Chapter 266: Rearguards of the Hero Party (2)

Chapter 266: Rearguards of the Hero Party (2) A huge roar rang out in the peaceful forest.

The force alone made the tree branches shake, and the small animals that had been hiding ran away in panic.

The cries of the ogre, the top predator of the forest, deeply stimulated instinctive fear.

Although the original ogre might scare small animals, it did not make them run away.

Because it has such a huge body, even if it tried to catch and eat small animals, it would not do any good.

However, the current roar was so frightening that even the animals, who knew this fact, abandoned their nests and ran away.

The roar from before was filled with anger that could not be hidden.

Who on earth provoked that fearful being?

No, how on earth could I make that giant with neither claws nor teeth so angry?

Even in the small brains of the animals desperately running away, questions appeared and disappeared for just a moment.

However, it is actually the center of the roar.

The appearance of the ogre in anger was extremely cruel.

The thick leather was studded with arrows that looked more like javelins than arrows, and the blood flowing from the wounds was forming a puddle on the floor.

"Oh, really. After all, it's hard to deal with this!"

– Wedge... Thump!

A thick arrow fired from Silpierre's bow hit the ogre near the shoulder, causing a large explosion.

The explosion itself was a skill granted by Silpierre's magic power, but the unfortunate thing was that once used, the arrow would be shattered without being able to retrieve it.

The thick steel arrows made for large monsters were expensive.

However, even after receiving such an expensive blow, the ogre only staggered for a moment and did not suffer any noticeable damage.

This is because the tough leather absorbed much of the shock of the explosion.

If you hit a vital point such as the eye or heart, you would take a lot of damage no matter how thick the leather was, but it was not an easy task because Ogres also instinctively protect vital points.

So, in general, when hunting large monsters such as ogres, the rule is to target the limbs first, prevent them from protecting the vital area, and then attack the vital area.

It was extremely difficult to sever tendons or cut muscles in a limb with an arrow, which was a point attack.

Still, it wasn't an opponent I couldn't beat.

"Berti! Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

After giving the promised signal, Berti's buff poured into Silpierre's body.

New vitality filled my tired body, and various abilities increased.

Even minor wounds sustained while avoiding attacks were recovered in an instant.

"According to the plan, go a little further and wait at the trap setting!"

Berti left the battlefield, sparing no time to reply to Silpierre's words.

Silpier adjusted the Ogre's movement speed and lured it into the trap little by little.

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At this time, the sound of fierce battle vibrates the forest.

A goblin was wandering in the forest.

It was the goblin that Silpierre had missed the previous day.

This goblin had lost all of its respawn fellow goblins, so it wandered the forest alone and got lost.

The goblin was so frightened by the ogre's roar and headed in the opposite direction of the roar without knowing the way, that he tripped on something and ended up hitting his nose on the ground.

Squeak!

The goblin angrily looked down at her feet and saw a stone half-stuck in the ground, giving off a strange aura.

It was a stone the goblin had never seen before in her short life.

The moment she raised her face to get a closer look, she heard the ogre's roar once again, and the goblin, startled, picked up a rock and ran away.

I don't know what it was about her, but what was unusual was the goblin's greed that had to be hers.

Just like that, an item equivalent to someone's mask fell into the hands of a goblin...

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"Wow. "My stomach hurts."

"Would you like me to heal you?"

"No. "I'm just saying that."

The day after defeating the ogre, Silphiere and Berti were in the forest again.

Today was not about killing time, it was about running away.

It was because I felt burdened by the envious looks of the villagers.

The fight between an ogre with a body the size of a house that uproots logs and swings them, and Silphiere, who avoids all attacks with flowing green hair and graceful movements, felt like a story from a fairy tale or legend to the villagers who lived monotonous lives. Br〉

The same goes for Berti, who was clad in the subtle brilliance unique to sacred arts.

Even Silpierre was sick of the spirit of the villagers who offered various things and wanted to shake hands as a reward for defeating the ogre and saving the village. S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Among them, there was even a person who brought his newborn child and asked to say goodbye, so the pressure was no joke. To the point where it would be better to fight the ogre one more time.

"I understand why Serena avoids the city... "

"It's a little scary to think that everyone in one city is chasing me like that."

"I mean it's true. "I'm coming to say thank you and to return the favor, so I can't even flatly refuse."

"Still, many people came to have faith."

"Ah. Okay. Since you are a priest, missionary work would be enough."

"Ehehe... "

"Isn't that a compliment?"

The two walked through the forest talking about various things.

Because of yesterday's battle, there was silence in the forest, not a single bird chirping.

This is because the animals that left their nests have not yet returned.

We received a request to exterminate goblins today, but it seemed unlikely that we would be able to find any goblins, so the two of us just walked through the forest with the sense that we were just taking a walk.

– Rustling.

At that time, a small sound came from behind the two.

It was a small sound, but it was clearly an unnatural and awkward sound.

However, neither Berti nor Silpierre responded to the sound.

The two just continued walking while chatting.

– Crispy!

After rustling for a while, it was a goblin that finally appeared through the grass.

The panties were made by roughly tying together rotten twine and leaves, and there was a stone that gave off a suspicious energy.

It was the goblin that had been on the verge of death from Silpierre the previous day, and was lost in the forest yesterday.

The goblin, lost without her companion, was unable to properly escape from the roar of the ogre that had happened yesterday and was circling in a similar direction.

The goblin was starving. No matter how much I walked around, I couldn't find the mice or rabbits I usually enjoyed eating, and even the bugs I used to catch when I couldn't bear hunger didn't show up today.

Because her stamina was so low, the goblin was slow to recognize its surroundings.

Kieeeeek!

The goblin was lazily looking around, looking for something to eat, when he finally spotted Silpierre and Berti walking a short distance away.

A sense of fear that clearly comes to mind even with the goblin's short hair.

The goblin jumped up and screamed without realizing it, but was startled and covered his own mouth, but the sound had already escaped.

As the goblin quickly turned around and prepared to run away, he discovered something strange.

Silpierre and Berti did not react at all.

It was definitely a strange situation, but the simple goblin thought he was just lucky not to be caught.

The goblin's small, simple, self-centered thinking circuit began to spin.

The goblin's thoughts were like this.

Didn't notice -〉 Hit the back of the head -〉 Goblin wins!

In reality, there was no guarantee that he would be defeated by a single hit to the back of the head, and even if he hit one goblin, he couldn't even defeat the other... If you can think that far, you probably aren't a goblin.

Anyway, the goblin picked up a nearby tree branch instead of the club he dropped while running away.

– Sasak, Sasasak...

Although I said I was approaching silently, I could clearly hear the sound of grass being brushed.

Still, no one turned around, so the goblin just crept closer.

The target was Silpier. There was no special reason.

When it got close enough, the goblin finally jumped up and swung the branch with all its might at the small back of Silpierre's head.

– Taaak!

There was a fairly loud sound.

However, Sil Pierre only shook his head once due to the shock of being hit on the back of the head, and did not fall down as the goblin had expected.

No matter how defenseless they were, the goblin's strike was not enough to pierce the hero party's defense.

The angry goblin swung the branch a few more times, but Silpierre paid no heed to the branches hitting her and walked with Berti playing with her hands.

Without any reaction.

By this time, even the goblin could realize something strange.

This is because rabbits, rats, and goblins that respawned all looked at themselves once they were hit.

Either she ran away and looked at me after widening the distance, or she looked at me on the spot, or she waved her fist, but she looked at me anyway.

However, Silpierre did not pretend to know the goblin even after being beaten several times. It was the same with Berti.

Kiek... ?

I didn't know what happened.

However, with the simple mind of a goblin, the only thing that mattered was the fact that no matter what was done, there would be no resistance.

The goblin's gaze was directed at Silpierre's chest.

At his waist, a small stone was giving off a suspicious aura.