[Claude POV]
It took me a while to realize that the forest outside of the dungeon is actually safe.
It's different from the inside of the dungeon. Although there's a poisoned living being, it’s simply the one that I had already learned from the book. Continuing on, I recognize my location based on the flora and fauna of the forest.
This place should be the Great Forest on the Millis Continent.
Well, as I don’t really know the current date, I don't know whether I’ll meet with Rudeus and the others. Still, I will steadily explore the area in my surroundings first before starting to head towards the exit of the forest.
This forest is humongous.
Based on the map, it covered half of the continent. There should be several demi-human tribes living in this forest, and the only thing I know is the dog-folk and cat-folk, which were called al-del something...
I don’t remember any miscellaneous knowledge like that, and I still try to cook with the ingredients I scavenge in my surroundings.
The condiments I stored are already spent. Fortunately, the surrounding area is filled with condiment ingredients. It’s not that hard to make pepper and other things, but salt. Creating salt is the problem since I don’t see anything that can be processed into salt in this forest.
Though plants and animals have some amount of salt, they can’t amend the lack of salt right now.
Sigh, let’s start searching for a nearby settlement or something.
Hopefully, it’s not another goblin’s nest...
*Rustle*
*Rustle*
When I hear a rustling noise, I go to investigate.
I can hear children’s voices, which means There should be a settlement nearby. I guess I’ll have the children guide me there.
Appearing from the bushes, I could see the confused children looking at me as I waved my hand towards them.
"Hey there..."
Hearing them speak in the Beast God language, I'm left wondering why I never studied language before.
I tried to act as docile as I could, but the children’s faces paled as they saw me.
I don’t know why, but I guess it’s those slavers' fault again. I never had any good memories of them, those bastards...
"Hiii!"
The children screamed as they scampering around, and soon.
Skrrrt.
I can feel an arrow pointed at me. Using the danger sense honed from the time I was in the dungeon, I know someone is targeting me using a bow.
I guess I don’t need any guides anymore...
**
[N POV]
The warrior of the elven tribe aimed at Claude from a distance after looking at the frightened children.
In his eyes, the stranger is more dangerous than a monster. The rampaging mana and bloodlust surrounding him show that the person isn’t a docile human kid.
That one might look young, but it must just be a mimic.
That is what the warrior thought.
"Aim at the head; it’s dangerous to let him get closer to the village."
"Understood"
In a matter of minutes, there are 12 archers aimed at Claude’s head and his surroundings. The leader asked Claude, using Beast's god language,
"Are you a slave trader?"
"*##!%"
What Claude said sounded like gibberish to the leader, as he doesn’t understand the human language either. Although people tend to learn about them, it’s unnecessary for those that live in their own territory.
In this case, this Elven settlement is actually one of the closed villages to outsiders. They refuse outsiders, and only deal with the surrounding elven village.
"I've come in peace!" Claude said, trying to sound as polite as possible. However, the leaking bloodlust he unconsciously let out isn’t something the elves can bear with.
Feeling threatened, they shoot him in the head, and Claude dodges the shot easily. Even their volley of arrows cannot harm him, instilling even more fear in him.
Since Claude is already accustomed to dealing with group fights, his time in the dungeon isn’t something that will dull him.
Knowing that the conversation can’t continue anymore, Claude leered at the people that surrounded him and started counting the best route he could choose to deal with them without injuring anyone while avoiding the barrage of arrows.
Thus, he picks the option to deal with them using his North god style. removing a dagger from his weapon box and hurling it at his attacker, causing a deep and heavy injury with minimal resistance.
His assailants are either falling to the ground or groaning from atop a tree branch. Claude nonchalantly kicked the one on the ground while asking for their purpose.
As he couldn’t see any way to make contact, he just shrugged and stayed away from the place...
"Sigh, this is a pickle..."
Claude said as he moved away from the elf’s settlement, since he knew he wasn’t welcome in this part of the forest.
Claude's existence is an undeniable threat to the elves. However, since none of them can do anything to Claude, they leave him be.
They know that Claude doesn’t mean any harm, but they are just being wary of this alien.
They had the slavers to deal with, and the great flood would soon come. Which means this nuisance will sooner or later leave their forest. Since that’s the case, they just leave him be.
However, the children took a liking to this alien.
They occasionally visit him and talk to him. Even though none of them could understand each other, they felt close to the alien.
Claude just smiled wryly at the kid and the adult that was safeguarding them from behind, as he continued to temper himself and try his best to survive. Claude hunted the beast and cooked it. Though the salt within the wild beast might be miniscule, it’s better than nothing.
The elves seem to not eat any meat, so he cooks some vegetables for them. Well, they only tried it once because it looked appetizing, but they refused it on another occasion.
As he passed on such a warm day without the threat of death.
The forest soon filled with shouts and cries. He couldn’t understand what they meant. However, he knew something had happened.
Knowing his own limit, Claude tried to not care about what happened. But, a guard for the children appeared before him and had his expression filled with panic.
That face alone shows what happened, as if he remembered something. Claude suddenly let out his sea of bloodlust. Like a bursting dam, his face contorted and he picked up his weapon box. Slowly moving away from his humble abode with the grating sound of the weapon box…
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[Edited 24/10/2022]
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[Claude POV]
It took me a while to realize that the forest outside of the dungeon is actually safe.
It's different from the inside of the dungeon. Although there's a poisoned living being, it’s simply the one that I had already learned from the book. Continuing on, I recognize my location based on the flora and fauna of the forest.
This place should be the Great Forest on the Millis Continent.
Well, as I don’t really know the current date, I don't know whether I’ll meet with Rudeus and the others. Still, I will steadily explore the area in my surroundings first before starting to head towards the exit of the forest.
This forest is humongous.
Based on the map, it covered half of the continent. There should be several demi-human tribes living in this forest, and the only thing I know is the dog-folk and cat-folk, which were called al-del something...
I don’t remember any miscellaneous knowledge like that, and I still try to cook with the ingredients I scavenge in my surroundings.
The condiments I stored are already spent. Fortunately, the surrounding area is filled with condiment ingredients. It’s not that hard to make pepper and other things, but salt. Creating salt is the problem since I don’t see anything that can be processed into salt in this forest.
Though plants and animals have some amount of salt, they can’t amend the lack of salt right now.
Sigh, let’s start searching for a nearby settlement or something.
Hopefully, it’s not another goblin’s nest...
*Rustle*
*Rustle*
When I hear a rustling noise, I go to investigate.
I can hear children’s voices, which means There should be a settlement nearby. I guess I’ll have the children guide me there.
Appearing from the bushes, I could see the confused children looking at me as I waved my hand towards them.
"Hey there..."
Hearing them speak in the Beast God language, I'm left wondering why I never studied language before.
I tried to act as docile as I could, but the children’s faces paled as they saw me.
I don’t know why, but I guess it’s those slavers' fault again. I never had any good memories of them, those bastards...
"Hiii!"
The children screamed as they scampering around, and soon.
Skrrrt.
I can feel an arrow pointed at me. Using the danger sense honed from the time I was in the dungeon, I know someone is targeting me using a bow.
I guess I don’t need any guides anymore...
**
[N POV]
The warrior of the elven tribe aimed at Claude from a distance after looking at the frightened children.
In his eyes, the stranger is more dangerous than a monster. The rampaging mana and bloodlust surrounding him show that the person isn’t a docile human kid.
That one might look young, but it must just be a mimic.
That is what the warrior thought.
"Aim at the head; it’s dangerous to let him get closer to the village."
"Understood"
In a matter of minutes, there are 12 archers aimed at Claude’s head and his surroundings. The leader asked Claude, using Beast's god language,
"Are you a slave trader?"
"*##!%"
What Claude said sounded like gibberish to the leader, as he doesn’t understand the human language either. Although people tend to learn about them, it’s unnecessary for those that live in their own territory.
In this case, this Elven settlement is actually one of the closed villages to outsiders. They refuse outsiders, and only deal with the surrounding elven village.
"I've come in peace!" Claude said, trying to sound as polite as possible. However, the leaking bloodlust he unconsciously let out isn’t something the elves can bear with.
Feeling threatened, they shoot him in the head, and Claude dodges the shot easily. Even their volley of arrows cannot harm him, instilling even more fear in him.
Since Claude is already accustomed to dealing with group fights, his time in the dungeon isn’t something that will dull him.
Knowing that the conversation can’t continue anymore, Claude leered at the people that surrounded him and started counting the best route he could choose to deal with them without injuring anyone while avoiding the barrage of arrows.
Thus, he picks the option to deal with them using his North god style. removing a dagger from his weapon box and hurling it at his attacker, causing a deep and heavy injury with minimal resistance.
His assailants are either falling to the ground or groaning from atop a tree branch. Claude nonchalantly kicked the one on the ground while asking for their purpose.
As he couldn’t see any way to make contact, he just shrugged and stayed away from the place...
"Sigh, this is a pickle..."
Claude said as he moved away from the elf’s settlement, since he knew he wasn’t welcome in this part of the forest.
Claude's existence is an undeniable threat to the elves. However, since none of them can do anything to Claude, they leave him be.
They know that Claude doesn’t mean any harm, but they are just being wary of this alien.
They had the slavers to deal with, and the great flood would soon come. Which means this nuisance will sooner or later leave their forest. Since that’s the case, they just leave him be.
However, the children took a liking to this alien.
They occasionally visit him and talk to him. Even though none of them could understand each other, they felt close to the alien.
Claude just smiled wryly at the kid and the adult that was safeguarding them from behind, as he continued to temper himself and try his best to survive. Claude hunted the beast and cooked it. Though the salt within the wild beast might be miniscule, it’s better than nothing.
The elves seem to not eat any meat, so he cooks some vegetables for them. Well, they only tried it once because it looked appetizing, but they refused it on another occasion.
As he passed on such a warm day without the threat of death.
The forest soon filled with shouts and cries. He couldn’t understand what they meant. However, he knew something had happened.
Knowing his own limit, Claude tried to not care about what happened. But, a guard for the children appeared before him and had his expression filled with panic.
That face alone shows what happened, as if he remembered something. Claude suddenly let out his sea of bloodlust. Like a bursting dam, his face contorted and he picked up his weapon box. Slowly moving away from his humble abode with the grating sound of the weapon box…
______________________________________________
[Edited 24/10/2022]
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