Egg storage area
The day after Reggie left the settlement, Punta came alone to the early summer bird's lair.
I know that I caused trouble because of myself.
There is also a consciousness that it has disappointed the high elves everyone worships.
So —— I was wondering if there was anything I could do. Maybe if I went to see it again, I would remember where I hid the gift ball.
That's what I thought.
…………
But this morning, I felt a strange gaze and it was creepy.
I looked around yesterday, but there was nobody there.
"It's my fault."
I tried to squeeze, but I still felt my gaze.
I convinced myself it was probably because of my backwardness for failure and anxiety that there might be nothing to go to the egg storage.
"Well, I have to find it...."
Punta saw a line of eggs.
Meanwhile —— it was 10 underground people staring at Punta like that.
The centurion who leads it,
"--You guys, stop right here. See what that dark elf does."
and gave instructions.
The direction in which Dark Elf settlements would be located was predicted from the sporadic combat experience to date. It was also thanks to the good architect and staff.
The mission of the Centurion was to "search for the gifted jewels" and "confirm the dark elf settlement".
The results of the talent ball were not impressive, but the discovery of the settlement was successful.
At that time, one of the dark elves that I've seen so far came out with an extraordinary (...) punta with a flesh, so it's only natural to think about what it is.
As a result of my tailing, I arrived at a place with this abnormal amount of eggs.
"... a hundred people long, huh, egg soot?
"What else do you look like?"
So, what about stockpiling food?
"I don't know... don't overlook what that dark elf will do."
Hee.
Underground people were ignorant of early summer birds. The early summer birds had different habitats.
Punta didn't touch the eggs, she was just wandering around. Once in a while, you can reach out and pull back in tightly. Then he roared, "Hmm", and shouted because he didn't pick up the shell of the egg that had already cracked.
"What the hell is he doing?
"Hundreds, let's get him and make him vomit."
"Don't panic. You shouldn't rush into a mission like this."
Then,
"Where did I hide it...? That gifted jewel doesn't seem strange to see light... but let's wait till dark..."
The customer had a bumpy punta.
"He's a gifted jewel."
"Oh, I heard. You hid it here, but you don't know where it is anymore?
"Easy to do, 100 people long. Leave it to him, he won't find it even after dark."
"But you're a hiding place, too."
What are you talking about?
And the men of the Underworld said unto the chief of hundreds:
"Because it's an egg, let's break it all. I knew what would happen to their food."
It was a very simple and clear logic that made the underground people on the spot think, "Sure."
If that's the case, the conversation is quick.
The team, headed by a hundred people, appeared at once in response to the signal as it unfolded around Punta.
"Hey, Dark Elf."
!?
Hundreds of people shouted and turned around, and Punta —— even more surprisingly dyed her face.
"Tell me about the talent ball you've been hiding. Besides, there's a lot to ask. Look, if you don't want to hurt me, be quiet..."
"Ahhhhhhh!?"
Punta shouted, trembling. He was pointing to one of the hundred men. It was an egg that he kicked and broke in the way of moving.
A thick, clear liquid and a yellow lump were flowing out.
"Ah? What is it? It was such an important egg for you."
"Wow, ahhhh."
"!? Whoa, hey, stop!
It was Punta who suddenly ran away, but the difference in motor nerves was obvious. The team, headed by a hundred captains, is one of the best underground militants. As soon as I caught up with Punta, I pulled him down and fell facedown on the ground, unable to move.
"Running away all of a sudden, don't you think? Hey, hey. If you tell me everything you know, it won't hurt, will it?
A hundred people crouched in front of Punta's eyes, took out a knife and stuck it to his cheek. But that's not what Punta was afraid of.
"Ma, stay, bam, bam, bam."
"Ah?
"We have to get out of here! We have to run! Otherwise..."
At that time —— I heard a loud, loud, loud throat over the sky.
When the underground people looked up at the sky, there was a red bird swirling around.
"Ahhhhh... it's over..."
Punta burst into tears, and the century-old sniffed off a strong ammonia smell —— this dark elf leaked (...), and finally realized that things were going in a very bad direction.
"... hey, dark elf. What is that bird?"
"End of story. It's over, it's over... ahhhh"
"Hey, answer my question!
"--Hundreds! Empty!"
When a hundred people looked up at the sky, the number of red birds that had only one before had increased to five.
"I wonder... is that so?"
One of his men was pointing north.
The branches of the trees were stretched out and I didn't see them well, but there were black dots in the northern sky that had never existed before.
It's ridiculous to count that number, not 100 or 200.
"Early summer birds call their friends... they can't escape. I'm going to follow you everywhere...."
"--Is this a bird named Early Summer Bird?
"It's over....."
Hey!
Grabbing his chest, Hundred Man dragged Punta up.
"Say it! What is that bird!?"
When I stretched my cheeks, I felt slightly sane in Punta's eyes.
"Ah, that's an early summer bird... I will never forgive an enemy who destroyed a living egg. There's a lot of them coming."
"What do you mean...."
"Running away, they're coming everywhere."
Then my men...
"Hundreds! I'm not getting more than 50!
I shouted. There are more birds in the sky sometime. Looking down at the swirling red vortex, not only the hundred men but also their men fought.
!!
You have to make a decision. With this little information.
What would the marshal do? What about the staff? I'm just a man with arms!
I have left it up to others to think.
But now it's up to me.
"Listen! Split your team into three. The leadership--"
We divided the nine underground men into three teams.
"... and split back into the usual three patterns of return routes A and D and F."
"Wait a minute. What about the Centurion?
"I am."
Guy grabbed his collar and pulled up Punta.
"We also need to find out if what he's saying is right. I'm going to break into the Dark Elves."
"Eh!?"
"Then hide and run! And... give my regards to the Marshal. Hurry!
A hundred people read that no matter how good the eyes of the birds were, they would not be able to follow them to the ground due to their properties. And if we split the route and escape, we can use other exits to get in and out, even if the exit is watched from above.
As the men ran away, the birds that were circling over the sky flew in three groups, leaving some behind.
"... well... Then you and I will live or die."
Hih
Punta's face chatted with tears and runny nose.
What's your name?
"P, Punta...."
"All right, Punta. You look familiar with that bird. Take me to your colony, thinking of a route that might be hidden by that bird."
"But if you take them back to the settlement, they'll kill you!
"Really? So you're going to die here now? I'm good at torture, and I can do crazy pain for a few minutes."
Hih
Hundreds of people think while threatening. We'll survive no matter what.
"I'm not going to die here. I have to survive for him."