The Peerless Kobold (WN)

Further north across the Sherna River from the village of Luqua, we return to the settlement about a week later, accompanied by a cat artisan who asked us to come with us to Central Square.

"" Waf, guruao! (Ah, the bosses!) ""

"Vo, gawoaaan? (Also, did you bring someone?)"

The cats don't have to be too surprised because there was a case of Muriel, the red-haired wizard before. However, the mothers with the toddler born this spring moved to the corner of the square... naturally given the child's safety.

Still, many cobolts who were in the square greet us with joy, and a few of our comrades who have gathered are uncomfortable with the shape of daggers and lancers.

"Waf, Gaa, Voovoan."

"Gaan! (Really!)"

"Urgh, Wong? Kluvan! Nice!)"

For some reason Kobolt Dagger (sister) is pretending and appealing to Moffmoff's tail again... does that make any sense? Likewise, Lancer, whose arms and tail have become white hairy from mid-range, has received the attention of his companions.

As he casually strolled his gaze in the bustling square, an unrecognizable group of people stood a little further away. Buster, who blamed those ear-dropping cobolts, walks toward them, cages slightly intimidation and asks questions.

"... Gru, Gawoa (... what the hell, you guys are)"

Depending on who, the biggest cobolt of them moves forward. It's considerably bigger than the average cobolt, even though it's not as good as Buster or Axe.

"Gwwwwwwwwwwww?

Are you the boss Axe was talking about?

"Gu, garwooooooooooo, groooooooooooooooooooooo

No, it's not me, the Admiral's over there.

Following Kobolt's fingertips, the unfamiliar people came and knelt in front of me, and the earlier Kobolt spinning his words with his neck (Kobe) hanging.

"... Galguayang, Gurua (... I want you to join the herd, bo (...) s (...))"

"Galuao (please)"

(… seven in all)

Not an unacceptable number for a settlement, and this big one is going to be a force of war.

"Wong, Khuluaon."

The gaze fits with the large drooping ear cobolt that raised his face to the word.

"... Gurua, Garwowawawaaaaaaaan varowaaan

(... Boss, I want names like Axe and Blazer too) "

"Gawow, Krwow? What about your weapon?"

"Gwo, Gwolgaaa."

He puts his fist in front of his own eyes and boosts his strength.

"Gah, guh, guh, guh, guh!!

(Ok, from today on you are a knuckle!!) "

"Gaal...... (Knuckle...)"

The big drooling ear cobolt groaned so as to be sure.

Common Name: Knuckle (Male)

Race: Cobolt

Class: Kobolt Striker

Skill: Increased Arm Strength (Small/Always) Increased Leg Strength (Small/Always)

Reaction speed increased (small/constant)

Title: Dog Fighter

Weapon: Right Arm/Right Leg (Main) Left Arm/Left Leg (Suppl)

Armed: Waist

"Wow, Gaal."

"Wahoo!!

At the end of the conversation, Axe, who carried a shield with one hand of the battle axe, appears from between the trees gently. Its furrows are damp, including water, as are the parents and children of some cobolts around... apparently, they were dating in the water bath.

Various animals and demons also gather in shallow waters in search of water, so a proper escort is needed to stay long. I waved lightly at the childhood taming of the pale giant body that would have taken the role.

"Ah, Gru, Wang ~ (Ah, Everyone, Welcome Back)"

"Kluaan, Wau (I'm Axe)"

"Lukuru 'un."

Axe joins everyone's circle with one hand up and a smile at Lancer and his sister.

"Gurua, Guruagaruo... (Boss, it's about them...)"

After looking at the drooping ear cobolts chillingly, I circle the pale giant body looking sorry and spin the words from here by controlling them with my hand to try to cut out the story.

"Grurgaarguan, Gruggaarguan?

Accept them into the herd, is that all right? "

"Wow!! (Yup!!)"

You were thinking about the possibility of being turned down, and Axe has a slightly soothing look on his face. Before I leave the herd to you, I respect that judgment, and I won't do anything to take the ladder off.

Yeah, so is Blazer if he says he left the herd to him, but as usual, he can't see him, is he on the lookout around the settlement...

"Hey, Archer, it's time, okay?

I can inadvertently call Barack, the blacksmith's son, from behind.

... the cat craftsmen, who had forgotten its existence, were in a shabby position. I'm a little sorry, but I'm gonna face them and sit back and take my favorite stone brush out of the sachet.

I'm sorry, it's been a long time.

"I don't mind that, but there's nothing here, really... Mr. Grimmer, first build us a place to sleep, I don't want to live in a den"

"Uh-huh, it would take too long to build bricks and stuff or do authentic wood processing...... silver you, can I use the wood there freely?

Grimmer, a cat carpenter, points to the trees harvested by Axe, which are piled up at the corner of Central Square.

“I don't mind, do as you please."

"Okay, then, do you want me to frame you with thin trees and twigs and cover the basement of a leafy roof with bark... then let's use riverside clay for the walls. It should form part of the house."

Well, when I think about that at first, Barack reacts to the word riverside.

"Oh, I'm going to the river, I want to see the sand iron. And the clay used for the furnace... and I need more charcoal, so I'll get the wood too. And Archer, can you make leather bags?

“Leather Huigo? Let's even process and make a big beast stomach.”

"The wind isn't that strong, so I've got a couple of them to make up for the small furnace."

“Wind attribute, how about magic?"

"Hmm, can I use the firepower at the point where I want it... I'll take it into account"

There's a separation between talking to the blacksmith's son, and now it's time for the farmer, Joseph.

"... I'm still easier than the two of you, because all you have to do is plow the square and make green yellow beans and other beans, red potato fields. Mr. Archer, can you use blessed earthly attribute magic?

Maybe I'll be fine.

"Well, that seems to be going well."

I don't even think it's going to be easy given the life far away from today's civilization, but I just have to work on it with guts and trials and errors. I secretly get in the mood for a healthy, cultural life, but my buddies give me a strange look on the take on the cats and me.

"" "Wahoo?

"Vo, gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

(Also, that the Admiral does not understand the translation…) "

Sounds like a tough future...