be led by an extra strong individual.

When he heard that, Eularen shook his head small and sighed.

"It's hard. The six men we sent in the first place were the most warriors in our village, and if all of them were hit, we would have to add the men and head out to the village. It will take time to prepare."

"Oh no! They put in so many dirty, big arrows of oak... it won't last days!

"Master Felteris was especially swarmed by many oaks... even though he seemed terrible!

Two more stuffed people, but Eularen doesn't seem to change his mind.

I can understand her thoughts, too.

As village chief, we cannot afford to take more casualties to save the remaining four.

You'll want it after you're fully prepared.

But that probably won't help the four of us.

Orcs are often committed without killing if they are women, but they will be eaten as meat if they devote themselves to the fierce blame of no rest.

Reminds me of Felteris, who was acting like a high-flying car towards me.

Making her an oak meal is outrageous.

"Ready?

Speak up to the three contenders.

But Eularen looked a little annoyed.

"My human guest, I thank you for helping the two of us and defeating our pursuers. But this is a village problem, and I want you to pinch your mouth..."

Block the words of Eularen.

"Let's go help. I don't even need reinforcements."

Hope lit Peera's and crew's eyes, and Eularen's eyes turned to surprise.

"Now what?

"We'll get in and help the four of us out. Orcs, well, if you get in my way, I'll beat you to death."

"There's nothing in it for you. You think you're gonna risk it for us for free?

I was originally planning on beating the oak to get Nautia to make the pills.

And it doesn't do any good.

The elves were slightly narrow in line but all beautifully aligned.

You'll fall in love with me if you help me out of the dirty oak.

"In return... right. I asked Natia to make medicine..."

Smile in Eularen's suspicious eyes.

"Permission to talk about the women I helped."

The mayor's eyes in his forties were rounded to see if they were still there.

"Can you give me a few spears? It's too thin. Bundle two or three at a time. Make it a throwing spear."

Will it be the first time you see a human, ask an elf girl with her mouth open with a pocan?

I ran in a hurry as I slammed her forehead unresponsive.

"Um, we must come with you."

"You can't leave your friends behind and leave them in the village like this."

Two women clutching to my back getting ready for battle in a hurry.

Hmm... I'm glad to hear that.

"Open your legs and stand."

"Ouch." "Ow!

The abusive wound remains, just open your legs a little and face.

You can't take a guy like that.

"Ugh, regret it"

"Please, everyone. Especially since Master Felteris resisted to the end, I'm sure he's treated the worst."

You seemed to be feeling better.

Hopefully it wasn't poorly stimulated and killed.

"The orcs put dirty objects in their mouths, genitals, and butt holes, and held them in their hands..."

"" Come on! Kill me if you want to humiliate me like this! "" I would never lose to an oak dick or anything! ♪ And he was shouting at me ♪

"Well... I need to help you soon."

And if you want, make it my woman.

The girl hurriedly gives the spear she brings to her back and nods face-to-face with everyone else, Irijina.

Ready, let's say we leave.

Seven of them, including me, head all the way to the Oak's Nest.

The horse could not be used because the forest was so deep ahead of the village of Elf that it was to be left in the village.

Schwartz seemed unhappy if he did it, but he had no choice.

I thought I might need directions to the nest, but it's a familiar place for the nurtiers, and they know enough places for oral explanations.

"Hehe, now that I've brought plenty, I can help too"

A damp cloth is wrapped around the arrow on Nautia's back in an evil color.

Apparently, they're staining plenty of example drugs.

"Please don't shoot me by mistake."

I'm sorry I bled out of my face and died.

"Don't look sweet at my arms. If it's just a bow, it's better than Felteris."

I hope so.

While the first crusaders were searching for the nest while guarding the orcs, we are on a straight line to where we already know.

I'm prepared to break through forcefully even if the oak notices me along the way, so I don't care about the sound of things and go on gunning.

Which way, me and Mac, and Irigina are totally unsuitable for covert action.

It's impossible to sneak up.

There's no such thing as sharp Celia or Pippi.

"Oak ahead, sir."

By the time Chloe raised her voice, everyone had already confirmed her appearance.

The enemy is also already wielding a stick.

But thick wooden bars are never shaken down.

A purple vascular pattern runs from an arrow stabbed in the throat, and the oak throws up blood reflexes and collapses on the spot.

Occasionally his upper body was discoloured blue and near the wound he was starting to rot black.

Nautia shot in the poison arrow.

"You're getting worse than before."

"I've added more ideas to my specialty poison."

Nutia showing arrows proudly.

Don't point it at me, what if I stab you?

Sora, we got two next.

Nautia stares at the arrow again and suffers another tragic death.

In the meantime, the other one comes rushing to pack the distance at once.

This advance would have been a threat to some extent if it had been an elf-only team.

But now we are.

"No!" "Hmm!

Illigina spears through her left foot knee and Mac crushes her tibia with a battle hammer.

The fallen oak slipped this way through the ground with the momentum he was running.

"Thank you."

He doesn't need a sword or anything to crawl.

I lift my feet in steel boots and step on my face.

His face dents heavily into the shape of his leg, kicking his desperate oak before saying.

"It's a shame you're beating me up. Run all at once. Alice will be hardened around the nest, so pay him a visit. So you can cut the magic."

"Ok...... try new moves"

"Kroll and Mac are at the vanguard with me. Irijina is the middle guard, Natia is the rear guard, and Christoph is the escort. If you get attacked, use your butthole, but buy some time."

"" "Whoa!

I replied well to Christoph.

Is that all you got?

We, the orcs, notice without hiding any noise or signs and raise a threatening bark.

"Out of the way!

It's slashed from the top of the line on the whole thing that showed up in front of me.

The enemies tend to prevent it with their hands, but this is a sword that drains and deeply chooses the flank of the emptiness.

My gut dropped.

That's definitely fatal.

Throw a spear toward the whole thing that stands further ahead.

Throwing directly from the front is easy to handle, and the oak cuts off with a rusty axe in his hand, but that's fine.

The bound spear is shattered and scattered, and the enemy, with fragments on his face, closes his eyes reflexively.

The next time I opened my eyes, the view would have been spinning.

The dual crater was splendidly slicing his thick neck off.

Attacks from left and right are imminent.

Move your body away and avoid an attack from the left and stick out your sword, slaughtering it through from under your chin to the back of your head.

Keep the sword in the enemy's body and look back with your bare hands, take the sticks approaching from behind with your hands, carry them and throw them with you in your arms.

He kicked the face of the oak as it fell to the ground and tried to get up, leaving it stuffy, pulling the dual crater out of the collapsing corpse and poking it in the face of the stuffy enemy.

"Now there are four or fifty of them."

Double-cut the enemy's stick with a sword, approaching from behind for a gap, and rotate your body to cut ahead from the elbows of your hands.

Kicking her belly without putting her hair down and rolling back, Iridina waved the spear down with both hands on its chest, piercing her heart and letting her die.

"I wonder if this should be 4.5 bodies"

"Then I'm 2.5...... no 3.5!!

Iridina sticks out the spear sharply and chooses both eyes of the oak.

The enemy screamed and pressed his face, while at the same time using the force of the progression, a blow to the neck, the tip of his ear piercing his throat and popping out to the other side.

"I'm three."

Mac's low voice continues.

I'm sure there's only one left.

If you look at it, Mac is fighting two oaks from the front.

Simultaneously take down the swinging stick with the hammer to the side.

I took two simultaneous blows, and they just push me, but I'm still not out of shape.

"Mmm-hmm!"

When Mac barks and flushes his body, two oaks collapse in reverse.

There's no way you're going to miss that gap, and a heavyweight hammer slaps you in the forehead and cracks your head open.

"Hmph!

He further swung the hammer with both hands around his side and hit the other one, his arms bent in a weird direction with the dull noise.

One more stop blow from the side to the oak that you can no longer resist.

The enemy, who ate a chunk of steel on his side head, just fell and stopped moving.

You did get to three.

"Counting the numbers and so on..."

Chloe is slashed and tied to the whole thing, but his sword won't hold the oak until he puts a steep spot on his throat, neck, etc.

He looks like he's attacking his hands and feet unilaterally but will have little damage.

But still, if the enemy cares about his hands, if he looks at his feet, he's hitting a series of attacks like he's funny with his arms.

And it was just the moment when the opponent let him cut the numbness and inadvertently shook it.

"Gaps"

Make a light noise and the sword pierces the throat.

He makes a water sound like an oak postcard, holds down his throat, and collapses and dies as it is.

Now, unlike Goblin, Orc is a pretty powerful foe.

He is not an opponent that ordinary soldiers can beat alone, but a formidable enemy ready to sacrifice, even if multiplied.

Irigina and Mac, anyway, it would be inherently unusual for Chloe, who is just a boy, to defeat him so easily.

If we show this strength in town, there's going to be plenty of women dropping by... but I can't help it anymore.

"Let's take it down so I can't lose too"

"Wow!

I don't care about the screams I hear all of a sudden, I have a spear bound to me by an elf girl on my left.

I guess the oak in front of me was looking at how to use it earlier, now it looks like I'm going to avoid it.

"Do the same thing twice."

I ran straight into it, and I was ready for a throwing spear, cutting off Orc's arm with a sword, and then slapping a spear in his face.

The spear making was luxurious, but I threw it with all my might, so I punched my head out and jumped out of the back of my head.

Well, it's time to go down in numbers.

"I saw the nest!

Just then, Nurtia's well-attended beautiful voice sounds.

By the way, it's very easy to tell with four of her claws.

They're the ones who keep turning green and spitting blood out of their mouths.

Oak's nest consisted of several holes that opened into the ground.

There must be women out there somewhere.

Nearly twenty orcs are gathered around the nest if you look at them.

It was disappointingly dense, apparently with the intention of concentrating on the defense of the nest.

This isn't easy to set up.

Even me and Mac's attack on Orc hurts, and if Chloe or Nautia gets it, it's fatal.

"This!"

It doesn't quite hit the opponent well with Nautia releasing arrows but being in the protection from the start.

They can't reach their bodies because they're prevented by sticks in their hands or stabbed in clothes made of some kind of skin.

It's time for her to get active.

"Yeah... ready, I'm ready"

Bright red glowing hair and temperatures that feel a little up.

Alice leads the way between me and Mac.

"Do the guy around the nest. Don't burn the holes in the ground, maybe the women are there."

"Okay."

Alice looks at this one and stops when she inhales her breath heavily.

"If it works, I'll tease you around the butthole until you faint."

Alice's hair, which made her smile, intensified her luminescence at once.

Flames gather in her hands and go.

The flames then gather together further as they wind the vortex and are pushed into small pieces.

The small flames that were less than her palms in appearance, but not as powerful as they seemed, were all told by the ambient temperatures that went up at once.

More and more dazzling brilliance than can be a normal fire.

It doesn't look like it's just a flame.

"... yeah"

Flames are emitted at the same time as distracting ringtones.

No, I'm not sure if it's a flame exactly.

The bright red light stretched without sound, and the dense oaks went sideways without sound.

The light came through about 2m high, just from the chest to the neck of the oaks.

But it doesn't mean it's going to burn or explode.

Nothing seems to make any difference to the orcs stroked by the light.

"Ahhh..."

The light came out for about a few seconds, and Alice's hair discoloured white at once.

It's a demonic signal.

No way. Is this the end now?

"Good luck."

Alice nodding satisfactorily.

"Hey, at least I wanted you to take down some of them. This is gonna be a little rough."

"It's okay."

That makes Alice crouch whether she's tired or not.

I don't know what's okay.

But there's no reason to give up.

We have no choice, do we break through with force moves?

Unfortunately, messing with Alice's ass sounds like a deposit.

Nautia squeaks in surprise when I'm ready.

"The squeal... I won't"

Clear your ears when you're told.

Surely the orcs, who had raised their voices of intimidation as loud as ever, were silent.

On a good note, they are all upright without being slightly mobile.

Well, what do you mean?

At that time, a breeze blew to such an extent that it rocked my hair into the woods.

"Ah!" "Ko, what is this!?

At the same time, surprise voices leak from everyone.

I was distracted, too.

The top slowly drifts off the wind-blown oaks' chests.

Finally, he makes a sound all the way up and the top falls to the ground, and his lower body falls down to chase him too.

It wasn't blood erupting, it wasn't burning up, it was just a quiet end as if it had been cut from the beginning.

Twenty orcs weren't the only ones cut off.

A number of Oki trees, which were at the same height, were nicely cut off and fell away.

All objects were severed at a height marked by red light.

Is this Alice's new magic?

For just a few seconds, all the orcs that were close to 20 were severed and shorted of breath.

It's the best way to avoid burning your surroundings and risk less to captured women.

"That's amazing, Alice. I'll give you plenty of rewards later."

This is not fainting.

He accomplished enough to mess with my ass whether I slept or woke up.

"... looking forward to... doing"

Alice, who has exhausted her magic powers, will no longer be a force of war, but the battle is already over, as well.

All we have to do is step in and help the women.

Step forward on the dismantled oaks and peek into the biggest hole.

"Gu!"

Unexpectedly blocking my nose, it smells terrible.

It smells indescribably dirty.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

"Ooh..."

Thin voices or leaks from the women's mouths.

Despite the anomaly outside, there were several oaks left inside.

"Terrible!"

Nautia lays her eyes down unexpectedly.

They were holding up the elf women and committing the crime.

The women have already lost their strength, and they remain swayed with their hands and feet dripping like corpses.

Still, a small voice that leaks from time to time tells us that they're alive.

The orcs noticed this way and rushed to pull the meat stick out of the women to take the weapon.

"Just me. Keep an eye on the outside."

Take control of the Macs trying to fight aggressively.

I made it in the sense of saving lives, but they must have tasted hell of a time.

I'm sorry I have to at least kill all these guys with my own hands.

Oak coming through screaming, kicking and crushing the delicacy that remains erect.

A dirty noise sounded and black blood splashed.

A scream sounds unbearable to hear, but immediately jumps his neck and shuts him up.

Now we go ahead here, tearing the second body vertically without giving it time to respond, and then flying the neck.

The third body, which was right beside him, slashes him on his right leg, breaks his balance, and then slaps the spear on his eyeballs.

The fourth and fifth had already taken a combat position, but there was no problem.

Jump the attack backwards to avoid it, then jump, sticking a dual crater over your nose.

Pull it out faster than a scream sounds, rotate your body and slit your other jaw, then crack your head vertically this time.

It didn't take me ten seconds to get here.

"One, strong..."

I can hear Nautia.

It could have been rampant.

"That's Lord Hardlett!

"Looking at it again... I don't know which one is really a monster"

Christoph seems to have returned.

You're really hit hard.

I push the body of the oak over to the woman who's rolling on the ground.

"Are you all right?

"But don't do it anymore..." "I don't need a penis anymore..." "It hurts..."

Do the women think I'm an oak?

Resist helplessly and reluctantly.

"It's all right now. I'm here to help."

I don't even care about the dirty liquid on my body, I hug the women hard.

Then gradually the light began to return to the women's eyes.

"Help......" "Humans?" "Is the orc...?

"You guys were already saved. I killed all the orcs."

A few moments of silence, and they all come to me crying.

"Ugh!! It was so hard!" "Don't let go!" Humans! "You must be an oak!!

"Okay, okay, that was tough."

Three women hugging me wondering if this is still the case.

I've been offended, but I wish I had a life, I'm glad I could save you.

But it seemed too early to congratulate him.

"There's no Felteris!

The women react to Nautia's voice.

"Master Felteris has been taken by him!

"Be careful! He's not the only oak!

"I've never seen anything like it..."

At the same time I hear Mac and Kroll's fury coming from outside the hole.

Funny, why don't I beat the shit out of my women and kill them?

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Protagonist Agil-Hardlet (Warrior), 23, winter.

PT

Iridina (Female Knight) Alice (Wizard/Out of Magic) Nutia (Vicious Pharmacist) Mac (Warrior) Kroll (Nothingness Swordsman) Christoph (Shield)

Schwartz (Answering Horse) Felteris (missing)

Property Gold Coins 20640

390 Experience 54 + 555 children given birth