The Peerless Kobold (WN)

As soon as the cats lead the way through the trees, they stop on the banks of the Stile River, leaving some distance to the settlement of the dogs, and look back to the villagers that follow.

"What's wrong, both of you?

Maril with a question mark was a more active outfit than she was when she came out looking for a missing toddler (Sophie).

Two black-iron swords and a spike dagger fit in the sword band suspended at the waist, wrapped in light armor on a jacket that fits the body, and a leg wrapped in a black stocking for cold protection peeks from the skirt, which has a deep slit for easy movement.

He's a splendid adventurer at first glance for his personality who dares to get into shape... but he's just an amateur who started working out mixed up with vigilantes after being attacked by a bloodsucking demon tree (Brad Trent).

Towards her like that, Barack opened his mouth even as he shrugged, "You look stronger than Liz if you just look like it.

"I'll get confirmation from the dogs first, so just wait."

"If we follow the river here, we won't have trouble rendezvous after the fact"

"You know what... isn't it a bad impression to push, Mr. Zeno?

"I guess, let's leave it to the two of us"

As Grimmer, who inherited the words of a cat blacksmith, explains, it is a good place to wait, so the acknowledged Maril finds an affordable size rock and lowers his back.

The cats retrace the Stile River with a smile as they see the three insignificant vigilantes consolidate around her, a little pushy looking daughter, but don't be taken care of.

The frigid beasts (beasts) who hide themselves between the trees and discuss them in a whisper…

"Wow, Galuguarguagguagguagguagguagguagguagguagguagguagguaggua...... gaoa?

(Sure, the cat ears that had been mixed with the herd for a while... human?) "

"Galuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

(Cat ears may come to the settlement, let me know...) "

Just out hunting, they turn their heels and rush out to the settlement, where the cat craftsman's return visit will be where the long-bodied cobolt finds out.

(Hmm, the old cat guy... two of them?)

With one hand on his jaw, Blazer meditates on a tree standing on the edge of the settlement square, recalling three cat men who excelled in wood processing, iron making and increasing plants.

Red potatoes and legumes grown with the technology they brought are valuable food for winter, and not without gratitude because they are eating themselves.

"Gah, Garoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

(CHUCKLES, I don't even feel comfortable handling it underneath...) "

A short thank you to the two four-year-old male generations who hurried back, sipping the herbal tea brewed by setting fire outside the tent set in the square, and walking under the elf hunter Celica, who is wrapping cookies made of dongle powder and honey.

"Mm-hmm. Wow. Phew.

(Um, something... errands) "

"Kruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?

(I'm picking up the cat man, will you take the word for it?) "

After a little thought, she made sure there was no rush to run, and then nodded, "Well, then.”

It should be noted that the supreme proposition of the elves sent to the land is to cultivate a new world tree and connect it through the earth vein with the world tree "Eternity (Ioan)" of Elfast, the king's capital, and that it may be intended that during the long time, many of its own species will also live together in the forest.

From that point of view, I have never been able to establish a good relationship with the Dog Nation as a people in the same forest. Furthermore, because we now share a place to live and hunt, there was also emotion in our daily lives.

"Friendly (Sedial), Most (Ayn) …"

Pompous and squeaky, Celica throws the cookies in her hand into her mouth, drinks up the herbal tea and then grabs the elphin bow she had beside her and stands up.

"Ooh... (Let's go...)"

"Kluuua."

After a brief exchange of words with her, Blazer looked around and returned the dried green yellow beans to the water in an iron pan, also speaking to Smith, who was crushing rock salt with his favorite hammer and throwing it in, to the lower basin of the Stile River, which had been reported by his companions.

Sometimes the cats go back up along the river, and without walking long distances, Smith, who quickly put the figure in his sight, swings his tail with joy.

"GUAKWAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!

(Mr. Grimmer to Barack's brother!!) "

"Ha, I don't know what you're talking about, but you look good, Smith!

"Long time no see, little dripping ear."

To understand that the words were welcome even if they did not make sense, the two turned their gaze to one and one of the following as they responded to the welcome by breaking their faces naturally.

"Sure, Mr. Black Elf over there met in the village of Lucua... you're Mr. Celica"

"Yeah...... I'll interpret for you"

"Blazer, it's unusual for you to show your face."

"Wow, wow, wow, wow."

Quickly, I get Celica to translate the words back in a slightly less exhilarating manner by the long skinny cobolt.

"GUAU...... VOLGAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO?

"Sometimes... he said he was more with humans than that?

"... you've been watching, you've got a lot of territory"

"... uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In fact, the cats talked about the Marills (KAN) as they caught a glimpse of Blazer's character in an attitude that only led them to follow the waterfront and go hunting, but not to dare.

(I want to say go home because it's troublesome...)

There is a custom that the most sequential individuals who can make decisions without delay have the right to decide on a flock of dogs seeking immediacy or ad hoc.

The other day, two of the herds who had gone away in search of their prey to hide their appearance in the winter did not return, and even if their hopes were faint, Buster and Lancers were absent, so it was Axe who would pass judgment on the people of Viel Village under the current circumstances.

(I have a relationship with the Cat Clan, and you're going to admit it's his personality)

In addition, the village of Viel also has some edge, so the scene where the warm pale giant cobolt says “I wonder if it's otherwise good” plunders the back of the brain, but if you push it back on its own, it disrupts the order and harmony of the flock.

Sighing lightly, he returns to the path he came to confirm as he exchanges words with the cats across an interpreter for his obsidian elf daughter.

It was only after noon that Blazer and Celica returned to the settlement after receiving the words as expected from childhood training and proceeding again along the river to the outside of the woods to pick up the Marils.