Chapter 62 (1/2)

We arrived at the Serenaire Forest, where the Kerunea religion is standing.

As Vanalen says, the woods are covered with traps. All of them are cleverly hidden, and navigating through them is a bit difficult.

It is possible to ignore the trap and proceed, but in that case Rir and Prim may be sacrificed.

There is a possibility of being distracted by the Kerunea religion.

So speaking of the forest, it’s Kure’s turn.

“Kyururu ~”

Kure raises it’s voice.

It takes the initiative in trapping itself, but soon becomes a ghost and escapes the difficulties.

Furthermore, it seems that the spirits living in this forest will tell you where there are traps.

With the help of Kure and the spirits of this forest, we were able to proceed without getting caught in a trap.

“Kure is a big success. Thank you.”

“Kururu ~! “

Embraced by Pamela, Kure turned a little red.

I never thought about it, but I wonder if Kure is a man or a woman.

As I walked while thinking about that, I saw the building.

“It’s a village”

Hiding in the bush once and watching the situation.

It was a primitive elf settlement.

The fields are wide and waterways are laid around a large tree that sets it apart from other trees. The entrance of the house, which is hollowed out of wood, is narrow and prevents large monsters from entering. Four to five parents and children sleep there in the shape of a river.

An Elf different from the ones living in the city was there.

“I miss it”

“Kyuru? “

what? what? Kure turns up like that.

Pamela spoke to me. She responded to the contract spirit with a bitter smile.

“The village we used to live in was like that. Now that we live in the city, it’s hard to imagine.”

Yes. The village in front of me was just like the village we lived in.

Of course, the location is different, so it’s completely different, but I accidentally remembered. Now dead, my hometown …

Oh, shake the hoe, sow the seeds, go hunting and get the blessings of the forest. We were in a world where such everyday life was commonplace.

Until 10 years ago …

“Zelet …!”

When I noticed, Pamela was hitting my shoulder.

Apparently she was a little nostalgic.

“Are you okay? Your face is …”

“Oh, it’s okay.”

“Yes. That’s fine …. So what should we do?”

Pamela turned to the village.

“There are four armed people.”

Rather than protecting the village, the atmosphere is that the people in the village are watching to see if they can escape.

There will be a night shift, so maybe a few more people are inside the building …

“It’s time for Kure again.”

“Kyururu! “

Kure made a brave voice.

A tree branch grows behind the man who was guarding the village.

It was almost silent and wrapped around the man’s neck, and he caught it all at once.

Dropping his sword into a nearby bush, the man struggles and screams, but faints.

The other three also lost consciousness.