The Peerless Kobold (WN)

His sister, who was to be called the Fox Man, pulled the Spike Dagger out of the head of the Warcraft and wiped the blood (plush) gently with the fur of her crossed prey, and stood up as she tucked it into the sword band at her waist.

For the time being, I gave him a bare gesture to focus on inside me, so when I was speaking up... my sister had a pranky grin with Nimmari.

Let the pale green light softly dwell in his eyes, and gaze at Lenaid with the devil's eye for some reason.

"Huh, wow... (Huh, that's...)"

"Gaffaon, Walglewoo ♪"

At the same time as the clear voice, my sister's skeleton changes shape, her body hair shrinks and a thin pigmented complexion appears. In addition, the long ear of the sage peeked from the hair of the golden thread characteristic of the white magnetic elf, and the color of the eyes became emerald (hissing).

"Hawawawa-kun, I turned into a Lenaid."

"Uh, hey, wait a minute!

I wolf at the appearance (depression) of just a piece of lumbar cloth wrapped around my complexion with leather armor and no underwear, blocking my sight with both hands as Lenade wolves to hide her dewy appearance.

"Ah, don't look, Lord Archer!!

"Waf, waan."

I don't dare to stir it up, so I'll be sure to reply... but her body line, which is more seductive than I thought, is the nature of losing weight after it's already burned in the back of her brain.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! (Mr. Dagger, get back on track!)"

"Kyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... (sorry, I can't...)"

"Garrau (I guess)"

I remember the discomfort the first time my skeleton, muscles, and organs changed subtly in the caged voice I heard, and I nodded with my eyes blocked by a lenaid attached to my neck muscle.

There is no reason for me to be in this state on a boulder, I shake my neck to the left and right, pull her away, and even as I deviate from my sister, who became a half-naked elf who pressed her mouth and went in, I ask her to treat the wounds on both shoulders with Mira's magic medicine.

"This will help reduce the bleeding and pain."

"Sorry, I can't use the healing magic (earth heel)... let's go back to the settlement for once"

"Gagaruah."

At the earliest, the smell of the Black Horned Rabbit had been scratched out in battle, and the only thing that stirred the sense of smell was the smell of blood drifting from the fallen and lying warcraft.

It's more polite to eat than to take your life...

As things stand, there is no means to bring this giant body back, and it is not wise to stay in a place where the smell of blood is intense for long. Besides, the blazers on the hunt will also be finishing up about two evening preys, and only a portion of the tiger meat will be served even if it is brief.

There was about a bag of rock salt left that I had previously purchased in the city of Warren, so let's say salt the tiger meat, fly the moisture, and smoke it with a cut of Walnut wood.

"Guawo, kuovaurua? (Dagger, will you prey?)"

"Ugh, wow... (Ugh, that's good...)"

My sister, dressed as a Lenaid, who was still not in good shape, got up and threw herself at Savage Fang as she stabbed him to a stop, grabbing the pattern of a mechanical dagger rolling on the ground.

At first, while I was vigilant with the magic of "wind out" to prevent the smell of blood from spreading, my sister threw the cleverly wrapped tiger meat into the net bag of hemp rope one after the other, and finally squeezed the rope vigorously to drain the blood.

The rest of the tiger meat will be served for nothing by hungry bears and other beasts after we leave.

"Gwah, Quawong (now, let's turn back)"

"but uhhhhhhhhhhhhh! (Right... and Mr. Dagger!)"

"Wow, I can't hear you."

My sister, who slept with Petan with the elf-specific Sakuho ear, returns her heel and arrives on her way home, followed by Lenaid, who zeroes her stupidity to follow her back.

Well, I don't even know how she feels about being exposed to two melons half-naked, so I put Mira on her back, lying down beside the giant wolf, thinking about taking care of her from me before she got to the settlement.

"Thank you."

"Oh, wow. I don't mind."

Although the pain ran slightly to both shoulders as she stood up, it also had the effect of hemostatic sinking due to her formulated magic medicine, and there was no problem if it was to the extent of traveling a few kilometers to the settlement according to the speed of her sisters' walk.

Step firmly on the earth with the limbs of the beast and continue through the forests of Easteria, where the oblique yang began to shoot......

About five days on foot northeast of the dog-tribe settlement, just across the street from the silver wolves who had finished collecting herbs, was the heart of a strip known as the "Barbera Forest," where strange and distorted trees seemed to drive the spirit of a wise creature crazy.

Against a thick trunk embedded in part with metallic ore, as if unmatched tall lows show giant trees crushed through heaven.

The demon tree had dyed the breath of the stars sucked up from the earth's veins in darkness, rarely turning to dense vapors to erupt more than branches, eroding the bodies of creatures who were unluckily close by with distorting force.

"Khuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh..."

A (fork) Rabbit demon (rabbit) with two horns still hits around, swelling his cramped body around and dropping his proud horn from his head, instead producing a (Russell) Rabbit demon (rabbit).

This is the mechanism that creates demons of disproportionate threat compared to the neighborhood, where organisms planted with the power of distorted life are paid the price and gradually erode their bodies and spirits and die mad.

It should also be noted that the carcasses of eroded organisms retain remnants of the original power, so eating that meat is not very good for the body...

Without knowing it, the silver wolves took the tiger meat back to the settlement, confiscated it by the World Tree Witch Listi, and burned it down.