Weed Reincarnation ~ Carefully Raised in the Elf Village ~
A large number of people suddenly appeared.
When I got close to the edge of the crater, I was finally able to grasp it with "magical power sensing".
The magnitude of the magical power I felt in that way made me feel like despair.
The number of magical powers I felt exceeded about 100.
Some of them had a certain amount of magical power. But they don't matter. Again, I have to be prepared for catastrophic damage, but if I help the goblins, I'll definitely win.
But.
I'm the only one.
Only one magical power is extraordinary--,
"huge……"
The Flame Demon who once fought-more magical power.
For me now, even if I use up 300 goblins, I can't win.
"Goblin settlement ...? It's quite a scale."
Appearing from the woods to the bottom of the sun, he muttered with a slightly annoying look on his face.
Seeing that figure, I ...
"Hmm?
Involuntarily, I released my alert.
"Ah, it's a hassle, but should I get rid of it? I thought that the place of the village was here. Did you get lost, this is ...?"
"I think the place must be right here. The trees in the surrounding forest are a little high around here. It's a proof that the Goblins were there. It's a different way of being scooped out. Is it the work of goblins? "
"Is it possible to do something goblin?"
"Then what?"
"I have to know"
Many humans have appeared.
However, even though it was human, it was not a human race.
Most of them have sharp ears and a fluffy tail from behind the waist. It was a race that I saw every day until recently, so I knew it immediately.
--A werewolf.
Among them, the werewolf man had an extraordinarily huge magical power.
He has black hair, ears and a tail, and looks like he is in his thirties.
He is tall and is covered with supple muscles that are different from hypertrophied muscles.
He has a stubble and looks down on me with a lazy expression, but he is a warrior with a peculiar personality that never despises the viewer with a man with a fearless look.
The armour is simply leather armour and a thick robe, but only the longsword on the waist stands out. It's a sword that I'm curious about for some reason, even though it's not so luxuriously decorated.
"Well, that's all for talking anyway. It seems like I'm motivated over there, so let's get it done quickly."
"Hmm, that's right. I don't think the goblins know the whereabouts of the High Elves, and it's unforgivable to occupy this sacred land.
Is it a woman by voice who is saying something noisy next to the black-haired werewolves?
She has a beautiful voice that goes well, so she can be identified as a female, but she is deeply covered with a thick robe hood, and her face cannot be seen well.
However, even a slight peek reveals that she is a beautiful woman. Also, the skin colour was brown, unlike other werewolves.
Maybe it's not a werewolf.
Although inferior to the black-haired werewolves on the side, it is the second most magical being in the group.
"Giguu! Ningen, Domome ... !!"
The goblins are angry at the humans who talk to each other as if they were able to annihilate them.
The fighting spirit swelled between the two opposing groups, and they were about to pop off--a moment before.
"Oops, I've been waiting for you! !!
I telepathically reached out to everyone on the spot.
"--Kamiyo, Ittai ...!?"
"Hmm !? Who is it !?"
"That big tree, no way ... a spirit !?"
While everyone was crushed and hardened, I used the "spiritual incarnation" skill to reveal the spirit body.
While floating in a sphere wearing a fluffy and wide-brimmed cap, everyone's eyes are gathered.
"You guys are werewolves, right? Then we are not enemies. Let's talk calmly first. "
A black-haired man and a hooded woman looked at each other as a group of werewolves began to buzz in my words.
"A tree with spirits ... Do you think it's a connection with the princess?"
"The rank is a ghost tree, the race is an elemental torrent ...? There is a possibility of a high elf-like genus. I don't know why you are with a goblin."
"Well, anyway. If you know the situation, let's ask. Then you can judge whether it is an enemy or not."
Perhaps the opinions were gathered, the black-haired man turned around.
"OK! Let's hear the story!"
"King! That will help! Tanaka, you guys also drop your weapons. They are not enemies "
"Kamiga, Saw Osshall Nonaraba ..."
Tanaka and the goblins also lowered their weapons with a reluctant feeling.
Then, only the werewolves and the female in Robe, who are still vigilant, come down to the village of the goblins who are still vigilant.
Apparently, others have to wait outside the crater.
Well, it's a reasonable decision because you're going into a group of potential enemies.
To those who walked to the centre of the crater, that is, to my roots, I smiled while floating at the same height.
"Well done, welcome. My name is Yug. nice to meet you"
"Well, I'm Garland-Mon. This woman is--"
"My name is Grevillea, Spirit"
With that said, the woman who called herself Grevillea took off her hood.
What emerged from underneath was long, lustrous silver hair and long ears, which gave the impression of being awkward, but the beauty was so eye-catching.
It's definitely an elf, with the difference of brown skin.
No, I mean.
"Garland?
"Oh? Do you know me?"
Garland, a werewolf hero who escaped and escorted Sephi and his friends to this land a few years ago when Alveheim was destroyed by the religion.
I've heard a lot of stories, but it's the first time I've met.
I explained from the beginning.
Encounter with Sephi. The life of the village after that. The werewolves who have escaped. A battle between the mercenaries who followed it and the existence that was probably a knight of the religion.
I decided to abandon the village.
Everyone moved to the dwarven village.
and.
The thing about "I" here.
I'm Yug here now, but I'm not Yug who should still be acting with Sephi and others.
I am now the one who possesses the spirit that has exactly the same memory and ego as the original me, which was created by the skill of "Bunrei Generation", to this tree that is a substitute.
And when it comes to how this tree was made, it wasn't actually "seed generation" that produced seeds and raised them.
I dropped a branch of my body and cut it into the bottom of the crater.
Growing from seeds does not allow them to inherit the unique skills of pre-evolved races.
I tried to find out if I could do it, and if I could increase myself with cuttings.
Not to mention the results, they are successful.
I used plant magic to accelerate the growth in order to take root in a short time, and consumed many rhizomes that I had accumulated in the main body to supplement the lack of nutrition.
Then, the young tree that had taken root was possessed by the spirit.
Well, it didn't have exactly the same status as the main unit.
Due to the small influence of Yorishiro, the values of [Vitality] and [Magic Power] were considerably reduced, and although the race was "Elemental Forest", the rank was "Reiju".
As a result, although he was able to use "Kaikai" and the like, he lost the two skills of "Soulless Berserker Nokan" and "Soulless Berserker Nokan".
Perhaps they couldn't inherit because they didn't have enough ranks.
Only the "wise man" was able to take over the [title], and of course, the [divinity value] was zero.
Even so, [attribute] has inherited all of "earth," "water," and "light," so there is no doubt that it is superior in terms of ability to grow from seeds.
If the religion attacks, it is possible to convey information about the enemy in order to intercept it, and in the event of an emergency, by destroying Yorishiro and integrating me as a spirit into the main body.
That's why I was here-I told Garland and Grevillea.
The story is over,
"No, I understand that ... what are these goblins?"
Garland asked, a little disappointed.
"Ah, that's it. Well, I missed something. "
It seems that the word alone is not enough to convince you.
I will briefly explain what happened in the last two months.
Originally, the higher monsters did not approach this area due to the barrier of Sefie. Therefore, weak monsters such as goblins lived there.
Due to the disappearance of Sefie, it should have been destroyed as bait, but it survived for various reasons.
By gathering goblins here, the monsters of the forest came closer and my level up progressed.
Therefore, in fact, they have a symbiotic relationship.
"Walleraha, Camino Goishini, Shitagaudakedes"
Garland and his friends were finally convinced that the goblins weren't enemies, partly because Tanaka testified.
By the way, Grevillea told me that I didn't think of myself as an enemy from the beginning.
Apparently, for elves, plant spirits are worthy of trust to some extent.
"So what did the Garlands come to?
This time, on the contrary, I will ask about their circumstances.
More than half of the werewolves outside the crater seem to be non-combatants. After all, I'm not armed and my clothes are tattered.
I think it's probably the survivor of the village that was attacked by the religion ...
It seems that my guess was a hit.
"Oh, I brought all the people who got lost in the forest and those who were hiding because they couldn't escape. I was wondering if they would be accepted at the Elven Village."
It was on the plan.
However, did the werewolves still remain?
It is said that Garland arrived more than two months after the arrival of the Gala clan because he found and hid people who could not escape.
"Hmm ... that's amazing you"
I was impressed.
Not only did you help from the hands of the religion, but it would be difficult to take good care of it until the end.
This guy is really awesome.
"Hmm! ... Well, it's not such a big deal."
"Huh, what are you shy about?"
"I'm so shy, don't be shy."
Grevillea tells him to make fun of him, and Garland turns away.
The face was slightly dyed red. I'm shy I'm shy.
"But I'm sorry to have you come, but as I explained earlier. The Sephis should be in the Dwarven Village by this time, right?
"Well, it's certainly not good to be here all the time. It doesn't matter. I'm going to join the princesses as it is."
"Hmm. I don't think the dwarves will accept the elves, but I have no choice but to go. There are some things I have to tell the high elf."
"Hmm? Was it also an errand?
When she questioned Grevillea's words, she nodded and explained.
"Oh, actually--"
That was a long story.
But it was also an important story.
It will surely be a turning point that will bring light to the future of the Sephis and the conflict with the religion.
It was definitely a man named Garland who brought it.
Not only did he help his family, but he would have been worried about the future of the Sephis.
"Well ... Garland, thank you."
"It's not a story to be thanked, not yet."
Garland says, shyly, but his work was already great at this point.
I'd like to reward that work, but ... I can't do much for myself now.
Still, if you look around for something, you'll see the werewolves looking down at the edge of the crater, looking down on the grass.
Dozens of them seem to be members of the mercenary corps led by Garland, but most of them are non-combatants who have escaped from the war damage, and even though they are werewolves, the journey up to this point would have been a burden.
"Yeah! Well, take a rest here for today! You welcome everything?
"That helps us, but is it okay?"
Garland turns his gaze to Tanaka.
"Kamigaomaetachiwo, Tekidehanite Iunaraba, Sounano Daro. Mondai Hanai"
Tanaka also agreed.
Then, Garland and others will be welcomed.
I generously gave them fruits with healing magic.
Garland and his colleagues were surprised at the fruits that could easily heal the fatigue and minor injuries of the trip.
No, I was even more surprised by the existence of a non-hostile goblin.
Well, the time has passed though there are various things.
The next day, they set out on a journey.
I didn't mind having him rest for days, but I didn't keep it because I wanted to join the Sephis sooner.
"--I was taken care of, Yug. I was saved a lot."
"Is there a guy who calls the spirits by name?"
I think I was able to get along with Garland.
Unlike elves and other werewolves, Garland usually called me by name.
Grevillea gives up on that, but I don't hate being called by another name.
It seems that elves and werewolves have a custom of not calling such higher-ranking beings by names, such as spirits and gods.
"You can call me by name, right?
"See, Yug also says this."
"It's not such a problem"
That said, Grevillea doesn't seem to strongly deny it either. Or rather, it seems like I'm giving up.
"Well, if you meet Sefie or me over there, thank you."
"Oh, Yug is fine too."
"How are you, spirits"
Then the Garlands went on a journey.
When they and Sefie meet, their destiny will surely go in the right direction.
That's why my heart was a little relieved of the pressure and it was light for the first time in a long time.
TL Note-: Thank you for reading. We will accept your impressions and typographical errors at any time.
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