Chapter 19 – Ruins Guard Request (7)
Goblins gathered between the bushes!
We hid in the trees and watched their movements. The other side didn’t notice us yet, but the direction we were moving was towards the cave we were going back to.
‘I should have expected it from the moment I saw the footprints.’
Those cubs must have been hiding somewhere to avoid the rain, leaving footprints. Then the rain stopped, so they came out and wandered around looking for a new den.
… Should I just make a pre-bread? You can even throw away the slaughter altogether.
‘No, hold on. The vector man in me.’
10 was a bit much. How many times have I already had the experience of being careless and almost getting into trouble?
Trusting only the defense power of Beast Return and fooling around could end up being fucked. Even if I was fine, Francesca could have been seriously injured by a blind goblin.
“… What should I do?”
Francesca said softly, hiding behind a tree with me. I also answered by lowering the volume as much as possible.
“Let’s wait until we go. I’d rather install a trap in the cave to act as an alarm and wait for the second one to come…”
My words, which sounded out my opinion, were cut off in the middle. It was because there was a change in the place where the goblins were.
─Sarak.
Sandals landed on the rain-soaked floor. It was light footwork, a complete contrast to the loud footsteps of the goblins roaming the mud.
A certain woman suddenly appeared from the sky.
What was surprising was the part where he got off from a place higher than my field of vision. She barely made a sound as she landed on the trees around her.
“… Write it down.”
The light blue curly haired woman spoke in a low voice.
Then he brushed his short hair left and right. The rain splashed around and part of her hair stuck to her mouth.
Characteristics of the deceased) As the kerma was tightened, the clothes exposed the side breasts, and the underwear was exposed because it was wet in the rain. It was a Narmer-Nile style sleeveless dress. It’s just like the clothes worn by dancers.
‘Narmer Inn?’
I was very nervous at the appearance of an unknown woman.
From that woman, a rotten water adventurer who was a fucking expert was oozing out. In this world, the simplicity of the outfit suggested the high defense power of the naked body.
That thin, sky-high outfit was right against the attacks of the dickheads, but mana was the expression of confidence.
His expression was flat, so I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. In her every move, the boredom of a deceased person who came out to break the daily quest was glimpsed.
“Kyaa!! (Food!!)”
“Kyaa!! (Food!!)”
However, there is no way that the Green Jammins have the ability to recognize the deceased. They picked up a stone tool and folded it at the deceased woman who came down silently from the height to search for the ground when it fell.
The result was nothing to say the least.
─Chuck!
Aaaaa!!!!
The woman’s weapon was a whip. A weapon as short as a riding whip, once she swung it stretched out like a woman’s stick and swept away the area. It seems like a fucking cash item.
Up to that point, it would have been enough to win the spirit by calling it a whipworm, but the power of that crazy whip was in the realm of destructive madness.
Kwakkwakkwakkoom!!
That was the sound of whipping.
The tip of the whip is said to exceed the speed of sound when it reaches its peak, but this is the speed of sound, it’s a plague, it’s just a jet plane. I only thought that the supersonic jet that the pilot had escaped after hitting Mayday was clumsy next to my head.
“… !!”
Francesca held her mouth and trembled. My legs were also trembling. They say running into a tiger makes your hamstrings tingle, but we were the perfect match.
Patter.
The goblins, who had experienced the cataclysm of the neungji at the fifth division, turned into meatballs and poured from the sky. Green Jammin, with only his arms and head left, got caught in a tree and swayed. It was as if he was telling me to search for you and come this way.
It was then.
“—Who?”
The dead woman looked directly in my direction.
Even though he was squatting behind a bush, his eyes met through a small gap in the bush. I wouldn’t be able to pinpoint that precise location even if someone pointed a laser at me and fired a BB.
‘This shit, it’s fucking scary!!’
Gave up running away. Am I splashing here? Those 4th job advancement skills were on the verge of flying after my back.
Swoop-.
It was when I was forced to stand up and surrender. I saw Francesca pull herself up as her tears flowed.
─Hessil.
Even though he was away from me, he forced a smile when our eyes met.
Francesca was going to step forward in my place. That woman was a psychopath who took pleasure in killing newbies. Even though she would have exploded stillborn after being hit by her whip!
Tup.
I grabbed Francesca by the shoulder. And she stood up before her. Francesca’s eyes widened.
“Sorry. I had no intention of stealing.”
Bubbly.
I walked out in front of the silent woman.
It wasn’t that I was sacrificing myself in Francesca’s place because I was a saint. That woman was fucking strong, she was a dead person, but there was still no proof that she was a dangerous person.
Whether she stands out or hides, if that woman is in a bad mood, she will become Nor / Le / De, so there is no fucking meaning in hiding behind someone else’s back. And I was better than Francesca in her ability to pop her snout.
“It is called the Nord of the Auduumra Guild. I’ve been on a request to guard the ruins discovered around here since yesterday, and now I came out to see if I could get firewood with her colleagues.”
After explaining the situation, I swallowed. Looking ahead, I saw something I hadn’t noticed before.
Shiny-.
The light blue haired woman had earrings in both her ears. Her left earring was plain, but the other earring was a silver plate.
It is not a silver class. Fucking with those specs, it could be a silver class. If silver sucks, why would Professor Brammaton, who is gold, pierce a hole in the stratosphere with a ascending dragon?
That plate was different from the usual silver.
That is a special metal imbued with mana.
It was a divine silver called ‘Mithril’.
“Nefertiti.”
Said the blue-haired woman.
“Nefertiti of the Sekhmet Guild.”
The woman gave her name and tied her whip around her waist. The weapon was retrieved when I tried to talk. I was relieved to see that he had no intention of attacking me.
But if you’ve seen all the fucking things, you’re on your way. Why are you looking at me quietly?
“Hey, do you have something to say?”
“Yes.”
“Ah, yes. You see. Ask me anything.”
I said, trying not to catch the traces of the zett whip. Nefertiti asked without even wiping the running water from her white skin.
“Ruins. What was it?”
“There was a stone monument with text from the primitive era.”
It was a question within the expected range. That was the only thing that a person of the Mithril class would grab onto Nord and ask.
Of course, I didn’t say anything useless. You shouldn’t even say that you’re going to come and see it after saying something useless. If I did, my colleagues would consider me a pup who brought Twostar to the dormitory.
It is said that silence is gold and eloquence is silver. If you were going to compare against Mithril, it made sense to put forward gold, which was more valuable than silver.
“Which civilization?”
“So far, well…”
I really didn’t know that. What was written on stone stelae and cave walls was primitive hieroglyphs. I didn’t even know its origins.
A more advanced archaeological researcher might know about it, but it was not in the scope of my study.
“Yes.”
Again, Nefertiti spoke in a short answer. He seemed like a deceased person who was bothered by chatting. Hyeon-ta came, but the old man who was a waste of giving up the game often used to talk like that.
People say that chatting is more fun than hunting, but Nefertiti doesn’t seem to be like that.
“… Yes. Okay.”
Nefertiti stared blankly at the sky and suddenly said, There is no change in the tone of voice, so newbies die from now on! It was a voice that would not surprise me even if I swung a whip.
“So goodbye.”
Poof!
Fortunately, she did not change her cunt when she was done listening to her ejaculation. The old woman disappeared in front of me, jumping with silent steps just like when she first appeared.
But even after Nefertiti left, I stood still for a while.
Pierce-.
When the surroundings became quiet, the insects started to cry again somewhere.
I belatedly lost strength in my legs, so I got down on my knees.
“Cheer hair… I thought I was dying…”
It was fucking scary.
It wasn’t just words, it was really frightening.
He was a person with a face to live on even with one tool in his appearance, and his armpit and side breasts were also amazing, but only the whip caught his attention. It felt like a one-on-one confrontation with a rhino with a gold bar stuck in its horn.
“Mr. Nord!”
Francesca ran out crying. There are beautiful women in the world who are not ugly even when they cry, but Francesca’s crying face was rather the type that shines more than usual.
“Are you okay?! Are you not hurt?!”
Hot and cold!
Francesca came running, her slim but short, in a sense, her miraculous legs moving wildly.
However, her legs, which were shorter than others, could not withstand the uncontrollable speed. Francesca tripped on a stone root embedded in the ground and rolled through the dirt.
“Quaaaaang!”
Rolling around—.
“Oh my. Are you okay, Francesca?”
I grabbed the fallen Francesca and lifted her up. She had fallen leaves stuck to her wet poncho, so I took them off too. Francesca wiped her tears with a sniffle.
“Why did you do that! Since I am the head of the party this time, it was my job to go out and explain!”
“No, it worked out well, so it’s okay. My first impression was that even though he was scared, he was quite communicative.”
It was a very brief conversation for a person from another world who makes a basilisk by attaching four limbs to each other every time they speak. It was even more impressive because it was right after I talked to that bastard from Paragon.
However, Francesca pointed out that was not the case.
“That person from earlier, Sekhmet Guild!”
Francesca’s voice was very low, perhaps because she was afraid that Nefertiti was hiding and listening.
“There is no guild registration fee, the requests received are full of monsters and bounties, and the gods they follow are the goddesses of slaughter! There are even rumors that it is a guild created by the Sekhmet Order of Narmer-Nile to spread believers all over the world!”
“Det?”
It was something like a different world freemason story behind the scenes.
Before coming to Sargadis, I also gathered information about the Sekhmet Guild.
Sekhmet Guild. Like the name of the guild, the god they follow is Sekhmet, the goddess of Narmer-Nile, and it is a guild that engages in the monster hunter industry around the world.
However, according to Francesca, it was mostly an assassination guild that targeted monsters and criminals.
It even has a connection with the Sekhmet Church, a political and religious group. Isn’t this a group of gangsters who roll when a complete pseudo-religion does something stupid?
– Horrible.
After realizing that fact, the back of her back was terrifying. She was horrified as she later found out that the drunken person she kicked out while working part-time job was a serial killer who came out of prison.
“… Okay. I will be careful in the future.”
I rubbed the back of my neck and said.
“For now, let’s go back to the ruins. Thanks to that person, after trembling for a while, I wanted to be a goblin or something by a bonfire.”
“Kheung. Fouret…”
Francesca, sniffling, answered. She did not object to the idea of making a campfire.
Goblin? Let it come Compared to the time when he confronted Nefertiti even when hundreds of goblins flocked to him, he was not afraid at all.
‘By the way, why did Nefertiti hunt goblins?’
That was a bit odd. Nefertiti was soaked from the beginning. She means that even before the rain stopped, she went hunting for goblins.
Could it be that Sekhmet Guild’s adventurer didn’t handle the goblin den properly, and Nefertiti is taking care of it?
I tried to guess the whole story, but it was futile. If she was truly a brutal criminal, her mindset would be different from the rest of us.
Nothing is a waste of time more than trying to understand the wicked.
People are too busy thinking about good things and living.
***
The first thing I did when I came back was to make a bonfire.
The firewood is stripped with a trimming knife, leaving only the dry wood inside to light it. And when the fire starts to grow, be careful not to put out the fire and add wet firewood.
─Roaring!
“Fuck! A bonfire is lit!”
After several hours of struggling, I succeeded in lighting a bonfire.
“And the second time also came.”
“My child.”
Later buncho arrived in the car to make a fire and boil water.
It seems that the shift time has been slightly delayed from today. It must have been adjusted according to the arrival time of the archaeologists.
Anyway, the bonfire I made at the end of the trash was tossed with no look by the second person. 1st poem in life.
“It’s Frederick, who was in charge of the second round of the Ruins Guard request.”
A dwarf who deserves a nickname appeared and announced the shift of duty. I cried while basking in a roaring bonfire, and the dwarf was fed up with the dog-eaten dolmen ruins.
“No, why are the ruins like this? Is this okay?”
“It’s okay. The ruins here were originally like this.”
“Her? What kind of joke is that Wasn’t it like this because it rained all night?”
“Please misunderstand. There is no fault of ours.”
Ah, these fucking Hao Chung bastards. I think I’m going to lose my mind because the two of us are walking haohao dinghao in pairs.
“Don’t worry. It is common for ruins to be damaged by rain and wind anyway.”
I was bullshit. It was something I shouldn’t have said as an archaeologist, but I just did it.
I’m still angry that I had to break up with the bonfire that I lit the most and had to break up with him after only one day.
“Write. Then I’ll just leave you alone.”
“Yes. That is all natural.”
It was fucking bullshit, but originally, adventurers do things differently every time they explore a ruin. Even if these bastards are sent to explore the fucking ruins, Go is their default passive.
They say that it is difficult to move a large stone monument, so they smash it and bring it back.
Restoring and researching shitty artifacts is apt to be taken care of by our research student slaves, so I don’t know how much I cursed adventurers when I was a fucking slave (graduate student).
But am I not doing that anymore?
So I live comfortably.
‘Cause it’s okay here
