41 - Episode 8 The Mohican Adventurers

Ugh, gosh, ugh ......"

Don't walk at a trot, get on with it!　Humans!

A group of elven, one-man (Class D) adventurers were entering a virgin forest near the capital of the Elven Kingdom.

In front of the three adventurers, a racial girl was barefoot and poorly dressed, rattling and shaking ahead of them.

One of the party members, armed with a shield and sword, praises the elven race leader, who shouts angrily.

'But the leader thought of that, too. At first, when he bought a human (inferior species) child, he said, 'A little girl with human (inferior species) or bad taste in women! I thought, "How did you come up with the idea of using them as bait and as a lead in moving through the forest?

I'm not sure I'd like that. After all, as a leader, you have to use your head.

The elven male, called the leader, taps his own head with his fingertips.

Early on, they buy racial (human) slave girls and make them walk through the forest ahead of themselves, using them as scouts to check for dangerous monsters & as bait to fight or escape while they are being eaten.

It is truly a "canary in the mine" situation.

If there's a problem, it's that the human (inferior) kids are so scared that they're moving too slow. Hey!　Walk quickly, or I'll knock you out like I did just now!"

Hi!　I'm sorry!　I'm sorry!　No, please don't hit me!

Then stop crying and get on with it!

An elf adventurer shouts at her from behind, and the girl cries as she speeds forward.

Even if she tries to run away, the other party is an elf species, and two of them are carrying bows. It seems that the shield-carrying elf is trying to stall the enemy, and the other two are using bows and arrows to finish them off.

If she tries to run away, she will be shot in the leg and suffer even worse.

The girl continues to walk through the forest, enduring the fear of not knowing when the monster will jump out and attack her.

The elf adventurers followed her on her path.

I used a human (inferior species) kid for a trial run today, but if it pays off, next time I'll buy more than one and use them.

The human b*tc*es don't cost much, so they're perfect to use up.

The word "talking cattle" is a perfect description of the human race, even though they look like us.

Other than the leader, the other elf in charge of the shooter loses his head in the middle of speaking.

Blood spurts out and splatters on the face of the leader, a shield elf, staining his neat face.

Not a single leaf or branch was shaken or broken, as if the monster had suddenly appeared on the spot and decided to attack back.

The sudden appearance of the monster and the sight of their friends being eaten by the monster caused the elf adventurers to freeze.

The monster was a huge quadrupedal beast that looked to be 10 meters long, with a snake thicker than the girl's torso as its tail.

It stretched out with a shriek and flicked its bright red tongue in and out.

They do not know.

They do not know that this demon is a "snake hellhound" and is level 1000.

Don't play the fool!　If you're going to attack me, you're going to have to attack a human (inferior species) kid, geez!"

Leader!

The adventurer leader regains consciousness from the surprise attack and sends out curses as he drops back to keep his distance. With bow and arrow in hand, he tries to attack, but the tailed serpent moves even faster.

It bites him on the shoulder and crushes him regardless of armor, skin, bone, or flesh.

d*mn!　Shit!　Oh, shit!"

A shield elf raises his sword in a desperate attempt to attack, but is easily repelled by the body surface of the "Snake Hellhound.

The monster is not so foolish as to let it escape.

Higyaaaaahh!"

The screams are forced to stop in mid-sentence.

The screams are forcibly halted midway, because the upper half of his body has been bit off in one bite.

The remaining part is also eaten and chewed with a "crunching sound" as if to say, 'It would be a waste to leave it behind.

Hee, hee, hee, hee!　Ta, ta, ta help me, someone help me..."

The leader, whose shoulder was shattered at the end, was in tears, sniveling, and drooling, begging for his life, but the monster could not understand him, and the snake swallowed him from the feet up.

He was swallowed flat by the snake, repeating, "Help me, help me.

............"

In no time at all, only the girl is left at the scene.

The eyes of "Snake Hellhound" catch the girl.

The girl sits down on the spot, unable to scream.

The "Snake Hellhound" is a being that has crushed and eaten the adventurers of the Elven race like worms crawling on the ground, an existence that the girl, a peasant from a powerless race (Human), could never resist.

Even an ignorant human girl can understand.

Even an ignorant human girl can understand that the monster before her is like something out of a fairy tale.

Otherwise, it would not be able to defeat and eat an elf adventurer in an instant.

............

The "Snake Hellhound," perhaps because its stomach is full, takes its eyes off the girl with a pout, and once again moves soundlessly into the forest.

Soon its huge body was hidden from view by the trees.

I was saved?"

Still unable to believe it, the girl sat down and muttered to herself.

However, she immediately heard a vulgar laugh that negated her words.

Heh heh heh!　This is one hell of a treasure!"

Huh?

Once relieved that they were saved, the next group of adventurers, who looked to be a violent race (human), appeared at just the right moment.

There were five of them in all.

For some reason, they all had Mohawks and one of them had red hair.

Despite the dimly lit forest, they all wore dark glasses and let out a vulgar laugh as they walked up to the girl.

'No way, we're lucky we happened to pick up a free slave after her master was killed while we were probing the forest!

Ughhhh ......"

The girl despairs.

She was bought by an elven adventurer to lead the way and serve as bait for monsters. She was lucky to be saved from being eaten by the monsters. However, she was discovered by an adventurer of a very bad race (human).

The elves despised them as "ugly humans (inferior species)" and attacked them violently, but they did not attack them s*xually.

However, they were of the same race (human).

They would catch me and attack me s*xually.

There is an option to run away, but you are in the middle of a forest where monsters that seem to appear in the myths of the past roam about. If I ran away and met that monster again, next time I would be lifeless.

(It is better to get out of the forest even if these people still rough you up than to suffer and be eaten alive like that. ......)

The sight of the elf-kind adventurers being eaten alive is still burned into the backs of my eyelids. The screams and cries for help were also stuck in my ears.

If I had to die like that, I would much rather have escaped from this forest, even if I was violently attacked.

The mohawked adventurer approaches the girl with a smirk on his face as she gives up in her heart.

Heh heh heh!　If you keep on selling them with all the scars, the price will go down when you sell them. First I have to heal my wounds!　Here you go, potion."

?"

He hands me a potion that Mohawk pulls out.

And it is not the lowest grade of potion, which is doubtful to be effective.

He handed me a medium-grade potion that would be used by a skilled adventurer (Class C) and would be effective. The price is more expensive than buying the girl herself.

The other Mohicans began to act one after another.

Next, I'm going to make some simple shoes out of this cloth, because I don't want to be barefoot!

Then I'll make a walking stick out of some branches around here to make it easier to walk!

You'll have to hold off on that bath until we're out of the woods!"

The red mohawk puts a small bird on his hand, bows his head politely and mumbles something.

'Yes, yes, yes, yes. We are safely joined. Yes, then, in the usual vein, yes."

The girl is so confused that the scene in front of her eyes makes so much sense that confusion comes before fear.

(...... maybe I'm already dead and I'm dreaming?)

The girl thought vaguely of this as she held the potion that had been handed to her in both hands.

After giving the confused girl a potion to heal her wounds, the Mohicans carefully took her and left the forest.