Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru Chapter 307
Advertisement
Chapter 307
The sounds of roasting meat. Lively talk and laughter.
It was not what you might expect to hear on the frontlines. Well, the reason for all of it was me, I suppose.
Adlus had all of the Adventurers gather around and we shared the supplies. Today was special, and Adlus declared that we’d have a barbecue. Some of the boxes had wine in them, and so we enjoyed ourselves as the guards who were on watch duty glared angrily.
Daniela’s barrier also meant that the smell did not leak from the area. The unlucky few who were excluded from the party had to stand on the wall and kick the snow.
“Sorry that you have to stay out here in time like this.”
“Mister Asagi… No, it’s part of the job.”
“Well, don’t get too sulky. Eat this. I cooked it myself.”
“…It looks pretty good.”
“It doesn’t look good, it is good.”
I went around like the good and considerate host that I was. And before I knew it, the sun had set. It had been a while since we had been able to get drunk. Those who could, went and collapsed in their tents, while others took turns guarding the walls. As for me, I activated Legs of the God Wolf and headed off to Namila Village. I couldn’t help but be worried. And so I decided to check up on them and then come straight back.
□ □ □ □
I had regained most of my strength. Maybe I wasn’t back completely, but as long as I maintained a normal speed, I could fly for a long time without really getting tired. And so it didn’t take me too long to reach Namila Village.
The chief’s house was a little towards the back of the main square. I could see a dim light pouring from the windows. It was likely candles.
Advertisement
When I got closer to the house, I saw footprints on the snow. They came from the forest and went around the house once before going inside. Marcel and Silket. There were also soft voices and laughter coming from inside. They seemed to be getting on well.
And so I let out a whistle. The voices suddenly stopped and the door opened slowly.
“Good evening. I came to check up on you.”
“Mister Asagi!”
It was Silket who opened the door. Marcel was right behind her and holding a sword.
When I peeked in, Felz was sitting behind a chair and wrapped in a blanket.
“Oh, it’s Mister Asagi.”
“Hey. I hope you were behaving yourself.”
“Yes!”
I tapped my shoes on the ground, shaking off the snow, before stepping inside. Marcel let out a sigh of relief as she sheathed her weapon.
“You gave me a fright!”
“Sorry. I kind of did come without a warning.”
“Exactly. But I suppose you were concerned about us. Thank you.”
Silket said with a smile.
“Well, I feel indebted to you. See?”
“Oh…!”
“That looks delicious!”
I opened the hollow bag and took out the grilled meat, vegetables and fish. Of course, they were from tonight’s barbecue. I had brought some with me to show my appreciation to them.
“This is from the stuff your father prepared. I cooked it myself. There’s a lot, so eat up.”
“Thank you!”
“Thank you!”
Felz and Marcel jumped on the meat. Silket looked a little started.
“Uh, thank you. You really didn’t have to…”
“It’s fine. Like I said, it’s thanks to you. I’ll be watching outside, so you can take it easy and enjoy the food.”
“Thank you. I suppose I will.”
Advertisement
I nodded and Silket headed to the table. After seeing her go, I went to the door and stepped outside. It was a clear, cloudless sky. There wasn’t even any wind. Just a comfortable chill.
It was on such nights that goblins might lurk in the shadows. They might gather into a gang and attack this village once again. They would kill everyone. No. I wouldn’t let such a thing happen. Never.
“Phew…”
I sighed and then concentrated, spreading out Presence Detection. Like a crape, it spread out thin and wide.
Through the snowy fields and the forests.
As I was spreading it out so thin, I could not differentiate monsters from animals or people. I only knew if something was there.
“Hmm…”
I inhaled the cold air through my nostrils. It did wonders for waking up your brain.
“…I guess that’s it.”
After searching for a while, I was unable to find anything suspicious. At least for now, there was nothing in this area. That was a great relief.
On such a cold night, the animals were all in their holes and the goblins were far away. Any that might be on the surface had been killed by the Adventurers…
Besides, things were looking bad in the abandoned city. I doubted they’d be sending goblins out during this time.
“Mister Asagi?”
“Uh, yeah?”
“We finished eating all the food… Is something wrong?”
I hadn’t even noticed Silket opening the door. She was now looking at me with a curious expression.
“No, it’s nothing. There’s nothing around here. So it should be fine for a while, don’t worry.”
“You’re sure doing a lot for us.”
“It’s really nothing. I should be thanking you.”
I chuckled. And it was true.
“Oh, here’s some more food. I’ll leave it for you. Take good care of him.”
“Of course. It pains me that we can’t be out with the others during the battle. But rest assured that we will be fine.”
“Yes, I’m counting on you. Well, good night.”
I left a box with them and returned to the frontline. I was thinking about returning to the abandoned city tomorrow. I wanted to end this battle soon… In fact, if I could launch an ambush, I would do it right away.
For Felz, and the village, and the citizens of the city. And even for the Queen’s Knight Goblin who died.
I wanted to end the goblin stampede.
Advertisement
- In Serial44 Chapters
Dungeon Darwinism: Deepest Dungeon
Dungeons are a lot like sea turtles. They’re born in clutches of dozens, if not hundreds. A hundred may be born at one time, buried in still burning cities, or in forests where the canopy hides the sky, or in ocean trenches at the bottom of the sea. But only one in a clutch ever makes it to the surface. Everyone knows about dungeons— monstrous factories that emerge out of the earth, full of riches and Arcana and power— and monsters. But most of humanity only know about the dungeons that make it. Mark doesn’t know anything about dungeons. He isn’t from this world, and only as a victim of circumstance has he become an unwilling half of a dungeoncore. The other half is a Dark Lord. (Rewrite)
8 477 - In Serial6 Chapters
The Heralia Legacy
In a world where the paranormal is the norm, and your bus driver is a weretiger. Beings in every nook and ass crack of lore are real. Countless species coexisting in a haven called Geas. Divided into three big ruling councils: Mana for the magics, Spectra for the undead and Were for the shifters. But to keep Geas a Haven, there must be a higher presence that enforces it. The Heralia. A being with mixed blood, of great power and the mouthpiece of the gods. Along with his enforcers The Order, the Heralia is the police and the law, the gel of a dangerous society but when the assassination of the century leaves the Heralia dead. A rippling political tide washes throughout Geas, which left everyone wondering just who will be the next Heralia? Enter one: Argus Knight, just an ordinary, if not quirky, college kid in a world where no one is ordinary. Argus’ is happy with his life, even though he doesn’t have any powers or abilities like most of his friends or any money, okay so maybe not that happy. He was left at the step of a shifter temple when he was a child, so that sucked since he must have been a sexy lookin’ baby. Raised by an adoptive shifter mom, that makes the best cookies and gives the warmest hugs and unleashes the sharpest sass a being can wield, and oh, is also the high priestess of the Were Council. He lived his life surrounded by nuns, he was spoilt and gobbled all that attention up and he’s not ashamed to admit it. One day, innocently doing a psychology exam, like pro, if you will, a weird rainbow mist starts gushing out of his skin, for the lack of a better word and suddenly he is floating, then seizing, yup still in mid-air, in the middle of his exuding rainbow aura session, a voice booms out like a missive from the gods themselves, “AWAKEN MY HERALIA”. Sweet baby sugar nuts, what just happened? Join Argus in his journey in becoming the next Heralia, which will be jam-packed with snark, some sarcasm, interesting friends, a dash of heroism, a bit of hubba bubba wink wink nudge nudge with a special friend and an ass crack full of awesome. Readers discretion advised, for readers under 18, strong language and some sexual scenes.
8 138 - In Serial6 Chapters
cellphone hotline ; nct
welcome to cellphone hotline!meet strangers in your area.
8 166 - In Serial16 Chapters
The Laziest Strength Build
The newest in VR technology came rather unexpected. Small servers were the most people could do for a long time, but out of nowhere Terra-Tech comes in with a big fat VRMMORPG. How could I not give it a try?
8 232 - In Serial28 Chapters
Phantom Demon [Moved]
A young man is summoned to another world through an ancient formation. However, fate isn't kind to him. After he is summoned, he is neglected and thrown to the back mountains to fend for himself. After stumbling upon an old crystal pendant, his fate takes a turn for the unpredictable. This story moved to xamdblog.wordpress.com This story will at one point contain a borderline NTR. Also the MC will not be a Lone Wold OP MC. If you are looking for a story like that, then stop reading now as this will not be that kind of a story.
8 89 - In Serial17 Chapters
Infinity Start
It is 2019...The world is still in conflict with ISIS and the World Leaders had finally convened at a summit.What goes down is unknown but things are beginning to change for better or for worse.Three Countries developed an advanced work of tech that allows the user to enter a new reality...But in Reality, things are changing too. War is ongoing but it is still the beginning...
8 179

