Chapter 706

- Episode 73 of the Gaiden

Episode 73

The relationship between the different races.

Even if it wasn't very friendly, it wouldn't have been a tough relationship to the extent that they could easily bleed each other.

[Though it will change over time.]

Let's do it. After hundreds of years, perceptions will naturally change.

“... ... teacher. What are you going to do now?”

[I need to think about it. It wouldn't be a very good idea for you to stay here all the time.]

“Yeah. Think hard. gulp.”

Hetia seemed to be at ease, as if she liked it. I'm just watching while eating something.

[Yanmar... ... You also have a habit of rolling your head.]

“No. Because it’s annoying to use your head.”

[ha... ... I give you advice, but later you grow up and suffer? If you don't roll your head around, only the same guys will gather around you.]

“Ah~ again... ... saying something strange.”

Hetia frowns as if the sermon is annoying.

You will really suffer from thoughtless things around you in the future, but that is only a story in the very distant future.

[But it's not very good... ... .]

“Why'?”

[It's ambiguous if you dare to stay.]

It doesn't matter if you stay for a few days, but as time passes, someone will doubt Hetia's whereabouts.

It seems difficult to settle down.

[From what I've heard, the smell of blood seems to be less on the shore where the mermaids are staying.]

“Yes. I will.”

It was about time to devise a suitable plan.

“???? uh'?”

Hetia, who has bright ears, reacted first. Even after that, Cressel immediately sensed the abnormality.

[what... ... That dwarf kid is talking nonsense.]

The reason why he said strange things. It is because of what is currently happening on one side of the city's walls.

Dust rises from beyond with a roar

.

It didn't sound like a simple accident. Obviously the cause of the destruction was outside the city, not the city.

[Is it an attack... ... You really look like you can smell the bloody smell.]

“Teacher. how will we do it?”

[Let's look at the situation first. Hide on the street where you won't be seen just in case.]

“Okay!”

As it was, Hetia deftly made her way through the chaotic crowd and headed for the scene.

Hide yourself in an area that can be identified even with her eyesight and observe the situation.

Those who launched an attack from outside the broken wall are pressing in.

“A cow’s head? Are there guys like horses? Are they of the same race?”

[Minotaur-kun. The guys with horse-like lower bodies next to them are called Centaurs.]

Cressel told Hetia, who was seeing them for the first time, their identities one by one.

[But that dwarf kid. What's wrong with those two people? I was very openly cooperating and sitting down... ... .]

“What? Did the old man lie?”

[Well, that's probably not it.]

When Cressel judged, there was no lie in the story the dwarf said.

[Originally, depending on the occasion, even bad friends hold hands. It's a common occurrence.]

“Hmm??”

Hetia puts on an expression that doesn't quite understand yet.

Anyway, Cressel said let's wait and see.

If you get caught, jump out right away.

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[But it's not good.]

As they watched, the situation was not very good.

Unexpected surprise and unexpected enemy combination.

The Centaur pushes forward using its mobility, and the Minotaur pushes the Dwarf guards who have become confused.

[They know how to use each other as badly as they do... ... .]

You know the specs of your hateful enemies better than your clumsy allies.

[The damage must be quite large.]

If I do something wrong, this city might fall. Or even if it doesn't, it will cause great damage.

“How to?”

[...] ... Well, that's okay.]

However, he didn't tell Hetia what to do.

It is deliberately silent.

[Hetia. It's up to you to decide from here.]

I lend you the knowledge, but I have no intention of taking away the right to make decisions.

[Either get out of here quickly... ... Or they help, that's none of my business.]

They give opinions, but they don't make decisions.

[I am, at best, nothing more than a dead skeleton head. So make your decision.]

One day, when Cressel is free, this little boy will be left alone.

But it doesn't even budge.

‘no way??????

When he realized it, the spear he fired had already reached Hetia right in front of his nose.

Hetia silently stretched out her arms at the spear.

And I grabbed it without hesitation.

“Reckless!”

It is impossible to hold the spear of a charging centaur with bare hands.

All that remains is a future that has been blown out and shattered.

But nothing goes as he thinks.

“Sigh!”

Hetia's little spirited voice.

And Malloc's vision flipped.

“What?!”

can not understand. But when he saw what was reflected in his own vision, he could not help but realize.

Surprisingly, the kid actually grabbed Malok's spear with both hands.

That was not enough, so he threw it upwards.

‘Nonsense!'

Nor is it technology. made possible by pure force and compulsion.

No, there is no way to try more than that.

If your hand slipped even a little bit, wouldn't it be pierced by the spear and shattered?

Don't you even know how precious your life is?

Or are you just that brave?

However, his thoughts were cut short there.

Hetia jumps towards him who is overturned in the air.

be stupid

The fist that was swinging was the last thing Mallok saw.

Quaang!

With a roar, the centaur's massive body crashed into the stone wall and collapsed together.

“after. Simple, right? yes?”

Opening her clenched fist, Hetia briefly spoke only about that fact.

All the other guys have already gone crazy.

“How?”

“Did you just see it? Did that little boy catch Mallok's spear and throw it?”

“Is that possible?”

Confused, they didn't notice. The moment Hetia grabbed the spear, her arm strangely changed... ... wrapped in black scales.

“so? Who's next?”

Hetia just calmly waved her hand as if asking who the next one would jump on.

“what... ... Called?”

“Who's going to attack next? hmm? Does anyone care?”

The attitude that it doesn't matter if you attack as much as you like. It didn't matter if I beat everything up.

But nobody steps out.

The guys who were talking about courage just a moment ago can't stand up against a kid who looked down on them like that.

It has to be.

Now, they are looking at the guy who just suffered in vain.

thinking soberly.

How can you overcome the monstrous power of catching the spear of a centaur charging with all your might and throwing it straight upwards?

“Heh heh! Now, it is a fluke.”

Even though I do my own tricks.

“There is no need to be frightened just because you have been bitten by a horse.”

The one who stepped out was one of the Minotaurs.

“I'll show you that I'm not like that braggart Malloch.”

He stood in the way of Hetia.

“You seem to be a bit confident in your strength, but if that’s the case, then we... ...

huh.

puck!

I can't even listen to the end anymore

As Hetia lightly swung her fist, the Minotaur was also buried alongside Malok.

“Is the Lord dead?”

“... ... I didn't kill him.”

Hetia replied dissatisfiedly, but he probably wouldn't even listen.

“Then what next?”

Again, I ask calmly.

This time, no one will step out.

“... ... surrender.”

Whoever said that first? They lay down their weapons one by one without anyone protesting.

[Well, that's a wise decision.]

While Cressel muttered softly, Hetia still made a face that seemed to be incomprehensible. How

a former pro

sucks honey