Will Perumba come to Coriat village for about a week? As expected, I didn't want to stay in the mansion, so I offered my home as a lodging.

Is it more luxurious than a village inn?

I was expecting to knead the whine, but he answered smoothly with two replies.

If you can't cook rice, go to Celia's dining room, and since you're an adventurer, you'll probably be able to do one or two dishes yourself. If you don't have the money, you can hunt in the mountains. Rumba seems to have a surprising amount of money, so it seems OK.

Do you build a third base?

Today we decided to walk in the forest with Rumba. The reason is to get the wisdom of the adventurer. There's no point in providing my home unless you get me a little bit of food.

"I told Nord, are you okay? Don't invite Elinora."

"Because if you come to Elinora unnie, it will be assaulted and destroyed from one end."

"That's right"

Roomba does not move like a robot vacuum cleaner (roomba) on the earth. Walk quietly with accurate steps.

Roomba has a first generation or a second generation, so it looks cool. It seems that the third generation also has an obstacle mapping and visual angle function.

This rumba also has a great mechanism to exterminate monsters. There may be some doubts about AI.

When I walk, I squeak on the branches and make the sound of soil.

"Let's look around more tightly? Now it's okay to walk with less sign."

"I see. I'll do my best."

Try not to make the noise of the grass, do not step on the branches this time, or approach the deer or rabbit, but you will still be perceived.

Perumba, meanwhile, slammed through the grass that had grown as high as the knees, approached the boar, and hit the rocks.

Why can that huge body kill the sign?

The wild boars that are excited by the stones are rushing. Rumba took the boar firmly with her proud arms and flung it lightly. Too exciting.

While struggling to kill the sign, Rumba blocks me in hand as she is progressing.

"What happened?"

I call out to Rumba in a small voice.

"It's a monster ... even a goblin."

"Demon !?"

The moment you hear the word demonic from Rumba, your spine is terrifying and your body becomes rigid.

Slowly look toward the path ahead.

There was a sound of swaying plants and goblins came out of the bushes. A small, green body with sharp ears. The large nose in the middle of the face is characteristic. She is moving away from herd and is moving around her head.

"Did Al see the demons?"

"I've seen it from a distance only once"

I've seen it only once. A wolf-shaped monster called Windwolf.

I was scared of the sharp-eyed Windwolf, and then I fled immediately.

"Well, it's just one goblin. If you're a ferocious person, you're equipped with a sword, but this time it's a log and it's OK.

"No, even a log is serious enough to damage a six-year-old. If you fight it, you'll do it with magic."

"Oh? That's true. Al was better at magic."

While talking, he cried in a loud low-pitched voice to see if he had noticed over here as well.

"If you want to defeat safely with magic, can you close the distance? It will be a close combat?"

Perumba holds a sword of his height and looks at the goblin.

"What is it? Where is Al?"

"This!

I shout at rumba in the distance.

"What? Why are you behind that!"

"I'm scared if approached!

"It's not scary! Just before it!"

e? I was secretly moving away with the transfer. At present, the distance between me and the goblin is thirty meters apart.

Perumba is going to let me down, and he runs and guides the goblin.

Because of the small body, the distance between the rumba and the goblin greatly increases. Nevertheless, the goblin runs around with his crotch.

I refine two icicles with ice magic. The cold converges in front of me and instantly takes the form of an icicle. The air around me suddenly drops thanks to the icicles.

"Lumber! Open the rays from the magic!"

"Sure!"

Perumba's departure to the trees on the side streets ensures a line of sight to the goblins.

Sorry Roomba. I got distracted because of the distance I moved.

Imagining two large icicles at once, imagining a large stationary dreadnail used from ancient times to the Middle Ages.

"Barista!

The icicles make a heavy sound, tearing the air, one sewn on the goblin's chest and one sewn the goblin's arm on the ground. The blood was purple, not the familiar red.

If it was red, you might feel sick and vomiting.

When approaching the goblin, he died immediately or he did not move.

I feel so dark when I think I killed me. An icicle stuck in the goblin from the back of my mind remains.

We have already hunted some animals, such as rabbits and wild boars. I intended to live.

However, when you kill humanoid creatures in this way, you feel cold. I couldn't figure it out, even if it was called a demon.

Perhaps I was just scared of killing humanoid creatures with my own hands, for whatever reason, safe, long distance, magical.

Fu, I breathe and switch my mind. Rumba was standing by me with a mysterious look, as if he had sensed my feelings.

I'll be strong and look down at the goblin's corpse to move forward.

"... It's a bit gross"

"... you have your magic"

No, rumba. This is where it's serious right now ...