Chapter 7 (1/2)
Noob Little Loli
The intense sunlight s.h.i.+nes from above, currently its noon, the high temperature on the archipelago is enough to cause humans to wilt like plants without water.
(Tl: It’s an idiom)
In this kind of lazy weather, one will not even want to budge a single finger, who would be willing to fight?
No matter how bad the condition of war is, fights between major powers in the tribe almost never happened in the afternoon. This is because at that time, whether if it’s a proud giant leader or a wandering old giant, everyone is lazily taking an afternoon nap.
Laziness is also a characteristic of giants.
Reynold and party are currently lying on the edge of a highland, below them is a sunken valley filled with thick forest, while the giant tribe is constructed in the middle of the forest in the valley.
Even though it is only a small tribe, to rush in recklessly head on into a group of giants, after all is not an easy task.
To get rid of a gang, you must catch their boss, this logic is extremely suitable for those of giant race with mild brain dead, Reynold and party’s goal is precisely the largest tent among those mushroom-shaped tents.
Two giants are guarding the entrance, they look drowsy.
“Big baldy, you are in charge for throwing me out, leave it to me to cut their throats.” Reynold provides a battle plan.
“………”
A moment of silence, there are only sounds made by summer bugs in the brush.
Reynold turn around and take a look at Beowulf’s face which is full of innocence, ignorance, and indifference, he seems to be thinking hard about the two words [Big Baldy], however he is unable to obtain an answer.
Reynold has a bitter face, he almost forgotten that the great protagonist is lacking in IQ.
“Cough cough, respectful brave warrior–Beowulf, please hurl me out, leave it to me to cut their throats.”
Beowulf’s bald head s.h.i.+ne gloriously under the sunlight, he gives a thumb up, “Oh! Don’t worry! Leave it to the respectful brave warrior–Beowulf!”
“………..” Reynold remains silent.
This is really still kind of worrying…….
Little Chihiro is clever and mischievous, she can tell Reynold’s hesitation and unease, she smiled and put her small hand on Reynold’s shoulder, provoking him, “Ah, are you even a man.”
“What you said really made sense! Anyway, the one who is getting thrown out is not you!”
“That’s right! Anyway, the one who is getting thrown out is not me!” Little Chihiro jumps up, raising her head, pus.h.i.+ng her chest out, with both hands on her waist, with a face full of pride.
Reynold is left speechless, he have never seen such a self-righteous person!
Reynold stretch his hand out, “Hey hey, stop making a fuss, now is the right time to change into demonic blade form right?”
Little Chihiro put her hands on her waist, pout her mouth in a tsundere way, turning her face to one side, “Hmph. I don’t want to! These giants are so disgusting, I don’t want to be stained with their blood!”
“Hey hey………even posture and the script are the same as last time!”
(Tl: same as the last time she rejected Reynold, see ch1)
As the owner of this proud and pampered weapon, Reynold is bitter as he lacks means…….
She doesn’t listen to words…….
He is not even a match for her in a fight……..
“Respectful brave warrior–the great Beowulf! Can you please hurry and throw him out!”
Little Chihiro spoke in a respectful tone, especially at the [respectful brave warrior] part, Beowulf felt very well from hearing them.
Reynold didn’t even have time to react, all he saw was a blinding flash on Beowulf’s large bald head.
Beowulf’s eyes are full of unswerving determination as though he is going to complete an important mission, carrying Reynold up with a “swoosh” sound………