The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"To be honest, it helped, thank you"

"I got out when I was a little tired."

A boneless tanned man thanked her, and the white woman scratched her cheeks with illumination. Behind it follows a narrow line cleric man and a small magician woman.

"By the way, what's that lady doing?

"Ah, don't worry about it, it's the usual."

Muriel was somewhat roaring ahead of the carcasses of giant ants at the sight of Ares and the adventurers exchanging words with each other.

"Ugh, it's a species you don't see around here, right? But I look familiar...... heh, Valiant!?

Standing next to a red-haired demon mentor who shouted at him somehow, Libert, who had earlier tailored the individual, stares at the carcass in surprise.

"What the hell is that valiant?

"Ko, this is dangerous. Come on, we need to let you know right away!

"No, so explain..."

"It's very fertile, and if you leave it alone, it's a dangerous species that stamps."

Only for a moment, Ares carries on the story again as everyone's expression tends to be strong in response to the words of a dangerous species.

"Hey, it's early winter, huh? Ants are dormant."

"It's time for the Ant Demon to move on until it's snowed!

If we cannot identify the demons with the only ants, and if we did not secure enough food in the autumn, it is not surprising that we are active at this time of year.

If so, there is also a risk of attacking surrounding villages and towns before they enter winter dormancy.

(It's true that the Valiant colony is home to about two hundred people…)

It's just not a small number of people lurking in a nest hole unlike a small normal ant, but it still doesn't turn into a threat and it's not something a very one-way adventurer can manage.

"But it won't be that strong, it's not what we were pushed to say."

Whilst the boneless adventurer man seemed somewhere awkward, he let it be included out of the question that if it were in full swing, we would have been able to deal with it alone. But I can't say that all at once.

"Sweet, this is a scout variant, so weak and few, but when they attack towns and villages, they come about a hundred, and B for the top species and threat C to queen ants!!

"............... Seriously?

The other adventurers are half-hearted, even if her warnings, which are at the mercy of biologists, are solidified with a stunned look by the fellows who know it.

"Are you that bad?

"Not really, I can't feel it..."

"Anyway, I have a bad feeling that the village of Grau might be in danger around here..."

Muriel's hunch at times like this often hits me because of it. Just in case, I stop by a neighboring village with the adventurers I met and visit the village chief's house after we broke up... that reaction is not good.

"Hmm, is it a monster of a dangerous species? There were reports yesterday from the vigilante that they repelled the ant demon, but we haven't heard of any threat to that end."

Lechte, the village chief, turns a frivolous eye to the adventurers who came abruptly and said that the village might be attacked, etc. Still, the reason I'm serious is because my redhead daughter is wearing a Mithrill silver badge (yesterday) with a magic master's coat and a fudge.

At least if you are a magician after a regular course at the Royal Academy of Magic, it is no surprise that you are just an adventurer or have connections with the nobles and court magicians.

It should be noted that his predictions are correct, that Muriel is a close friend of Ernesta, the second court magician, and the only daughter of the Vest family, a regional nobleman.

Most of all, where there was no disrespect for her, the "Witch of the Storm" was never involved in such a thing, and her father was no more than a biologist and an adventurer exploring various parts of the West than a nobleman.

However, there is no way that the head of the village of Grau will know such circumstances, and he looks at the red-haired wizard devising with a troubled look.

"... there were sightings before the vigilantes got rid of Valiant, weren't there?

With one hand on her mouth, she spins words to be sure.

In common sense, instead of suddenly the village vigilante encountering giant ants, the villagers should have been the first to encounter them in the meadow zone or in the Easterian forest. In the process of ascertaining the veracity of that sighting, the vigilantes must have come out with Valiant.

"Yeah, there was a complaint that a giant ant appeared near the grazing land."

"Huh, it might not taste good... when are you talking about it?

"It was three days ago, so even yesterday where the vigilante was on guard..."

(Ugh, even more dangerous)

If the first reconnaissance variant accidentally arrived at the village of Grau, yesterday's group of individuals is likely to be the scouts sent under a clear will.

Moreover, the fact that they “repelled” did not mean that they were completely destroyed, but that some of them were alive and brought back information to the colony. Muriel turns to Ares after sorting out the status quo and sighing.

"Get back to Warren as soon as you can and call the administration."

"Well, there's not much we can do here right now."

I just got a story on the street, and when I look out the window, the sun is already falling, and I can't let it disturb the village chief's house forever.

"Thank you for your time, Mayor Lechte."

"No, this is Ferrias Territorial Administration reporting to you."

We briefly exchange farewell greetings and head to the inn in the village of Grau. This is a village near a core city, so there are suitably fine lodgings, and the Muriels have used it several times.

After seeing her face again with the adventurers who had just broken up at that ”prayer pavilion in Toyota” and grabbing dinner first in the dining room, she went into the two rented rooms and dived into bed.

"Ugh, I'm tired."

As Mirea sits next to the plunging red-haired wizard, she takes off the wizard's coat poignantly as she crouches her thighs, removes her gear and looks like her underwear, and wraps her blanket around by hand.

"I'm already asleep because I care about the extra things when I'm awake"

"Well, good night, I hope it all ends in hard work"

Mirea ponders things positively while pounding Muriel's head to sleep just now... but she doesn't carry things well.

Earlier the next morning, Ayna, a little sorcerer who woke up earlier than the rest of his crew, recalls a story that the red-haired wizard mentor we met yesterday said on the way to the walk. A little concerned, she walked to the eastern edge of the village and looked out behind the woods with her far-sighted magic dwelling eyes.

"Nothing... I wonder what I'm doing"

Though I think it sounds silly, when I move to the north end to the left and look over the plain...

"Oh, no way!

It's the countless black dots that look like the plains on the north side, if you concentrate your consciousness and increase the magic caged in your eyes, you'll understand that's the giant ants. In an instant she turned herself over and ran out to the inn where the adventurers gathered.