The rattles and the sound of the wheels echo in the Devil's Forest.
Two horsemen and three armored carriages go to the woods.
It's an armored carriage of the Black Iron Transport Corps.
It's a round-trip road for them many times.
Shake off the impending demon, cut off only the demon that gets in the way of driving, and horseback riding and carriage travel the demon's way.
That was the way it was all the time.
But this time.
"No, the effect of the exorcism potion is really amazing! It's a relieved demon.
Lynx running Raptor raises his voice. This time, I am using an exorcism potion. Originally, there are no more powerful demons on the streets connecting the labyrinth cities to the imperial capital. Forest Wolves, Black Wolves, Goblins, and rarely enough around Oak and Oak Generals. If every demon is a few, a B-rank adventurer can handle it without a problem. But because of the large number of them coming at us day and night, if we are going to be able to pull it out alone, we will need to have the strength of an A-rank adventurer.
In the case of the Black Iron Transport Corps, a two-horse cavalry pays off openly and pushes through with thick armor, so slow-legged goblins and oaks are not an issue.
Conversely, the trouble is with Forest Wolf and the Black Wolf, who, when pushed by a large crowd, strike again and again at exposed legs with no Raptor armor or or at the thin spot of the carriage armor.
But if you use an exorcism potion, wolf-style demons that are vulnerable to odors don't even come by.
Occasionally, odorless goblins are spreading all over the streets, so much so that they are jumped by carriages.
Every time I was attacked by a werewolf demon, I was slowing down the carriage and driving it away, so the itinerary that had taken me two and a half days one way through the demon forest had not taken me two days. If this is so far thick armor and no heavy equipment riding is necessary, the return route thins the armor of the carriage and lightens the equipment. Lighter weight makes the team progressing faster and faster, and at this rate, we're likely to reach the labyrinth city in a day and a half.
"Don't be alarmed, Lynx. Miscellaneous fish is the only thing that works with the demon removal potion. When you reach the B rank, you won't even get a dog.
Another cavalry to Lynx, Double Swordsman Edgan, speaks out.
"Wow, brother Edgan. Because that's what I said, look, it just didn't seem right.
Lynx and Edgan, the two horsemen increase their speed and cut into three red and black chunks that jumped out of the front. Two to Edgan, one to Lynx.
Edgan's twin swords capture the mouth of the fang-whipping demon as it is to be eaten, and cleave it from the back of his mouth straight up to the back of his head. He stabs the sword of his right hand into the other body without shaking it, but the second jumps back into the scaffold with the torn first body.
One of the five daggers that Lynx threw at Lynx was also stuck on the fourth one. The fifth one plundered his body, but he was stuck in a red and black temper that straightened his epidermis and could not be fatally injured.
"Ugh, do you avoid that?
Lynx comes down from Raptor and confronts the demon. This way, it's easier to fight. Raptor quickly rushes back to the armored carriage.
"Come on, doggie. I'll make it easier.
Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo demon.
It looks like a large wolf, but its body surface is covered with red and black dripping temper as if immersed in blood paste. When I touch the earth, my temper drips away as if a small fly were created and springing up. My eyes are running bloody and my eyes move around freaking out and shaking and I don't know where I'm looking. The mouth, which is unusually large and torn compared to the body, has sharp fangs growing across rows, dripping bloody saliva from the mouth as well.
- Black Dead Wolf.
It's how the black wolf has evolved by eating people.
Speaking of which, about January, I heard that a foolish merchant from Imperial Capital entered the Devil's Forest without all the equipment and was destroyed. He said he had taken several slaves instead of soldiers.
Have you eaten their dead meat...
The biggest black dead wolf in three heads fangs at Lynx's provocation. Towards Lynx down from Raptor, the disease looms like a wind.
Bakun
The huge mouth of the Black Dead Wolf chewed Lynx's head to his left shoulder in one bite, and Lynx's body disappeared at that moment, drunk by the shadow of the Black Dead Wolf.
"Gang."
The Black Dead Wolf, who was supposed to have eaten Lynx, trembles with a loud bang. Turn from your belly to your back, and grow countless little swords.
Lynx rises from the shadow of a black dead wolf falling to the ground as he cramps.
"Obnoxious, Lynx. You got your arm up.
Edgan speaks out after endangering another black dead wolf.
"Not yet, brother Edgan. I just want to take down swordsmanship without using my skills. Huh!
Answered cheerfully, Lynx bounces back about two meters the next moment.
Edgan is also retreating at the same time.
"Ugh, is that coming out? I can't do that on a boulder. Brother Edgan, can we go?
"I can't do that either. Die."
What appeared before them were wolves walking on two legs, as big as bears. Wolf. A rank demon.
Moreover, it seems to have evolved from the Black Dead Wolf, and his whole body looks blurred red and black in his mood to rise.
"A, a, a, a……………………………………."
Having a vocal cord closer to a person than a wolf, the voice that raises is like a depressed beast in a fire.
"How many humans would it be if they ate it?
"You know what? You even ate together, see, I'm still eating.
They were two light-mouthed, but a gentle cold sweat conveyed their backs and their legs didn't move like they were sewn on. I can't get my eyes off a mutilated black dead wolf eating werewolf. If he sees this one as a prey, there won't be a whole lot of them in the B-rank.
"Brother Edgan, would you like to fight for just a moment?
"Pass. Immediate death.
"That's right, shah.
"" I want to - it's time - "
Armored carriage doors open. I see no fear or agitation in the move to get off the carriage.
"Let it go."
In response, Captain Dick, the A-rank adventurer, the strongest of the Black Iron Transport Corps, stepped out of an armored carriage.
Dick walks over to the werewolf with a black spear in his hand. The equipment is light armor that just covers the steeple, not heavy armor that was traditionally wrapped around you.
You can't fight with heavy armor. Enough to jump the clutterfish coming at you.
The work of the Black Iron Transport Corps makes good money. Not for the merchants themselves, but the Black Iron Transport Corps makes money from the fare. The Yagoo merchants undertake the carriage of goods that cannot be covered by the Yagoo merchants at high prices. What kind of things did you carry? How much work did you do with one carriage? Because it is a hazardous job, I pay for it on my shoulder at the time of receiving the shipment, but most of the time there is talk with the buyer of the shipment and the seller.
I spent three days running through the Raptors alternately, dealing with all the miscellaneous fish, but I was just a little bored to get out of the Devil's Forest without resting.
do it, and Dick smiles and points the spear tip at the werewolf.
"Sorry about the meal, but this one's on a hurry road. Then taste it in the afterlife."
Huo
When I wonder if the figure of a werewolf who had eaten the remains of a black dead wolf like a beast with four legs earlier disappeared, he appears in front of Dick and his sharp toes swing down.
"Let it go."
But Dick's spear tip flies down the wolf's swinging nails. Both arms of the werewolf, which are swung down again and again, begin to run out to Dick's one spear tip, and the nails do not reach Dick.
Cancer Dick kicks into the belly of a werewolf. A werewolf hanging out behind him.
"You can't have a dog standing around forever.
"Vu, ah, ah, ah, ah..."
To Dick's provocation, the werewolf's hair stands upside down. With his hands on his hands, from his Vulvr and trembling body, he rises to a whirlpool. Gugu ripped the edge of his mouth, and his upper body was like a mouth. A new fang breaks through the meat from the edge of the torn mouth and grows multiple. Red and black liquid drips from the torn mouth, which has no blood or discomfort.
A werewolf kicks the ground. In a shorter time than blinking, the werewolf's fangs approach Dick's left shoulder, but Dick hits his left leg for half a step and slices off the werewolf's right arm.
"Vvuvululu......"
The werewolf doesn't feel any pain, he doesn't show how he can get his arm into the pain of being cut off, he puts his leg on the ground or no, he jumps on Dick again. The cut off is all about flesh buzzing up while you look at it, even its wounds ripping like mouth and throat and eating on Dick.
The werewolf's mouth now captures Dick in the front. For a mouth and pharynx large enough to overeat a large dick in one bite, there must be a full growth of sharp fangs to stop any blade. The left-handed arm of the werewolf, torn apart like a mouth, would strike Dick as pierced somewhere.
But Dick's spear pokes at the wolf's mouth and throat. Dick's spear, with only one spear, pierces the wolf's mouth and throat, torso, left arm, and leg after leg. That speed far exceeds the recovery speed of the werewolf, turning it into a meatloaf. And at the end of the day, piercing his heart, he called out to Lynx and the others, "It's over," as if he'd done a chore.
"That's right, Captain."
Lynx sends praise, not flattery.
"If you look like this, you can have Mr. Amber.
The last word is superfluous though.
"Amber knows, he should.
Captain Dick cutting words in weird places.
"Ma'am, you didn't say 'watch my spear work' at night, did you?
"Mm-hmm...?
"Ugh, seriously? Seriously, you're telling me that?
"No, Captain. Seriously." Teasing him that way, Lynx quickly recovers the material from the fallen werewolf. For Lynx, Dick is an admirable captain. Though I'm teasing you, I think you can count on me, including where you accept such a grudge. I haven't seen a fighting captain in a long time today. That spear judgment that lightly embellishes the werewolf and sinks. I feel proud to be a member of the Black Iron Transport Corps.
From the werewolf, a rather large demonic stone was removed. It's probably small enough to crack A-rank demons because it hasn't been long since they evolved. The three Black Dead Wolves also have Demon Stones and got some material from the Black Dead Wolves that Lynx defeated.
"Oh, it's a 'ground vein shard'. It's worth a lot if you can afford it, but it's not here.
"Ground Vessel Shards" is an earlier clear shard of a thin golden nail with a relatively powerful demon rarely housed among its species, traded at high prices as a raw material for premium potions. They call it a 'ground vein shard' because when you take it out of the ground vein, it happens to become smaller and disappear. Alchemist in this pulse. Yes (...) Yes (...), to the point that the Agwinas family in the labyrinth city would buy it for a low price as a research material, it's not worth much here.
If it's enough to get bought off by the Agwinas, you'd better give it to those who will be happy that it's a 'clean stone'.
"This is also a souvenir of Mariella.
Labyrinth City is just around the corner.
Burning and disposing of the wreckage of the werewolf and the Black Dead Wolf, the Black Iron Transport Corps once again ran out for the labyrinth city.