The Peerless Kobold (WN)

The remaining three hang up!

Meanwhile, this is Kobolt's "settlement” where the three of us are leaving messages...

"Wafau ~, Wolwaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Peace, I'm glad it's always like this. "

It is Axe who throws his own cut tree a bigger body on his back and sleeps slightly in the leaking day. He is a pacifist, one of six colourful people in this settlement.

Recently, trees in the central part of the settlement had been felled daily, as the boss said, and they were no longer used to cutting trees with battle axes. However, Axe hasn't noticed that it has a weird habit because it specializes in logging with war axes.

From the wood dust of the main business, it was full of penetration.

Such a suspicious shadow behind him, in the bush...

"Huh, woah Falluon, Gwoolua!!

(Duh, that sounds good, I'll hit you by accident!!) "

"Wahoo!? (Huh!?)"

A wooden sword strikes lightly and pessimistically directly at Axe's forehead as he hurries up his torso and turns to the Raider.

"Wow, wow, wow!

(What the hell, Blazer!) "

"Khu, Luau, Gwalfaruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

(No, I'm sorry, I was wondering if you were inviting me with too many gaps...) "

It is the longswordsman Blazer of the Dog Nation who scratches his head and apologizes.

He has a royal weapon called Longsword, but his character was subtly off the middle. His belief is "not to compete properly!".

But nothing Blazer is recommending to escape the battle. Some battles are unbeatable by the male of Kobolt. In short, what he's trying to say is "if you win, the government army”.

If any means are used to make the last thing standing strong, isn't it most sensible not to confront them paradoxically and decently?

From his point of view, that's just a lower measure at a stage where we're confronting each other with our gains. Therefore, it is ideal to strike unexpectedly, darkly, and evening morning rush.

It can be said that a cobolt has the opposite nature to a buster of the nature to be pulverized from the front…

"Wafioan, Gruffau."

With the raccoon he has hunted in the woods in his hand, Lancer sighs at the two that squirm in front of him.

"W, quaan - (Ah, welcome back)"

"Ng, kuau, guruuuuuuuuuuuaan?

(Yes, Lancer, can I take care of your mother?) "

"Gah, guakurfaowu

(It's not that season anymore) "

During the breeding season, her boss had asked for the repelling of the males approaching her own mother.

You can just bump yourself out, right? I just said...

”Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

What a return of words.

Why are you a child no matter how old you are when you say male...

Glimpsing the twitching Axe and Blazer in front of him, Lancer sat down on a stump of wood to poke out the raccoon, the fruit of the hunt, with an obsidian knife.

"Ng, guawo kugaqualf woaaaaaaaaaa

(Yeah, it would be easier if I borrowed a dagger from Dagger.) "

As you struggle with a knife with bad sharpness, a howl that inadvertently shows vigilance from the woods sounds.

"Grr! (Both grunt!)"

"Wahoo."

"Wow."

Only for a moment did the three of them face each other rush to a place of howling, but what they saw there was a giant bear of grey that burned to a young memory and turned into a trauma.

"Gahhhh!!

"Guh, Guruoah! (Wow, Graybear!)"

I hear from childhood tamers who lead the herd that they intend to take it away sooner or later, but sometimes they weren't ready for their minds, and the movement of Blazer and Axe, whose legs snapped for only a moment, stops.

Lancers ran through those two sides and speared spikes to the grey bear as the momentum remained.

"Huh, guh!?

Wear the arms of a gray bear on the verge of being swung down to stab a stop at the cobolt of a settlement where sharp spear fire lays low on the ground, saving your companion's predicament.

"Garu."

"Gu, lu... (Gu, sorry...)"

A fellow with injuries to his arm and flank takes a distance as he lags back, and a grey bear responding to the motion waves down a nail strike at a lancer sheltering him from his Jen-royal posture.

"Galuahhh!!

She leaps back and smiles at the sharp claw blow that strikes her, but the grey bear, who crawls on all fours with his palms poked straight to the ground, jumps in with his jaw open and his saliva scattered.

"Klu!? (lying!?)"

A sharp fang approaches her, slightly delayed by surprise!

Regardless, if you get bitten, you're not safe.

"Grrrrrr!! (Whoa whoa!!)"

Hey, kid.

With a single hair, Axe's battle axe is waved down between the grey bear and Lancer to hold back his fangs.

"Kluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Wow.

"Ku, gurua uruo vorua......

(But I can't believe you ran into me without my boss...) "

While gently exchanging words, Lancer and Axe sit on their sliding feet, positioning the grey bear with their upper body again against the caulk from left to right to meet the occasion.

"Grr!! (Eat!!)"

Axe's battle axe, waved earlier by the horizontal giraffe, was hit hard with a bear hand on the side and bounced, but the grey bear's posture collapses due to a flash of defense, followed by Lancer's spear shooting wearing that gap.

"Wow! (there!)"

"Guh!?

But the spike aimed at the head is also slightly backed by a grey bear with a piece of paper, and the thick part of the spear is stuck in its tough jaw.

"Gah, gluouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The moment she abominably abandons herself, a black shadow descends from her head in the face of a grey bear!

"VOAL OWN!! (Fuck you!!)"

Covertly suppressing the signs from after the enemy was picked up, Blazer, who was moving onto the tree and watching the machine, rides the acceleration of his free fall and pierces the long sword held in his reverse hand into the brain of the grey bear.

"Gah... guh..."

"Galuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Zach.

Axe's battle axe is swung through with no push on his mortally wounded opponent, making a dowdy noise and the gray giant bear, Graybear, sinks into the sea of blood he shed himself.

Thus Graybear's crusade, which was his original goal, was fulfilled in the unknown of the three who embarked on the journey.