As Rolloff put it, it was a raft without deception.
Is the length of the red-brown round-team used roughly twice the length of Tor's back?
Nearly ten trees were neatly arranged and firmly joined together in two trees I gave them to the side.
What's interesting is the side of the tree.
If you look closely, there is a cut in, and the perfect round thickness fits in there.
Plus it's bracketed in bees with thinly torn wood skins from above, and it seems more ingenious than I thought.
"I see, are they made of mangroves"
"Oh, they don't rot like that."
It's also common here, but it's similar to a bloodshed river, where they get rusty and rotten in a few days in iron or regular trees.
But the only exception is the tree that sucks and stretches its water.
Not only did he put his eyes to that point, but Tor honestly surprised the Rollovs, who let them raft together without nails or regular rope.
"Don't come up with funny things often, you guys"
"Too much praise, Thor's brother"
"Don't let it shine anymore. What do you say? Mr. Euril."
"That's great. Yeah, I'm impressed."
"Yikes!
"Glad you made it, brother!
For some reason, more than Thor's words, the brothers shine their eyes and shake each other's hands hot in that one word.
Sora, who looked at the raft with interest, also praised it with a bounced voice.
"Wow! Such splendor, well built"
"Right?"
"But it doesn't really seem like we need to go to the other shore. What, maybe!?
The three brothers all snorted loudly at the girl who turned her gaze upstream.
Unlike the bloody river, there are few people here in Kawahara.
It doesn't seem to be such an obsessive situation that you have to go out of your way to cross dangerous streams and hunt on the other side.
When that happens, the place of destination is not the other shore, but a more spacious place.
"Even here, there are monsters themselves..."
"It's quicker to show you, brother."
With that said, Ninilas, his second son, who lifted both hand axes unconstructively, approaches the river.
When I wondered if a small ripple had been created on the loosely flowing river surface, something suddenly popped straight out.
It was like a thinly bound stream of water.
Immediately the axe head moves, and the red and black water is broken and scattered in a shizuku.
Continuously, the water currents were shot out, but all misty with a luxurious swing of axe.
"It's a real hassle. Get the fuck out of here!
The moment Ninilas stepped on with Don, the water was booming enormously, and now as many chunks of the child's head popped up.
It opens up something big and mouth-watering, challenging the warrior who provoked it.
However, the attack was lightly ended by Nineveras, who waited.
With a disappointing bite on the lifted two-handed axe pattern, the monster hangs like he has lost his ability to exchange.
The Solas, who were touring, applauded Ninilas for having finished the monster in seconds.
And he leaks his thoughts to his mouth as he watches his prey.
"Is this shellfish?
"You're awesome."
"Heh, some shellfish like this."
"Sola, is it because you grew up in the mountains? When you go to the ocean, there's plenty like this."
What was dripping potatoes and red Shizukuishi were two large shells with red stripes floating around.
The part of the axe pattern is disappointed with the shell
Ninilus, who had raised his two hand axes to show off often, beat him straight down with intense momentum as it was.
However, the ground seems to be less damaged because of the soft soil mixed with pebbles.
Most of all, Ninilas didn't aim for it.
Try to cleverly twist the axe pattern while pressing the shellfish against the ground and holding it in place.
As a result, the unexpectedly powerful shellfish had its mouth snapped open forcefully.
Nineveras inserting fingers of both hands into the gap.
A blunt sound echoed at the same time as the triceps thrived greatly, leaving the two shells open to one.
"And here's the thing. Hi, they're not responding."
The monster named after Ninilus is a bouncing striped shellfish.
Lurk in the shallow waters and have the habit of flying and attacking water currents when someone approaches you.
They were easily prevented, but if they were concurrent humans, they were powerful enough to pierce the skin.
The attack, sandwiched with two more shells, is said to be easily severed at the end site.
As he opens it in the opposite direction all the time, it can be said that Ninilus' arm strength is also considerable.
"Can you eat this?
A man answers Sola, who brightens his eyes and peeks into the shellfish guts, just out of the back of the tent holding a pot.
"Mr. Sola, you know what I'm asking."
"Hello, Mr. Diargo. I've been pumping enough smells since just now, and maybe not."
"If you don't wash it well, the smell will come out, but the taste will be quite good."
Saying so, the shieldman's young man takes the lid of the pot on the table that was ready at some point.
What emerged from inside was a stewed dish with plenty of shellfish.
Whoever rinsed the rich aroma containing the overflowing flavor was heavily mooed.
"Oh. Moochibi, were you there? It's quiet today. Oh, here, because the stones aren't so good."
The child named after Ninilas makes a deliberate look around the left and right.
Then, I let him stretch his flat chest, mostly.
And remain silent, pointing to a bug basket lowered to his own hips.
The second son, who witnessed the shiny and blackening bug's back, breathed heavily.
Shut up and shake your head vertically with a sharp glance.
Moo nodded back silently, too.
"... don't do it"
"Mmm."
"What's your name?
"... kurosuke"
"... good name"
Rolloff continues his explanation with the two people holding each other's hands hard aside.
"I was only bored with these stripes around here, but I realized there was a hunting ground where no one had a hand."
"Are you going to fight on the lake?
"No, look behind that, Tor's brother"
The eldest son pointed to an island that looked as good in the lake.
It is quite wide and tents and the like are likely to be erected sparingly.
Notably, however, it was not the size of the island.
It was the beasts nestled on the shores of the island that drew Thor's attention.
Black tenderness around the long neck.
They looked like a bunch of horses dipped their lower bodies in water.
"Aquatic horses are the ones. You're quite a prey."
"Well, that's what I'm looking for."
Rolloff with an invincible grin, but that look breaks down quickly.
"I was thinking," Well, that's not going to work. Thanks for coming. "
With that said, the fighter, who boasted a magnificent stature, let his shoulders shrug like trouble.
"At this hour, it might be time to see it. Oh, there you are. There."
Also to the point where Rolloff points his finger, the gaze pointing Tors.
What was spreading there was an odd landscape.
The lake surface in front of the island was booming and the waves were shaking heavily.
Tor, who was watching, finally realizes that something is moving under the water as he twirls.
However, the length is abnormal.
At least more than Kojima, there seems to be a wave width.
The wavehead accidentally smashes and something shows up from underwater.
It was part of a giant torso wrapped in bright red scales.