Chapter 144: "Excuse me"

Chapter 144: "Excuse me"

The territory of the Goliveringay is a little different from that of the elves, as they are the only inhabitants of the territory.

There is an abundance of edible berries and wildflowers, which give a strong impression of being untouched.

These gorillas basically don't eat plants, so this kind of wild vegetation seems to have been left untouched.

What they are eating, then, is another monster that comes in from outside their territory and eats them as food.

Wild plants that they don't eat are valuable food for other monsters, so it is said that they come in to feed on them.

Incidentally, it is the same wildflowers that Savage is tucking into while taking a break.

...Well, it's hard to say, since he eats most things with relish.

After a few more days, we passed through Goliberingei territory.

From there, the landscape changes again.

Open spaces and road-like things have been created.

There are also traces of cuttings.

Did they cut down the trees to make the road?

...We're getting close.

These are not elf territory.

Nevertheless, the fact that they are being manhandled is evidence that the Dark Elves are close by.

The terrain was not flatter than I would have liked, but it was fine for walking.

Further on, the sound of running water can be heard.

A river seems to be close by.

When Savage was directed towards the sound, the river came into view.

It is a moderately large river and is quite deep.

After giving Savage a good drink of water, we continue up the river.

After a while, we saw a figure.

...I found them.

With brown skin, dressed in ethnic clothes?

It looks a bit different from the loose-fitting ...... kimono, but it's also a bit different from the clothes used by elves.

Definitely a dark elf.

That's a few people, all women. In addition, there are a few children in the mix.

I see what looks like laundry baskets around them, so it looks like they are in the middle of doing their laundry.

I approach without paying any attention.

On the way, some of them seem to have noticed me and are picking up bows and arrows and gently letting the children go.

Some of them are holding up sticks.

I'm not here to fight, so I just let them through.

I'm sure the language should have been elven, but I'm not sure if I can communicate with .......

If not, I have to kill them at random and pull out their memories, so it's a hassle. ......

"Stop!"

They point their bows and arrows and staffs at me.

I stopped Savage as instructed.

Yup. The language doesn't seem to be a problem. I can understand.

"Who are you? What are you doing here!"

The woman at the front, who looks like the leader, asks in a strong tone of voice, but I wish she would calm down a bit more.

I can see you're upset, you know?

"I'm sorry. We got lost on our journey. If you know of any places to stay and eat, I'd like to know?"

This makes the woman even more upset.

"You understand the language?"

Ah, she's surprised I can speak it.

"Yeah, I'm a bit dubious at times, but I can manage to understand what you're saying."

I get off Savage and put my hands up to show I'm not going to fight.

"I'm not going to do anything on my end, so if you could put that thing down, that would be great."

The lead dark elf whispered something to her cronies, and only those with bows and arrows lowered their weapons.

The ones with staffs didn't lower theirs, but kept them pointed at us.

I'll take that as a positive sign that they've compromised.

"Thank you. I am a human and an adventurer. As I said, I'm lost and looking for a place to stay and eat."

"...... What is that beast?"

Beast? Oh, you mean Savage.

"He's a monster I've been using. I use it as a travelling companion."

"Servant? Is he dangerous?"

"Oh, it's safe, with the proviso that nothing happens to me. He won't bite anyone. By the way, how much longer am I going to have to do this?"

"You have invaded our land for what purpose?"

"...... I've been telling everyone I meet that I'm looking for a place to stay and eat."

"It's not good to hide things from me!"

"No, it's true, but ......"

"I don't trust you! I'll have to inspect your luggage first! If you've got nothing to hide, there shouldn't be a problem!"

Listen.

"I don't mind if I show it to you, but you'll give it back to me, won't you?"

"Of course, we'll just inspect the package and if there's no problem, we'll return it."

I let out a small sigh and take down the bag on Savage and open it.

The contents include food, simple cooking utensils, clothing and money.

I had brought gold coins, which would not be usable as currency, but could be traded as simple gold.

The dark elf men violently turn the bag over and smash the contents.

Hey, hey. Don't be rough.

"Lontnan! You can't do that, no matter how much you want to..."

Inez, perhaps frustrated by the quandary, raises her voice.

Good, tell them.

"Shut up, Inez! This suspicious man needs no courtesy! ...Well, you don't seem to have anything suspicious on you. Next is your hand luggage! Let's see it."

Check the luggage scattered on the ground.

"Before we do that, can I have a couple of things?"

"What? Are you going to resist?"

The man called Lontnan is disgustingly provocative.

I ignore him and continue.

"If you've made a mess, could you clean it up? And that bag of gold coins the man there put in his pocket. Can I have that back, please?"

"...... what?"

Lontnan looks back at the man I pointed to.

The man, who looked young, smirked and came over and said, 'Don't make accusations.'

There are guys like this everywhere.

Is this that? Am I being underestimated?

"Savage."

As I say this, Savage wakes up and rises, snarling low and threatening.

Seeing this, the dark elves are slightly shaken.

Some of them unintentionally point their weapons at him.

I instruct via [communication] that if they try to set me up, he can eat all of them.

...Just to give them a warning.

"We were quiet because we entered your territory without permission, but if you even steal our money, we have no choice but to change our response."

Lontnan looks at me and the man alternately.

"Tort. Open the front of your clothes and show me your pocket."

"Ca, captain? You trust this guy over me?"

"Show me."

The tone is one of insubordination.

The man reluctantly unfastens his clothes and opens his front, and a bag of gold coins falls out.

"I thought you were going to return it if there was nothing wrong with it?"

As I say this, Lontnan's expression contorts and he punches the man, whom he calls Tort.

He follows up by mercilessly kicking the fallen Tort.

"Tort! You! You dare to humiliate me! What the hell do you think you're doing!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Lontnan, who continued kicking until he stopped moving, turned to me, lightly out of breath, and told the others to clean up, and the remaining cronies restored my luggage and returned my bag, and a few carried the motionless Tort away.

That's a surprising reaction.

I thought you'd just cover for your men and shrug it off, but I guess you're a reasonable guy.

Well, if he had protected them, I would have killed them all and then sucked out their memories and that would have been the end.

Lontnan gives me a small bow.

"The one below me was rude."

You're rude to me, too, you know?

"I don't care about that. I just want you to be convinced. I'll show you my baggage, and I'd appreciate it if you could make a decision as soon as possible?"

"...... understand. If everything is OK, I'll take you to our settlement."

"That would be great."

I think we'll get to the village without any problems.