"………………… What, proceed?
"Well, it's only been half a day."
"But, you know, the... are you okay?
"Yeah? Isn't it your role to judge that?"
"Oh, right..."
Salaritha mumbles unexpectedly in return for Thor.
I was using the water I had brought with me flashy because I thought it was because of my decision yesterday to stick to this route and turn back.
In this dry wilderness, it is said that the amount of water you can carry determines the distance you can travel.
Food can be managed by eating monster meat, but local sourcing is nearly impossible because the water field is almost non-existent.
The amount you need per person per day is at least one leather bag.
If the four of us have a three-day itinerary, we will need twelve bags.
But only Thor and Sola carry their luggage in them.
Even if we leave aside the unlikely situation of two hands, it doesn't seem very good that they carry that much, due to the size of the backpack, except for the tent.
"Now let me just check the food and water in hand…"
"Oh, take a full look"
The inspection work was completed immediately.
Bread, dried fruit and cheese for two extra days.
And there were only five leather bags, but somehow all the contents were filled neatly.
Surprisingly and unexpectedly lagging behind, Salaritha tramples down the mountain of sand that was at her feet.
From behind it all the time, a young scream arose.
"Ahhh! Moo's, Moo's old man!
"What!?
Apparently, a purple-eyed child was playing sand on the floor.
He gazes wide open at the dusty eyes and stares stunned at the sandy mountain that Salaritha has broken.
"Oh, I'm sorry!
Already crouched, Salaritha gathers white sand in a hurry to get it back on track.
Bad timing there, gushing through.
A glimmer of wind will blow all the sand into a scatter.
"Ugh, uhh. Moo's grandmother is dead."
"Oh, you know, I'm sorry. Wasn't it the waza..."
"Ugh!
"Look, don't be mad at me like that. You can make it again."
"To-chan doesn't understand anymore! I'd rather scratch it than make it!
"You like to break it..."
Moo, held up by Tor, rubs his face against its chest plate with a nasty shake of his neck.
Sarah bowed her head over and over again to the condition of the child who had shanked her, and eventually, she was to leave without talking about water.
The storm is subsiding considerably because it has already entered the central part of the wilderness.
The line walked faster than yesterday because of a complete switch to a way to move forward without knocking down a rock lizard further.
But not all monsters can be avoided.
".................. Left and right are dangerous"
After gently honking the harp, Thor nodded and replied to the conductor's proclamation, who was still deafening.
Earlier claw bouncing was called "Negative Sound Investigation."
It is a method of confirming a safe zone applying her playing technique, a musician, to hear the sound echoes due to the density of the sand.
A new obstacle that emerged as the Tors proceeded to the back was a kind of quicksand called sand accumulation.
This fluid gathering of sand swallows the stepped foot to the bottom in an instant.
Even so, it's only as deep as the waist, so it's not as soon as it involves a life crisis.
It just takes a lot of effort and time to pull it out of the sand, and there's also a pattern of secondary victims coming out.
He was the one to avoid as much as possible.
However, at first glance, it was nearly impossible to discern the difference, so Sarah offered to cooperate.
Apparently it's an apology for breaking the sand mountain in the morning.
"Mamimume, mumimume"
Moo, who has completely fixed his mood for playing instruments he is unfamiliar with thanks to, is mumbling a weird verse as he waves his fingers with pleasure.
"Moo, you're a good singer."
"Sola, you know what? Moo doesn't seem to be here. Riccal was there."
"Right, Moo is amazing. Then tell To-chan where the rock lizard is?
"Let it go! There and there!
Moo pointing to the front and left. Apparently one is inevitable.
Sacrifice with a sword that was warm and sharpened, cut off only the tip of the tail and move on.
The Tors, who kept walking like that, were able to go quite a distance in the morning.
And take lunch on a small rock not enough to put up a tent, and new changes appear before a line that keeps walking in the afternoon.
"Look, To. There's something over there!
"What is it? You look blue."
"Phew... ha... you look like some kind of grasshopper to me. … Could it be the blue crown grass we heard about in the pre-course…"
"Sounds like it, if you ask me"
Suddenly standing on the sand was a small, eye-catching blue flower.
I can see the long stretched tofu section from the blue petal creating an array of crown-like protrusions.
"That was definitely the raw material for the blood suppression recovery pills. I'll take it."
The healing pills are several times more potent than the blood suppressant ointment, and they stop bleeding and heal faster even with quite a few scratches.
Because of this, Blue Crown Grass is a round, a purchase of a single piece of silver coin.
"Hmm. But, To-chan, there's a lizard."
"Oops. Then let me take it down and pick it out."
A large white lizard pops out from under the sand before a sultry and approaching tall.
It was supposed to be scheduled harmony, but unexpected events happen there.
Surprisingly, the blue flowers were stretching out of the monster's head.
Thor was slightly punched in the face by a dumb look, but his body moved more naturally, and his vividly slashed neck was < fixed > as usual before falling to the ground.
"Wow, this is growing from your head, Tor!
"I thought it was strange in a place like this, but apparently it's a parasitic plant"
"I see, do you nourish rock lizards? and play a role in attracting dumb adventurers."
Having recovered the blue flowers and the tip of their tails, Tor continued to crusade the flowering monsters several times since then.
And in the middle of the afternoon, we finally reached our next destination.
Not like before. This big rock looked long on the side with corners.
The height is increasing but the depth is only a few steps, quite narrow compared to the large round rock.
"What a name is this place?
"The Fool's Stand...... No, the Great Long Rock..."
Apparently, he had a weird name here, too.
There are fittings punched into the rock just like before, so I finish tending the tent with tequila.
Often the line soothed my tiredness with vanilla tea, but after the break I left the tent and some of my luggage intact.
It is a reconnaissance ahead.
It felt similar about thirty minutes, but from there the number of rock lizards and sand accumulation gradually increases.
Eventually one sight emerges ahead of the Tors on an invisible path sandwiched in a large sand pile.
It was a view of the blue-crowned grass swarming on one side.
Blue petals shake thoughtfully in a gentle breeze so as to fill my sight.
If not in the land, it was too beautiful and fantastic a prospect.
"Ugh, wow..."
"Beautiful, To."
"Oh, I'm surprised. I didn't know you had this view."
"............... that's a wonderful view"
It was a touching line, but the search ended there.
There's just not enough room to deal with that number of rock lizards.
Tor, who turned his heel back in an attempt to turn back, notices a strange look on the woman sitting at the rear of the line.
Salaritha's eyes, staring at the flock of blue-crowned grass, had a strange glow.
It was a strong, dark light, as if multiple emotions had mixed in.