Paladin of the End

The forest is a bright, beautiful and refreshing space with leaking wood and moderate space.

What a fantasy cultivated by advertising strategies of previous life, or a well-managed (...) image of a forest.

It's dark in the woods where people don't have access.

The trees spread their branches as they please, and the trees refused to walk human, and in the darkness moss grew, bugs crawling and flying around.

That's the woods.

The Beast Forest (Beastwoods) is at its midpoint.

Nearby forests where settlements are located have considerable access to fuel, lumber, or livestock grazing.

The road is about a trail that can pass through a luggage truck, and from time to time, the points used for camping by the people who go and go are revealed.

Out of there, it's almost a native forest already.

"Well, let's do it."

"Yeah."

I am now in the native forest with Menel.

The reason is simple…… Kid Ghost (Goblin) is exorcised.

Finish your meetings with His Royal Highness Ethel and Temple Chief Bagley at White Sails, face to face with the College of Wise Men, and other chores.

As it was, I tried to form a caravan-like group with Mr. Tonio and Vi, as well as the pedestrians who had recently started increasing their dealings with the Beast Forest (Beast Woods).

In the village before entering the woods, I was consulted about the trouble.

Recently, when a small flock of goblins appeared out of the woods at night, they said they were going to take livestock and so on.

Goblins. Families of the tyrannical and authoritarian god Iltreat.

Just as physical as a child is the same as a dwarf (halfling), but unlike a flamboyant, dawn clear halfling, Goblin is a man of wickedness and brutality.

Many run primitive lives, and although they are highly reproductive, they are not as capable of combat.

Basically, a vicious beast who exposes livestock - it just does about as bad as a wolf, but if it's led by a superior demon, it's not the story.

If he was led by a superior demon such as Troll or Ouga, he sometimes worked enough to devastate a village from night raids.

… Since it was a case that could not be ignored, after consultation, the escort of the caravan was left to the hired adventurers, who stayed in the form of a request from me and Menel.

"This way."

"Mm."

Goblins excel in bad wisdom, so they carefully follow in their footsteps while also taking into account the possibility of disguise.

The other me standing on the cover to avoid surprises where attention is directed to the ground to examine the footprints.

"……… please."

Menel's eyes are a long way off.

Recently, he has been working out a lot by going behind the woods and working out with the adventurers, saying he would drop rust while he was swallowing hunters in the village.

In fact, the signs of rising from its body are stronger and sharper once and twice than before.

Even this time, he went as far as to accompany Menel, claiming that he could "afford the goblin by himself".

"Sure, maybe Menel can afford it alone. But just in case."

"Yeah, but if you say so, don't get your hands on it."

"Of course."

It's obvious and moonlight language, but you don't get strength overnight.

He may be anxious to get stronger because he promised me.

But because of Menel's personality, I don't think he would listen to me, even if I said it from the front that I was determined to be strong. [M]

So for once, I decided not to be impatient because of my impatience.

That's what the two of us decided to take the request this time.

"……… Damn."

Menel makes a bad habit.

"I generally know what you're thinking."

"Hey, what?

"Nothing."

Pui, and Menel turned away......

He threw the knife away without pulling it out.

A child ghost with thin green skin lurking in the bush... the goblin collapses without screaming at a knife piercing the medulla oblongata from his throat.

"... Well, I think you're attentive. Damn."

To Menel's twinkle, I shrugged my shoulder a little and laughed.

◆ ◆ ◆

The change was overwhelming.

With bows and knives, and spells, one control after the other without even letting the watchman speak up.

When he quickly found the cave, which had become a nest hole, he stepped in there and Menel began killing.

Almost working, he kills goblins coming at his hands with rusty iron swords, spears, etc.

Goblins, perhaps women and children, are also lightly crushed, even in livestock.

"If you show mercy poorly and leave one or two, you'll be harmed all over again.

Especially Will, you love the character of your roots, so be careful. "

I guess that's what it is.

In fact, if you're a smart demon to some extent like Ouga, there's nothing you can't do if you're hostile but still hold each other back and keep adhesive, or if you temporarily tie a defiance to a common enemy.

But being such a dumb demon as Troll or Goblin, such a negotiation cannot be concluded in the first place.

They think promises are betrayals, not exchanges, and attempts to correct their evil nature have been exhaustingly broken, Gus once said.

Essentially, the family members of the evil gods of chaos who are meant to be atrocious.

The concept that it was order doesn't make sense, and we have to deal with it with violence and killing.

It's the same as a warcraft.

Dim, narrow, smelly cave.

Bye-bye, the goblins shouted.

Menel moves on without the wind of intent, defeating the coming goblins. Many times already, I guess I've been through this hand job.

There is no danger in his hands. I follow it with care. [M]

…… and went out into a large space.

Was it connected to the ruins of the Great Union Age (Union Age), which was a stone hall?

There are rusty weapons and spears all over the place.

In the center of it - there was already a demon separate from Goblin, wearing leather armor with a battle axe and a shield in his hand, and preparing his battle support.

Is it as good as mine? [M]

Strong reddish, literally red copper skin, musculoskeletal physique.

"Demon Ghost (Ouga) …?"

"It's a small species (Lesser). As expected."

Menel said.

"I thought it was strange at the point where the goblins were armed with metal (...).

Besides the basics, the Beast Forest (Beastwoods) is under the Heaven of the Warcraft.

No matter what the small group of goblins get into, it's only a matter of time before the Warcraft break into the nest and get eaten to death. "

…………

Lesser Ouga has a weapon to keep us alert and close the gap.

"Far east, in the wilderness and canyons beyond the woods, there are demons' countries... but you belong there.

Will, you've cleaned up a lot of warcraft, so if you can't get into the woods, you're the spiritual soldier with the demons' best balls sticking out. "

That's what Menel said, the look on Lesser Ouga's face changed visibly.

He peels off his eyes and looks at me.

"Kimyra Killer Shino, no..."

"Drawing stars? Ma, that's what happened. … but it's not his job."

Menel sits up.

"If you want me to deal with you, try me"

…………

There are no gaps in the structure.

Taking a step, Lesser Ouga took a step back.

"You cowered?

Menel provokes.

"Weren't cowards able to go to Toko in Iltreet?

I probably don't mean it.

It would be a provocation to induce an attack.

And besides, Lesser Ouga rode brilliantly.

When he utters some words so quickly that he cannot hear them, he is slashed towards Menel.

I heard the word "flame" (garsh), so it's probably a demonic dictate, a wording honoring destruction, flames and ilt treats.

And while I was thinking about it, the battle was already over.

On the throat of Lesser Ouga, who shook up the battle axe greatly and tried to slap it, Menel slapped the knife in the fastest possible way that would not allow him to react either.

An early knife throw, reminiscent of Mr. Leistoff's poking.

"Veni Kurtel."

A knife returned to his hand with Menel's twinkle, and blood gushed out of the throat of the mellow Lesser Ouga.

"... at least you should come with a regular species of auga. It's not a battle."

Don't resent me, Menel said.

With Menel overwhelmed everything, the battle was over.

◆ ◆ ◆

After exploring the ruins and checking for anything dangerous or valuable, we often sealed off the entrance and exit of the cave and returned to the village.

When I reported that it had happened, I was much appreciated in the village.

Menel remained at the top of the Buddha for a long time, and instead I lovingly smiled and decided to report to the villagers.

They were surprised when they showed Lesser Ouga's neck and said the rusty swords and spears they brought home would be re-sharpened and converted to future village protection.

I will return with some thanks.

In the middle of the road, Menel said.

"…… it was a job even a runaway adventurer could do."

"You can't rush out."

"If it's a party of five or six, it's about half-destructed."

In fact, in the rushing days a long time ago, Menel said he managed with half a destruction.

"… so you've grown a lot since then."

"Oh. Not enough to crush a goblin nest with a wreather ouga on its own."

The branches thrive and the two of us walk on dim forest paths blocked by sunlight.

"But on the contrary, it's no longer a battle when you're a lessor.

… it doesn't make any sense. "

"Menel, that's different."

I denied what he said when he snapped.

"That's not true."

Seriously, Menel opened his eyes a little and shut his mouth.

"…… Then what is it? Such a job for everyone."

"Sure, anyone could do it"

I nodded.

"But someone has to (...) do (...) a job, isn't it?"

Dive into a dark, dirty, stinking nest hole.

A gloomy, gloomy job that kills all the child ghosts around.

... but someone has to do it.

"If Menel hadn't taken control of that nest hole today, that Lesser Ouga might have led Goblin to attack the village.

Then a lot of people were killed.

Or if Lesser Ouga had issued a report that he could "enter the woods" in his own country, it could have caused a much worse war. "

…………

It could be something anyone can do.

But we were there, so we could do it.

"Menel, you are."

Stop and face each other.

Usually, I just depend on Menel, my friend, to sweeten me up.

But only here, I thought I had to be clear.

"... your oath is (...) to save lives (...)"

Menel opened her eyes.

- By the end of this life, I'll save six lives. If that's the case, more.

He did say that.

"I'm glad you're trying to catch up with me. I'm very happy, though.

… but I hope you don't scorn that "

If you think it doesn't matter, it's sad, I said.

Menel was silent and listening to it.

Then I breathe slowly...

"You were in a hurry to narrow your horizons. Forget your vows, I'm sorry."

Saying so, I lowered my head.

"And thank you for reminding me."

"Yeah."

Fine, and sweep your neck to the left and right.

If the thought at that time hasn't gotten any better, that's fine with me.

If there's nothing you can do about losing interest, but you just forgot a little, you can always remember.

"You're really, usually pompous... sometimes you're a cleric sama"

Then walk for a while.

Menel said, like switching between air.

"Sometimes what? I'm always a cleric, Sama."

"Right, you're always a cleric Sama"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"So, the priest Sama, who spilled people's colorful love, thought of an excuse for them?

………… Ah.

"Duh, how do I do!?

"... I have to apologize honestly, don't I?

Talking to each other like that.

From time to time, we walk down a dark, leaky road.