No matter what anyone says, Elisa loves her bow.
Elves are a people of the forest, living in harmony with nature. They chose the bow as a weapon to protect themselves. There is no other weapon that can hide in the many trees and launch surprise attacks.
'Come to think of it, it's been quite a while since I practiced shooting.'
As she continued to practice, her skills improved noticeably, but she stopped practicing target practice.
Since you saw the splendid magic disintegrate the enemy hordes? Or since Sloan slit the throat of the Demon King who had stepped forward with great interest?
Is it because I saw a miracle where even if my arm was cut off, I could quickly heal? Even I couldn't find the cause.
'no.'
The story that led her to choose the scout is a bit more fundamental.
On that fateful day, early in the morning, Elisa discovered a suspicious trace.
Dozens of footprints were clearly visible on the dirt floor. Anyone could tell that it was a sign of troops moving, but at the time, Elisa simply thought it was the movement of a herd of animals.
As a result, Elisa's hometown was burned. It was also the moment when she learned to use her senses and tracking skills with great determination.
'…it's annoying.'
I tried hard to shoot arrows at the advancing demon king's army, but even with arrows made of stone or wood, they couldn't even penetrate the skin.
When even the elf's long-term powers failed, tragedy began. The village burned down… The skin of the neighbors who had greeted me until yesterday was torn to pieces.
The war had always seemed distant, but now it had become ingrained in her life. She could still remember the horrors of that time when she closed her eyes.
That's why I hated the bow. As I became an adult, I hated the bow I received from my mother.
'What on earth do you know about me? You're weak and have only suspicious abilities…'
In the realm of instinct, Elisa hated the valley. It was understandable, since elves' sensory organs were able to probe essence differently from other races.
The essence of the valley was more turbid than anything in this world. Like a monster… That's why it's so repulsive.
Although the body type and face are a bit within my taste.
'Let's practice again.'
Elisa has only one choice left. She will discard the useless skills that only cause her to feel inferior. She will become faster and stronger. She will hone her skills to the point where no one can stop her.
I like it.
It's true that she's worried about the fact that she's training the elements that the man who annoyed her from the first time they met praised. But she's decided to gladly accept it.
'I'm going to get stronger… and make that son of a bitch kneel before me and apologize.'
Suddenly Elisha imagined him bowing down before her.
The little man is trembling and looking around.
Elisa looks down at it and laughs. She stomps on its face. She trembles and her toes…!
"Ahem."
She admitted a lot today, but she didn't admit one thing.
Every time he thought of Valley, he had a fantasy of him kneeling naked before him and performing sexual services.
The Demon King's curse has already begun.
***
After morning came, I had to accept Camilla's hands that invaded every nook and cranny.
'Why isn't anyone stopping me!'
Starting from the nape of my neck, my back, and my buttocks, I feel touched. Camilla's hands are strangely cold, so I'm startled when she touches me suddenly.
"You're really soft. You're not really a guy, are you?"
"I'm a guy."
"But why is it so soft?"
"No, even if you say that…."
"Oh! Stay still. Write! I'm concentrating."
Then, when a hand touched her thigh, Camilla frowned.
"This is annoying…. Can't you just take it off and walk around?"
"Then what do I wear when I fight?"
"Why are you walking around wrapped up like that? Show your legs."
"Ugh…."
It was only after leaving the village that she was able to escape the ongoing sexual harassment and assault.
Thanks to the excuse of going ahead and checking, I left the area to scout out.
But perhaps she was impressed by what I said yesterday. Elisa no longer took the lead. Instead, she checked her bow from behind and glared at me.
'You still have those eyes.'
I don't know what she's thinking. Elisa just looks at me. Staring… The back of my head is going to get pierced at this rate.
Anyway, after passing through the forest leading to the village, this time a mountain appeared.
"Ugh."
By the way, I feel something strange. My sensitive senses are warning me of something… That road is dangerous.
'Aha, I see. The only difference is the color of the soil over there. You must have dug a trap in the ground.'
As we discovered that there was a trap ahead, other information began to appear.
The grass sways slightly as if something is there. Also, something like a caterpillar is trying to crawl out.
Clear evidence of an ambush. Was it the army of their own kind? No. If so, they would have detected it already. That thing… must be a person.
"Your head is so dirty."
I turned around and looked at my party. At my signal, they simultaneously entered a battle ready stance.
"If you disguise it like that, even a child passing by will know."
"What… How on earth do you not know?"
"…Wouldn't it be strange if you didn't know that so many people were hidden in a field of grass?"
More honest than I thought? Several bandits wearing old armor rushed out. There were about 12 of them. They were definitely deserters. They were well-armed for bandits.
"Wait, I think there's a misunderstanding. We're not your typical bandits. We know business, after all."
The bandit muttered like a merchant.
"Uh… What kind of stuff do you handle?"
"Peace and love."
"?"
A woman who appeared to be the leader of the bandits spoke, brandishing a sharp axe.
"You have to buy us love and peace. Isn't that great? Love and peace. There is nothing in the world worth more than that."
"How much is it?"
"How much do you have?"
"Uh…. about 20 gold coins? There are some silver coins too."
"Since you're my first customer, I'll give you a 50% discount, so you get 10. Isn't that a fair deal? You won't see prices like this anywhere else."
At this point, he has a conscience. He doesn't stab you in the face for no reason and take your money.
"That's definitely a reasonable price."
"Right? In other places, they kill people for money. That's unprofessional. If you empty the pockets of travelers, we'll all end up ruined."
I let out a sigh, took out my dagger, and threw it forward. Bam! It sank firmly into the forehead of the bandit in front of me.
"Kreureureuk—"
As the corpses were created in an instant, the bandits' faces turned pale. They felt the difference in strength.
"Wait a minute. Uh… Is there anything we can buy?"
"Well, ah! There is one."
"Huh? Is this my life…? I don't have much. Just give me a little discount!"
The bandit leader shuddered. Sloan responded with an innocent childish smile.
"No! That's not it. You don't have to pay."
"Then… ?"
Sloan stepped forward with a smile. He swung his sword mercilessly. There was no need to show any mercy.
There are many villages that have suffered damage due to deserters who have become bandits. As a warrior, I have a reason to beat them up.
"Free Pass to God is now on sale!"
It's only now that I realize it, but there's something strange about Sloan. If he's a warrior, you'd think he'd be full of mercy. But if he turns out to be an enemy… he just kills them.
'Is that what will happen to me if my identity is discovered?'
My body trembles slightly. Not even a single mistake can be tolerated.
But it has to be this difficult for my infiltration to be worth it, right?
…maybe.
"Eww! Isn't this too, too cruel? This is… ."
"You want to bury the body?"
"No, that's not it. I can't touch a dead body."
"Then let's just leave it. The wild animals will eat it. Oh, that's a bit much. We shouldn't let the animals taste human flesh. Let's just burn it."
Well, I think it would be better to just go. I don't have time for that.
"Look over there. There's a group coming this way. There are about five of them."
"Huh? Another bandit. I've killed a lot of people today. Hmm. I don't like the aftertaste."
Sloan drew his holy sword. Blood still dripped from the blade. He was a murderer, to be sure.
"Okay. You guys have to buy something from me!"
"Uh… . Yes? Are you a bandit? You don't look like one at all."
"No, I'm a warrior."
"Ah? Oh, okay, I understand. First of all, we are not thieves or anything. "
Certainly they are not thieves. They are probably adventurers, a profession that is comparable to that of a second cousin.
Above all, murderers always smell strong like blood, but those women smell nothing but the smell of a monster.
"I see. Are you here to kill those bandits?"
"Yes, that's right… But how did you kill them all? The difference in numbers is twice as much."
"You killed him with a knife. It cuts well, right?"
"I see."
The adventurers didn't seem to be convinced, since they had killed 12 people in an instant.
Looking at this, it seems that Sloan is still not known as a warrior. Why? She is the woman who cut down so many of my own kind.
'You humans… what the hell are you thinking? A bitch like Sloan's mere existence would be a boost to morale.'
Anyway, I know there's a city nearby. The presence of bandits means that it's a road that people often travel.
"There seems to be a city nearby."
"Yes, that's right."
"Oh, but looking at their weapons, they don't look like soldiers."
"Ah, as I said before. We are not bandits. We are adventurers who received a request from the guild and came to deal with these guys. Here is the proof."
"Adventurer!"
An adventurer… I'm not particularly interested, but Sloan doesn't seem to be. Judging by the way his black eyes sparkle, he probably wants to be one too.
"Where can I do it?"
"Yes? Oh, we belong to Verokia. First, you have to join the guild and then complete a few missions.
"Let's go there!"
She was jumping around. Why is she doing that? It's like looking at a cat. I can't read her mind at all… .
"Sloan! We're on a journey to become stronger. We don't have time to mess around! We have to catch at least one more Demon King!"
"Huh? What are you talking about! There are a lot of people around here who need our help!"
"No, that's true, but… ."
"Stop making noise! Let's go! It's bad if we become warriors and just let this go!"
Changing the party's route just for fun? What are you doing when you're busy looking for the next Demon King?
Unable to overcome Sloan's stubbornness, Camilla finally sighed and gave her consent. It seems that Sloan has done this more than once or twice.
'It's okay. I'll give you what you want.'
Let's see. Let's call the hyungs we know. They'll be enough to give the 'warrior' a hard time.
All of this is for me. Even if it doesn't seem like much now, it will come to light soon.
"Ugh!"
"I told you to wear the shorts I bought you. No, you can't. Today, we'll share the bed."
…I have to deal with the ordeal that has come upon me first. If I don't do something about the hand that's digging through my clothes, I feel like something big is going to happen.