Chapter 143: "Territory"

Chapter 143: "Territory"

According to the story, these days the elves don't attack as soon as we enter their territory, they come after us after they've whittled us down with a trap or something.

"It's a quiet thing."

I tried detecting them with magic, but there was no response.

The traps are also not found at the moment.

Well, that's okay.

It's not a good time to be optimistic, but let's not worry about it.

I have a plan for the future, just in case.

My first contact will be with the Dark Elves.

They seem to be sceptical about this stinking faith of theirs, so it's convenient for me to talk to them.

...However, the Dark Elves are less numerous than the Elves.

The settlements are also small and seem to be located in secluded places, so it is necessary to spend a little time looking for them.

There is no need to rush, so let's just go as we please.

Abdullah and the others are likely to complain, but you should concentrate on the work Fatima has assigned you.

Savage toddles along, yawning deeply.

I'm vigilant and enjoying the view.

I don't know how to make contact...

In templates, there's a beautiful elven woman who's been attacked by something or is in trouble, and she's conveniently fallen into the path, but I wonder if she's fallen into my path too.

Unfortunately, such a convenient turn of events did not happen, and Savage stopped instead.

"What's up?"

Savage doesn't answer, but growls.

I ask him on comms and he replies that he smells something strange.

I use detection magic too, but it doesn't catch anything in particular.

And the smell... I can't make it out.

When I ask where it is, it seems to be the trunk of a nearby tree, and it stares in that direction.

The first thing I suspected was a trap.

... and from what I've heard, it's definitely a trap.

I magically create a slightly larger stone and throw it.

Before the stone hits the tree trunk, part of the tree trunk glows.

Instantly, a tree-like object suddenly grows out of the ground and entangles the stone, then drags it into the ground.

Whoa.

Savage says there are countless traps of that kind in the future.

I see why it's so hard to attack them.

Well, goblins are numerous, regardless of their quality.

It's not a bad idea to try to cut them down with traps without having to deal with them every single time.

I don't intend to get caught up in it either, so let's go around.

I'm avoiding the traps, but they don't cease to be there.

After a while, something was caught in the detection.

The location is probably in a tree.

I can only get a rough location, but it seems to be watching me ...... or checking for traps?

Apparently it's a system that tells the other side if the trap is triggered.

It's not convenient for them to find me, so I run Savage lightly to gain some distance.

The presence didn't notice me or it went straight towards the trap that was activated.

...It seems to be all right.

I decided to bypass the trap for now, and instead of going north, I decided to go around to the west.

After a few hours, the trap ended and we changed direction.

We headed north. I hear that there are some bad guys over here, but I'll think about it when they come out.

According to the memory I sucked out, there should have been some elven settlements, but it is difficult to proceed because it is on the other side of the trap.

If I wanted, I would have liked to see what was going on from a distance, but I didn't want to force my way through, so I decided to ignore it.

Besides, there is the matter of the High Elves. Let's not do anything rash.

Either way, the first contact was going to be with the Dark Elves, which is fine, but it's a bit of a detour.

It's a hassle, but this can't be helped.

I decided to keep going.

After a few days of progress, the landscape changes.

Mushrooms, wildflowers and wild strawberry-like fruits can now be seen.

Incidentally, everything seems to be edible.

This area is outside the living area of the elves.

It dances towards me in a parabolic line.

I activate [Heavy Pressure]. I make it heavy and forcibly shift the position of the fall.

The gravity suddenly changes in mid-air and Goliveringay falls into an unexpected position, with a look of agitation on his face.

As soon as it is released, thrusts the Club Monster at the fall position.

Aimed at the neck, the tip is changed to nippers.

The shears are closed, which are opened with all their might.

The blade cuts through the goriberingay's neck from both sides, as if the neck was less protected than the rest of the body.

The blade stopped when it hit bone and went no further.

Hard.

Blood spurts out loudly, but the monster doesn't care, it grabs me and grabs my head with both arms.

It's going to crush me.

I don't care, I put all my strength into my arms.

My skull creaks in its grip, but it is faster than that for the shears to sever the bones in its neck.

I feel a thumping, a response of something hard breaking, and the head falls off and rolls to the ground.

My whole body is covered in spurts of blood.

I spat the blood in my mouth and looked at the other Goribelingei.

The rest of them all look at each other and the other one steps forward.

The rest of them collect the bodies and step back.

I frown.

Why?

Apparently, they don't show any signs of anger when their comrades are killed.

They seem to be obsessed with one-on-one combat.

I have no idea why they don't make use of the advantage of numbers. ...... Maybe they only fight in equal numbers with their opponents...?

Because it's not fair?

I can't say for sure, because the elves I've pulled out memories of, I had knowledge of them, but none of them actually came across it.

At least the elves' perception is that they are beasts that come at you in packs.

Do you fight with the numbers of your opponents?

While I'm thinking about it, a second one is pounding on its chest with its fist while howling.

Drumming, that's what it is. It's a gorilla no matter how you look at it.

I got a feel for it earlier.

If it's one-on-one, I may struggle, but I won't lose.

"......... phew."

I'm tired.

I sit down on the spot.

Bodies are scattered around me.

Naturally, it's those goriberingay guys from earlier.

I killed them all, but they kept the fight to the end.

The faith they put their lives on the line for is a great thing, but it's worth nothing if they die.

After the second one, I attacked them relentlessly from a blind spot with my left arm, Human Centipede, and destroyed them.

Apparently, these guys were weak against locks because they were so poorly built.

The memory was sucked out of the brain of the corpse, which was in a state where it was a little hesitant to look directly at it, but as I thought, they learned to resist fighting in greater numbers than their opponents.

They even seem to think it a shame to fight an opponent with less than the same number.

They are very conscious of their ape habit!

I respect them, but I don't sympathise with them.

That said, I'm honestly grateful for the situation.

That figure, that movement, that body that is hard to work magic on.

If they had come together, I might need to consider retreating... but I was saved by their habits, wasn't I?

After absorbing the corpses and recovering damage and strength, I straddle Savage and continue onwards.

Let's hurry a little, if we linger, the next one will come.

Savage has changed dramatically from before, and moves forward with a nimble, leaping motion.

In the meantime, I use magic and other means to keep my disguise and detection fully activated to watch out for my surroundings.

Occasionally, there are signs of Goliveringay, but thanks to Savage's serious movements and the inhibiting effects of magic, I am able to draw them away before they notice me.

We kept moving, hiding in such a way that we managed to get out of their territory in a few days.

If we continue to move eastwards, we will be able to enter the elves' territory, but that is not our destination.

Our goal is the Dark Elves.

We're almost to the settlement, aren't we?